Sugarbeetle
Sugarbeetle
Sugarbeetle

When we were pregnant with our first, we took a baby care and maintenance class (they were free and recommended and we had free time since we didn’t have any kids on the outside yet). It was at the hospital and they brought in one of the very newborns to show us how to bathe the baby and change the baby and,

This assumes that your kitchen (a) wasn’t built in 1930 and (b) is bigger than the average walk-in closet.

I think you are probably right about that. I have a teenaged daughter who is interested in pursuing tech / engineering. It doesn’t bother her that she’s one of the only girls on the robotics team and the few others are doing the marketing and outreach part of the competition. When she heard that few girls take AP

It has everything a body needs.

I buy pink bakery boxes and cardboard rounds and grease proof doilies at a bakers supply store. I cut my cheesecakes into slices, garnish them and plate them on the doily covered cardboard cake round. So, yes, it's possible to have a professional-looking dessert, right down to the packaging, that was made at home. And

On the flip side it’s really annoying to make something and have people assume it’s store bought. Yes, I made the cheesecake. Yes, it’s better than anything you ever bought because a) I use good ingredients and 2) I’m an expert. Yes, I know I brought it to your house in a bakery box because that’s a safe, inexpensive

Hating her pregnancy doesn’t mean that she’s not grateful that she’s able to conceive children or that she loves her children any less. It means that she’s publicly acknowledging a thing that millions of women experience and are shamed for in a way that perpetuates patriarchal stereotypes about the role of woman as

People have been supreme turds about Kim’s distaste for pregnancy. I honestly think is great that she’s talking about it. Women routinely feel like they suck at womanhood when they don’t think being pregnant is the greatest shit ever. So yeah, way to be honest, Kim!

Paul Ryan’s entire life is an example of “for me, but not thee.”

I’m still stuck on the part where they locked her in an asylum because she was sure the child wasn’t hers. She had dental records and they still locked her up. Unreal, and scary as hell.

I did this by Greyhound bus (NY to San Diego) when I was in college. I highly do not recommend going by bus.

Not for everyone but I used to simply find a quiet corner of a parking light and change in my car, get out tuck in my shirt behind the open door and tie my tie in the car.

I DEMAND TO KNOW WHAT PICTURES OF CATS WERE SENT.

Wait. Wait. You want to put fucking Inboxghazi on par with all the intensely heinous shit that Weasel Walker’s pulled? Like, for serious?

Public sector Ohio worker here. I’m sorry. Because of Walker, we were able to ram John Kasich’s SB5 right back up his ass.

Public sector Wisconsin worker here. You’re not allowed to hate him more than I am.

This describes my last boss (prior to current employer), almost to a T.

It wasn’t as egregious as the abuse described in some of the other posts, but it was roughly 16 months of no positive feedback whatsoever (unless you count “I thought you did something good but it turns out, no.”) taking credit for the good things

I call bullshit on calling HR. Unless it’s sexual harassment, HR is borderline useless and will not keep anything confidential.

I work with historical and genealogical research and I can’t tell you how many times people come in and say some version of “I can’t find my great grandmother’s first or maiden names because everything is written as Mrs. John Smith.” It quite literally erased identity.