I have a two-year-old, and I shudder to think how things will be when he hits high school. I have this faint optimism that the pendulum will have swung back a little by then, but I don’t have a ton of confidence in that.

Your mum, she is wise.

Agree with you on the grooming- but honestly, I love that I got to be an awkward teen with too many butterfly clips and zero Youtube makeup tutorials. I kind of mourn for that for teens today. If you’re “sophisticated” at fourteen, what’s the fun in that?

I think you mean an Alberta tuxedo.
#notallcanadians

Like Manny from Modern Family, if he wasn't hateful!

Also: people who take exactly one step forward as they get off the escalator and stop to check their phones/stare about/some other nonsense. Just no.

Sadly I can't recommend an awesome pen, but I CAN tell you that after I spent $40 or so on the NARS pen liner, the tip went dead after about eight weeks. Wouldn't dispense anything. They had the gall to tell me "it's supposed to do that"... as in stop working.

Love it.

This idea relies a bit on some good old fashioned stereotyping, but I'd be willing to bet there's a huge regional factor at play here, too.

I'm pretty sure deer still do that.

Eating placenta is a tradition as time-honored as it is healthy and delicious.

You ought to be able to get a temporary handicapped tag for your herniated disc if it's a chronic problem, no?

Forty books a year! That's amazing, and while it's likely a bit of a high goal in a more mainstream educational setting, it's also an excellent rebuttal to the idea that today's high school kids "can't handle" Dickens, Shakespeare, Austen, or anything more than the book equivalent of mush, delivered in very small…

Hanks actually wrote a paean to typewriters for the New York Times a few years ago:

I always find it looks out-of-place on a baby- like seeing a baby with a tattoo, or makeup, or a three-piece suit. It just seems like an adult accessory. Plus, punching holes in a baby when there's no need to sounds... not great.

Aww, your dad sounds great. Makes me think of my own 70-year-old dad bussing into the city to be there when I woke up during my inpatient chemo (my mum did this, too). Miss that man.

Thanks! He really is.

I was diagnosed with cancer three months after getting engaged. We had been together since high school, got engaged, and then the week I turned 25, boom. Cancer diagnosis. The kind that comes with radiation, inpatient treatment, and more than two years of constant chemo.

And the cheaper stuff- skipjack, etc- has significantly lower levels than albacore, which is the fancy tuna of the supermarket. Albacore is "white" tuna, so sticking with "light" tuna is a good idea.

Okay, that sounds fantastic. Fetus and I will be making some for lunch tomorrow.