bakedtoperfection
Bakedtoperfection
bakedtoperfection

Welcome to my pity party! I'm reading this with tears pouring, wishing I had a too-much-hair problem, when in fact, my situation is just the opposite. I'm learning exactly how vain I am these days because my hair is falling out. All of it. I sent a coworker a picture of the pile that came out in the shower yesterday.

Dude, I used to wear myself out on those tiny key limes too, until I discovered the wonders of Nellie & Joe’s: http://keylimejuice.com/. I’m ordinarily a from-scratch cook, but juicing enough of those suckers to get a full cup takes way too long.

Exactly! My country bumpkin cousin got a ton of money from a lawsuit he won—I'm talking millions. He had always wanted a Porsche, so he headed to the dealership in his stained overalls and work boots. No one would help him, save the lone female salesperson who had been on the job one week. I wish I could have seen the

A few years ago, I was in the market for a car, and my husband and I decided to look for a Pontiac G8 GXP. He scoured the area, but it was right after they quit making them, so they were hard to find. He finally located one about an hour from our home and we made the drive.

A coworker and I had a discussion just yesterday about Rand Paul and Ted Cruz. I agree with you about not taking Paul seriously, but we all need to be careful not to get too complacent about these jerkwads, Cruz especially. I think he’s dangerous. He may look like a dorkish dolt, but underneath that beats the heart of

I was only half paying attention when it was on, but the tone of his voice startled me into watching. You’re right, he’s a gigantic asshole. He’s likely already whining about being set up by the lamestream media.

A few years after my grandfather died, my grandmother moved in with us. When she fell ill, I crawled into bed with her to snuggle and comfort her. I'll never forget her saying through tears, "It feels so good to be touched."

I love to cook and take on some pretty complicated recipes. Even though I fix my husband great food almost nightly, I once overheard him respond “grilled cheese” when asked which of my dishes he liked best. I do make a damn good grilled cheese.

When my husband and I were dating and starting to have a sex life, I wanted to show off my exemplary oral sex skills. Things went just fine, until literally seconds after I finished swallowing. The instant it hit my stomach, it triggered nausea and explosive diarrhea like I had never experienced before. I barely made

I started to meander over and take a look at those comments but decided I’m too tired to be outraged today.

Lifelong candy corn hater here...until I discovered the glory of combining it with salted peanuts. Tastes exactly like a Payday candy bar.

I know I'm an anomaly, but I wear an underwire bra 23.5/7 (the half hour it's off is when I shower), and have since the day I first put one on at age 11. I'm a 36DD and feel more uncomfortable without that support, even while I sleep. At my last mammogram, the tech said she had to look twice at my age because I was

Even though I have a couple of stories of my own, they don't compare to what I witnessed with a friend and her boyfriend/then husband/now ex-husband...

You just made me feel better about my own morbid curiosity—it's the only link I clicked too. But I did look at it first through squinted eyes in case it turned out to be more than I bargained for.

Even your family indeed. When my husband proposed, that's exactly how he chose to do it—in front of his entire extended family. His sister told me later that she felt sick through the whole thing. That's because the day before, she and I had a conversation about marriage and I said I had been married once and wasn't

So funny you posted that picture, since it was their example that helped me decide to accept the marriage proposal. I take being a liberal very seriously, so it was something I had to think about. But I figured if Matalin/Carville could make it work—especially considering they're fully immersed in politics as a

I'm a staunch Democrat married to an even stauncher Republican. Long ago, we decided to agree to disagree about politics. More importantly, we decided to NEVER discuss it. But during the Palin-for-vice-president election cycle, I broke our vow and asked him if he really thought she had the smarts to serve effectively.

Back in the '80s, I somehow ended up as a model in a hair show. These shows often featured a big name in the hair salon world, who showed off his or her skills by creating and displaying avant garde hairstyles. That meant they had to recruit models willing to put their hair in the hands of someone who would more than

I know, right? Part of my concern has to do with the pics she's posted. They're mostly photos of her in leotards and bathing suits. I've noticed her friend list is growing by leaps and bounds, so I hope her parents are at least monitoring friend requests. I can't believe I'm turning into "that person" who's judging