Props to you for asking her straight-up in front of her bf. For some reason I envision you looking her dead in the face while casually eating some pretzels or something. With one eyebrow raised.

My husband's ex (who I had known) used to say, whenever the topic of #2 came up, "girls don't poop." She thought she was being cute and demure (I...guess?), but I thought it was damn stupid. Some of my favorite conversations with my friends have been about poop.

OH GOD. Me too. So much. But I wonder if it's a little bit of narcissism on my part? I too am a ginger. Whatever I'm fine with it.

mine do that too, it's like a mudslide...the mountains are there and then they just fall off the cliff

Let's defer to the always brilliant Adrienne Rich on this one: "The most important thing one woman can do for another is to illuminate and expand her sense of actual possibilities... Only when we can wish imaginatively and courageously for ourselves can we wish unfetteredly for our daughters. But finally, a child is…

Know the best part of being retired? I DON'T HAVE TO WEAR A FUCKING BRASSIERE except once a week if we go out to brunch. I've been wearing brassieres since age 10 (that's 52 years) and I've never had a comfortable fit in my entire life. Not ONCE. I also hate shoes and underpants. I'm just saying.

Don't be silly. You can only kill her if the date takes place at nighttime.

Look at Christina Hendriks. Every time she steps out on the red carpet that doesn't quite fit in the OMGBOOBS area, people tear her to pieces for not wearing a dress that fits. Here you have someone admitting to working really hard, along with a fabulous staff, to try and make that happen, to try and meet the…