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Ellyn Satter is the bomb. She really is - her books on feeding kids are fantastic and I wish pediatricians could prescribe them to people so that everyone can get that good basic education in healthy nutrition and develop a healthy relationship with food.

I've worked really hard to try to always remember this! I think my eating more or less looks like this now, with some periods of falling back into extreme calorie counting and feeling bad.

A bit off topic, but I think Mod Carousel sounds better than Robin Thicke. I would much rather hear their version on the radio than his. Anyone else with me?

I shudder to think of the comments on the parody video, now that I think of it... YouTube comment sections are bad, bad places.

God, THIS! Nothing more depressing than seeing all these positive "oh my God, best day ever, just got a promotion, met the most amazing person to share my life with, won the lottery twice in row my life is perfect!" posts from "friends" on facebook! The idea that there is a whole social network geared ONLY to those

I completely agree. I would NEVER wish depression on my greatest enemy and I think it's super fucking disgusting when people say things like, "Just get over it!" and "That's right, take another pill and stop feeling feelings". I call it the Great Black Dog and I have lived with and managed (note that I do not say

WHEE

I knew this from the start. I grew up around a lot of middle to upper class black people and I can tell you they (we, I guess) are very careful about how they behave. I mean I guess people did hook-up, but no more than earlier time periods. While I did see typical underage drinking, drugs, etc. it wasn't near to the

Every single "millennial" trend story is pretty much about rich kids.

World's worst law firm...

Guys! We finally have a definition of the word slut:

I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANY OF YOU, I AM EXCITED ABOUT THIS BABY.

I'm an American and I think it's exciting. Make fun of me all you want. I like babies. I like the royal love story. I'm a romantic.
Give me my pints of ice cream and Lifetime movies.

Don't worry, I understood. I'm agreeing with you. After going through the hassle for when I had to do it I can't imagine choosing that hassle when my breasts are ready and available. I loved being able to go out with the baby with just a spare diaper and a small pack of wipes in my purse. (once the baby was old

It would actually bother me more to go to a restaurant with someone whose carrying a giant bag with a dozen bottles with various levels of milk that need reheating. Do restaurants do this for you? Do you have a pocket microwave? What the hell? I am more disgusted with the thought of a restaurant putting a baby bottle

They're not ignoring them. They're just engaging in the discussion in a different way. Some bring up religion, but many feel that religion doesn't belong in the public sphere. I thought that was something atheists agreed on. Isn't it kind of hypocritical to say that you hate religion in the public sphere unless

This is just wrong, frankly. The fact is that there are a ton of religious people who do all of what you said, but no one listens because it's just not sexy too. Additionally, religious people who are against the amount of religion in the public sphere don't, you know, bring up religion in a public sphere.

The idea that people who are religious just haven't ever thought about this shit rationally enough, or are lying to themselves, is just so condescending.

I don't like sports. I don't play sports. Sports don't generally appeal to me. I'm not going to go ahead and join a club where I talk about how much I hate sports or how they suck up money and resources and energy that could be used for better things. Nor do I lecture people who like sports or protest outside of

When I was younger I used to argue about the existence of God — I come from a Jewish home but personally find organized religion alarming at best, appalling at worst. But then you talk to people for whom God is literally all that gets through the day (like my holocaust surviving grandparents), and I realized I'm an