Just watched with my 3 year old. He's very offended that I called it a 'bulldozer video', and keeps telling me all the other kinds of machines featured. Weirdo- why can't you just be obsessed with dinosaurs like your brother?

Yeah- I'm sure your friend is great, but having everyone match is a serious case of form over function. The only other time I was a bridesmaid we wore satin separates, which made it really easy for everyone to get a good fit. The tops were fairly modest, too, so bras were no problem. It was so user friendly that I did…

I was about a size 14 when I got married, and I had a really hard time too. I didn't feel as marginalized by DB as you did, but I did have the post-DB-I'm-so-ugly meltdown. I ended up with a more expensive dress from a boutique that made me feel great.

this spoke to me a little, because watching the man you love evolve into fatherhood is a wonderful experience. But I wouldn't carve the sharp distinction she does- it was great because HE is great, and always was.

This. I warned my sister - 1 baby = 2 adults when it comes to laundry. So much laundry. All day with the laundry.

I went to a small school -about 50 kids per grade- from Kindergarten through 8th grade. By the middle school years I was cemented into the female social outcast role. My male counterpart was Anthony. We hated each other.

I have an alternative scenario- sometimes nice families have kids who get into emotionally or physically abusive relationships & cut off contact at the behest of their abusive partner.

'Two chicks at once, they taste so good'

As a non-Broncos fan and Denverite I'll be happy to have the Tebow/Manning delirium years behind me. I do enjoy grocery shopping during game times, though. The cold cuts counter is ALL MINE.

I'm allergic to spermicidal foam. The only way I'm aware of that one would learn this is by using spermicidal foam, at which point the burning agony of a vagina in full revolt is unavoidable. Where the 'stupid' comes in is that it took me three -THREE- times to connect the dots. I can't fathom what else I thought…

I seriously laughed so hard. My poor husband was confused, as my laughter led me to lose my grip on his penis.

Yesterday morning I was crying in an indoor trampoline park because my mildly autistic 3yo was struggling and I Could. Not. Figure. Out. How to help him.

Before my brother flounced out of our family, he was a notoriously bad gift giver. He's also the kind of douche who thinks he's a BRILLIANT gift giver (and generally superior human being).

My crazy grandmother had a thing where she would get me beautiful new toys & clothes, but give my sister old crap she found in her drawers. My parents finally told her she could get us all nice gifts, or not give gifts at all.

nope.

My 2 year old highlander was thoughtfully totaled for me while my kids and I were inside it. With great insurance I was still over 10k short of replacing it with a new highlander.

my husband & I each lost 30lbs this year. WOULD NOT have happened if we weren't doing it together! It's become a whole lifestyle shift, which makes it a lot easier to maintain since both of us are shifting. We love it- I hope others find their healthy mojo, with or without a buddy.

Why not a radio?

You pay for insurance. The type of insurance you have determines your bills later. I had really premium insurance with my first son. He was 7 weeks premature & I had preeclampsia, but our extended hospital stays cost us a total of $200. Our insurance changed before my second son. He was breach & born via c-section,…

We thought the kids were watching tv, snuck upstairs for some hott sexx. We were standing up with my husband behind me, happily occupied, when our 3 year old burst in to announce that he needed a banana. The irony didn't escape us.