The speed limit is 20 MPH in my neighborhood and people FLY down the side streets. The "who" seems to be all over the place - soccer moms, teenagers, old white men who probably have lost feeling in their feet ...

Awwwwwwww

Mine was a combination of the first five, and would have been outdoorsy if not for an epic downpour.

1000% with you. Currently have my dog pinned to the couch with my full body weight while the neighbors round out an hour of setting themselves on fire. H8 you, fireworks

At least women were allowed room for hips, though ... siiiiigh

breast feeding was my best guess.

They could not talk or talk forever and still find things to not talk about.

I feel sexy about an hour after the gym when I've stretched, showered and put some real clothes on but I still have the endorphin high. Before that, I'm a sweat monster who smells funk-ay.

I kind of admire the 7 POUND headpiece. Considering I couldn't keep my heels on through the ceremony at my own wedding.

I was just about to post this - the family's WTF faces in the background really make it.

At least it distracts from the hideous hairstyle?

Welp, there goes the rest of my night

I mean, it's not stylish, but it's not .... this

I moved from Easton (renting) to New Jersey (where we bought a house) 18 months ago. Yes, the taxes are high, but our jobs are here and we managed to find a nice place that meets all of our needs. Our 50+ year old house needs some TLC, but it's still in good shape and we love our neighborhood. Plus we saved on…

Man, I miss the nurses on this show!

I have seen every single episode. No shame!

Yep - I'm a Jersey transplant. Finally bit the bullet and moved after years of commuting from the cesspool of Nowhere, PA. I frickin' love New Jersey. Somerset County, represent!

I wish it had ended last season - it was perfect, it was all wrapped up.

Pretty much - even long after I want to be *cough*Grey's*cough*

You said it much more eloquently than I. There's something in the follow up to this post, about what makes relationships work, about how you have to be on the same wavelength. And that hits home for me for all the dudes who came before my husband. We loved each other, but we didn't want to spend our days in the same…