aphroditebean
AphroditeBean
aphroditebean

I have two friends who should be on this show! Although, their parenting style is a cross between extreme hover parenting and Safety police. Here's a few things that they have done: Got rid of the kitchen table because they were afraid that one day, when the kid was walking, he would hit his head on it. (they

I heard the term for this is called "Slacktivism". Feel-good measures for a cause that doesn't actually require you to do much of anything beyond raise awareness. Some slacktivism does require a modicum of "work", like ice baths or buying a t-shirt, but really all it is doing is making the Slacktivist feel special for

In college, it was fairly normal for me to eat the majority of my meals alone. I worked full-time and went to school full-time at night. Breakfast was on the go, lunch was at my desk, and dinner was on the way to class from whatever food truck or street vendor I could find.

Mr. Bean is rather hairy as well. Before I knew him, when he was a cop, he would shave and wax it, but that was because he was wearing a bullet proof vest and the hair (apparently) held in moisture and smells. Now, he doesn't bother. I thought I would mind all the hairy-ness, but I have found that I don't. That's who

I told my husband that I did actually own a thong the other day and he just stared at me like I had been holding out on him or something. I had to rummage in my underwear drawer to prove it.

I have a cousin who does this. He is married (although not particularly happily), has children, and grandchildren. His wife is appalled by the behavior, but he has always been a bit of a dick so no one if too surprised by it. I deleted him from my Facebook after he told me I was a vile, sick slut who made him want to

I found my husband on a dating site. And I had the same feeling. There were a lot of guys who, on paper, sounded like good matches. And I am sure that I could have made it work with a few of them. I'm glad I found my husband and now I make it work with him, but I don't believe in soul mates either.

I too struggled with the same thing as a teenager. What about the people who have been married before, or the widows and widowers, or arranged marriages? If it doesn't work out, does that mean they weren't your one true love?

If you read the article you would have seen that they did go through all the proper procedures. Zoning, fire code, septic tank, etc. Also, I did a tiny bit of sleuthing (googled the guy's name and barn) and I am calling bullshit on these neighbors. Not only is there a significant distance between the nearest neighbor

and that nearest neighbor is related to you...

I got married in a barn too. It had been a wedding venue for twenty-five years so I know this isn't some new trend. That barn was more equipped than some of the other wedding venues we looked at and definitely had to pass health and safety code. There were noise rules as well, but they didn't have to worry about us.

Yeah. Books were my big deal breaker. If the guy mentioned on or before the first date that he hated books or never read or something along those lines, it was an instant no-no. I work in publishing, I read over 150 books a year, review them, and write. Nope. But food. Whatever. Eat what you want, but you better read

And this is why I never tell people I am a picky eater. I have become adept at convincing people that they do not want to eat sushi tonight...we should go somewhere else. Or just ordering something "odd" off the menu. "But we are at a sushi place, aren't you going to have sushi?" Instead of informing people of my

You don't get the attitude because you like them. It has taken me many years of force feeding myself vegetables to gain a tolerance of most of them and I prefer all of them cooked. To death. I want my broccoli mushy. I ate (and finished) an entire salad for the first time two months ago. It was disgusting. Since then,

Exactly. I am extremely picky eater and although I have gotten better as I have gotten older, there are still a lot of foods that trigger my gag reflex. I wouldn't dream of making fun of someone for them not liking something. My cousin hates pizza. I adore pizza. However, I also completely understand that when a food

This is not my story, but it is in an indirect way. My husband has been married once before, almost twelve years ago. He met the chick in college and for (what he presumed) the usual reasons, he proposed and she said yes. They got married, bought a house, and were settling in. About month two of their marriage a

I used to work as a manager in retail and food service and I was constantly having to fight my fellow managers to treat our employees with respect and dignity. They were always threatening to fire people. When I first started as a manager in a cafe, I was told that I was allowed to fire the entire staff because they

I have been to a club twice in my life, both for birthday parties. Both times I was terrified that I would be turned away and I definitely wore clothes that I wasn't exactly comfortable in. Although I don't consider myself ugly, I am also not thin and I fully believe that if I had not been surrounded by these petite

As long as you don't mind that those previous roommates are probably out there telling stories about Schweeps, their terrible former roommate. Although honestly, with the roommate shit I put up with, dirty dishes and alarm clocks would have been the least of my worries.

I never know which bad roommate story to choose from: