Well she does ha e kids and regardless of what people tell you,kids won’t always eat your organic kale. Also...it she is in fine shape now. I can’t imagine she lives off of this stuff

Allowance....birthday and Christmas....five year olds have no idea what things cost.

Yes. I’ve yet to meet many people who have traveled and can give me some sort of experience that lead to a cultural revelation about the world or themselves. And these have been from.people who did nothing touristy, like stayed in tiny villages in China, foraging for rats for dinner with the family they stayed with.…

“Blue” steak is a thing. Is it that weird? It’s actually delicious.

People....please call help if someone is threatening suicide. Unless you are trained to diffuse the situation, call 911. Or your local crisis line or a suicide hotline or the closest impatient psych hospital.

RIGHT?! This is just bad business practices.

These people are HORRIBLE capitalists. They run a business, I assume,for money. WHY ARE YOU TURNING DOWN MONEY?

Fuck both of them. This is disgusting.

All of this may go out the window when labor kicks in. I couldn’t have told you my name.

She probably panicked an couldn’t think rationally. Birth feels like you are ready to die. Not too weird for her to do something not smart thinking it would help her.

My parents were lower middle class. They NEVER talked to us about money. They made me get a job at 15 and thought by some magic I just knew about banking, savings, interest rates, etc.

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Our culture around booze is fascinating to me. It’s all so fucking juvenile...like a 13 year olds idea of adulthood.

I took my husband’s name. I had no attachment to my last name. I was adopted my mom’s second husband, so my name was changed when I was 7. Then my dad treated me like crap growing up. So changing it was a good thing. We also hahave long names and hyphenation would have been a nightmare.

his dick and my teeth would have become good friends.

Gushing over who a kid looks like is the most annoying commentary ever.

Oh yeah. It was bad month 3-6. Then...poof! Gone. It’s totally hormones but not much you can do about it. It was one of the worst parts...it hurt SO bad. I feel awful for anyone who always has to deal with it.

Third trimester is when you get big. You make it work

I didn’t celebrate my curves while pregnant per say. I mostly sobbed over my golf ball sized cystic bacne while hoovering carbs and cheese so I wouldn’t vomit.

I just discovered Surrender to Chance. They have every perfume ever, obscure stuff. And will send you samples or just small vials of whatever they have for an extremely decent price. It’s my new favorite thing.