Think of me what you will: Mrs. Doubtfire just *slays* me. I feel like I will laugh AND cry while watching it tonight...
Think of me what you will: Mrs. Doubtfire just *slays* me. I feel like I will laugh AND cry while watching it tonight...
My son just turned three this past Thursday—and he was born at 32 weeks (3 lbs 3 oz) after a crazy, totally sudden onset of pre-eclampsia. I went in to the obgyn for a routine "yep, all is well!" check up—but insteas they said to me, "you're going straight to the hospital and you probably won't leave it pregnant." I…
I'm not explaining myself well! It's the phrasing that bothers me—like, "I don't know the first thing about owning a dog, but leaving it in the car in 100 degree heat without a cracked window seems dangerous!" It's like, word!! You didn't need to qualify that with your lack of dog ownership—whatever happened to, as I…
but that's kinda my point? You don't have to know the first thing about babies to know that's a bad idea...so no need for that intro line!
I just performed an actual wine chortle. WELL PLAYED.
Ugh double post? Yuck!
Maybe to ever start a sentence with "I don't know the first thing about babies but...(here it comes, I'm going to tell you what to do with yours!)"
Yea, that late night rumble with the homeless man in Skid Row was a bad sign...
My thoughts exactly. Fine, maybe *he's* abstaining (she's definitely throwing back drinks in the pictures)—but given Zac's recent struggles and newfound (and hard fought) sobriety, the Zachelle coupling seems like bad news.
TOTALLY! But I feel more comfortable loving—and owning my love for—cool shit like that now at 31 than I did at 13! Why can't we just say, "yea I'm turning 30—but I'm still having my Frozen-themed Bday party—-haterz to the left!" ;)
I wouldn't want to feel 13 years old again *for anything.* And I just turned 31. EGADS!
I don't know if some one peed in my Cheerios this morning (probably one of my toddlers)—but I found it anti-feminist? And I can laugh at Woman and all our follies...and I get "the joke" (broadly speaking)...but a boat load of these cliches, "true" or not, hardee har har?
I don't think you came across as defensive—you made a fantastic point (one I was coming here to make as well!) and Dbag must have only been looking for an argument because your use of "just makes me want to smack them!" honestly is a colloquialism itself here, and I highly doubt that you would then want to smack…
I *believe* she's one of Jezebel's moderators, actually...(or was, at least.) And has shared lots of interesting viewpoints over the years I've been kicking around here...you might not agree with her, but definitely not a troll...
I think your "you're the bad guy because you don't want to help dogs or animals!" is laughable—because you're completely perverting what I said and getting all histrionic about it in the process! Of course it's not horrible for you to help stray dogs! I've done that too! I have three dogs, two cats and for many years…
Absolutely totally legit. As would be calling the police about a child left unattended in a car amid a different set of circumstances—is the child reasonably vulnerable to the elements or "stranger danger"? How long has the child been unattended—and where is the mother and what is going on to prompt her absence? It's…
Well, I'm sorry you've met hostility—maybe it's in your delivery? Instead of coming at the mom about safety, maybe consider she's has taken reasonable precautions? I think the writer of this post and commenters are responding to ALL situations of children being in cars unattended aren't categorically, equally unsafe;…
And it's funny—my fear is *not* any harm coming to the children themselves (doors locked, environment and temp controlled, I'm gone for *briefest* of errands & in direct sight line)—my biggest fear is exactly what's described here! Despite my knowing that the kids are safe, some one will decide to play "hero" by…
And I know it's not the bystander's "job" but if s/he were so concerned, the bystander perhaps could have kept an eye on the situation for a few minutes, which s/he probably did anyway until the cops arrived? Or upon observing the situation and realizing this was likely a, "shit, I have to run in and make a quick…
It's like, the next thing you're going to tell me is that Sir Paul McCartney isn't a real knight! Hogwash! ;)