all-the-cats
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all-the-cats

You sure do have it coming. I live delightfully close to your van.

Ugh... Night at the Roxbury. Yup. Everything about the experience was just awful.

Ugh, douches! I've never been into jewelry at all, so when my hubs proposed with a plain gold band that he had engraved with our nicknames on the inside I was relieved. I got shitty comments, too. We moved to SF and now I get compliments from ladies with big rings on how simple and function my ring is. It's not in the

I'm usually into the tall dark and handsome type, but then I married a very rosy- cheeked bald man. That, and I'm deeply in lust with Ryan Gosling. Those guys are my only two breaks from my attraction norm.

I kind of wouldn't mind this, if we could miraculously afford it. My 6 year old is fairly well mannered, but she's also 6 and thinks mom and dad are lame know- nothings ( it's like 13, but shorter!) We live in SF so fine dining happens and I would like to be able to have a decent dinner out with my family and know my

I'll counter your anecdotal evidence with mine and make it even: I'm Italian. I was raised in an Italian family. We have a solid 3 generations of domestic violence and sexual abuse, and the women in our family might be the ones the kids are afraid of, but the mothers are being beaten and assaulted and told it was

Nope. You (general you) don't get to use the mother of the child as the excuse for abandoning your child. Not getting to see the kids? Go to court and get a visitation schedule. Don't like the mama you gave your kids? Too fucking bad- it's done, and those kids don't stop existing when dad decides mom is a pain in the