Goddamn it. I thought I was going to meet my soul mate and you just RUINED IT. You always ruin EVERYTHINNNNNG. I’M MOVING IN WITH DAD AND NEW MOM.

Babycat is one of his nicknames — he prefers it to his “real” name, George. But he is also known as Joe, JoJo, Hey-there-Georgie-Cat, Foo, and Inspector Bossyboots, to name but a few. Many aliases for many moods.

I only wish I had a surface large enough and out of the way of cats on which to assemble such a puzzle. (I have given over an entire kitchen table as a feeding surface for His Serene Highness, Babycat Crumpett.) Urban living and all that.

It is indeed! It seems as though it’s basically butter/oil with coconut oil? So could be a fun little DIY

I’m gonna keep posting this every time there’s a “female viagra” story because it bugs me so much: this is an anti-viagra. Viagra makes the willing able, this stuff makes the able willing.

$780 a month? Indefinite alcohol ban? Tested on men? There is nothing about this story that doesn't make me smack my forehead.

Oh, just SIT THE FUCK DOWN, Vanessa Hudgens.

This was the reason I was so upset when Helena and Tim broke up. They had my ideal relationship (living in houses next door to eachother but connected via a hallway) and if they can’t make it then who can? :-(

I definitely think I’m more prone to jealousy over my cats giving other people attention than if a woman hits on my husband. Is that bad?

Lord Spiderweb and I occupy two different bedrooms on opposite sides of the house. He can work late into the night, and I don’t have to share a closet. No matter how many judge-y assholes look at us askance, I will never go back to sharing a bedroom so long as we can afford a place with two.

Cuddle together for a nap? Yeah, okay. Sleeping together for visits? Fine, as long as you DO NOT TOUCH ME (unless we’re sexing). But on the whole, I reaaaaally would rather be alone much/most of the time.

In the late 80s my mom filed a gender discrimation lawsuit against her employer and won. She bought a beach house with the settlement money. True story.

My mom retired 3 years before my dad and moved to the beach house. He drove down on weekends. They said after 30 years of marriage it felt like they were dating again and it was the best thing they ever did relationship wise.

I have night terrors, he snores. Hence, separate beds.

Oliver, “I think you owe me a solid reason. I worked my ass off for you and the kids to have a nice life and you owe me a reason that makes sense. I want to hear it.”

I can’t wait until my oldest kid goes off to college, because I'm totally shipping my husband over to his room. Separate bedrooms for the win. They’re right across the hall from each other. Sexy times can be followed by a solid night’s sleep. Glorious for everyone. 6 1/2 years left....

I’m more like “how ‘bout get your own house, about 4-5 blocks away.”

I’m downstairs and she’s upstairs. My snoring and unwillingness to go to bed at 8:30 are the main reasons. We don’t have a problem with it.

I support this. I don’t want my husband’s crap near my things.