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Funny enough he still hasn't answered. He sent me a text, asking how the baby was, but no answer to my question.

I just sent an email to my husband asking what he hates about me. I'll report back later with his answer(s). I predict nothing good will come from this.....

The one that caused the most controversy was when he came to Christmas dinners late and smelling like pussy (My dad's choice of words) because he was at a Christmas sex party in Tijuana. I was sixteen and found it hilarious and wanted to know more about this sex party thing. But all us kids were urged to go for a

I swear to god, I'm fearful this is my uncle. The voice is just like his and we've all heard stories about dear Uncles freaky, freak side.

Never thought I'd be a mother. Now that I am, I'm incredibly happy about our decision to have him. That being said, my husband I both agree having another child could kill our marriage, I'd possibly kill someone else, or it could kill me, like literally kill me. One's enough, we hope his cousins like him and he likes

One of my facebook friends is promoting her divorce party. The wedding was very expensive, the registry was a bit much and we in the bridal party went through Hell. By Hell, I mean a lot of fucking money. They've been married two years dated for four years. I shit you not I asked for my gift back. I also want the

I'm over this whole remaking films craze Hollywood is going through right now. But I'd actually love to see a Little Women mini-series. I think with the right writers and actors it could be good. I love the book and would hate to see them turn it into a vehicle to showcase the non-talent of Selena Gomez or similar.

I agree, changing of the minds is entirely possible. My husband and I both went into the relationship not wanting kids, then we went into marriage with the same thought. Then he started studying his birthright and dove into Reform Judaism. He changed his mind first but wasn't pushing it. We are both very active in

Do they want kids. Put everything out on the table about your childhood, your parents, everything. Don't just assume, don't yell, don't put words in your partners mouth. Just let them talk. If having kids or not having kids is your deal breaker after this conversation. Walk away. Don't compromise on this, it never

Same here. Bless their hearts. But if some college aged wide-eyed girl asks about my blackness. I afraid I'll not be so nice to her.

Every marriage I know that had an elaborate or public engaement has ended in a fiery mess. Just say no people. Make the marriage about you and your partner, not the masses of people that in reality quietly judging you.

I don't know about you, but I just had a baby and I give ZERO fucks about other new Mom's who or newish Mom's who have their "pre-baby" bodies back. My self-esteem in regards to my body or how we raise our kid aren't based on what we see in the media.

Do me next Mr. Graham!

I was in my first year of college when that album came out. I played the HELL out of 'No Name Face' I contend to this day, that it's an amazing album. Every song is a letter to all the weird, unlucky, sad, love sick, angry but not like super angry teens out there. I can't hear 'Simon' or 'Somewhere in between' without

Where the Hell was his mother from the get go? Why was he with the Brown-Houston's in the first place?

I'm on leave from work with a major California city. I work in social services, shit like this is what makes me so mad. We aren't suppose to judge any family interested in fostering or adopting, but we are also suppose to do a thorough investigation of the family. And NEVER pressure anyone into adopting or fostering

I love you for this.

I have a confession to make. I went to see this movie. I needed to get out of the house. Left my husband, newborn and MIL( kill me now) and walked proudly into the AMC Van Ness bought every food item I could hold in my two arms, walked passed Oscar nominated films like 'Still Alice' and 'Birdman' and sat my post

His flower? If she's been watered today? Is this passing as romance these days? I'd divorce my husband if he brought that shit home.

We do that every year, but this year I've been dropping hints that he better buy me something, anything really. I mean I pushed a human through my vagina. He owes me!