I let a loud and rather potent one go at my seat in my bathrobe as my cat was lounging directly below. She immediately retaliated and nipped the back of my bare thigh. I had it coming.

Thirty? Not limited there. Try mid forties and still struggling to find something in myself that others value: financially, emotionally, and creatively. That’s not a poor me statement. I know I have real value. Problem is, it translates to worthless play monopoly money through others’ eyes.

Just some added trivia: Weev dated Shanley Kane (of Twitter’s garbage fire #daddydiscourse drama.)

I’ve been following the artist on twitter, anxiously awaiting when t-shirts will be available for this. I must wear it on November 8.

You did the right thing, as awful as you may feel. Don’t apologize for it later, and every time he tries to revisit this in the future, end the conversation.

Made a kale potato soup that was pretty easy. Threw an egg into my hot bowl for more protein, and a splash of olive oil and greek yogurt. Yum

Depending on their age, they might be able to handle this themselves. Not talking about babies or toddlers, of course. However, once they can dress themselves on their own, I think having to take the first steps to tidy up isn’t too much to ask. Sarah Silverman wrote about stoically changing her clothes/sheets on her…

If you can afford it, I think a night nanny is a great use of income. As long as the nanny maintains a kind boundary and routine about where and when the kids sleep, and determines when they really do need something. And new parents get a full night sleep. Good for the kids, good for everyone.

I dunno, a part of me wonders if that’s five star top of the line heartstring pulling manipulation. I’m not a mom though, so I’m more immune, I suppose (or blackhearted...but nah, not really). I’ve been a nanny and teacher. If at that age she really believes her mom has truly abandoned her, that might be something to…

I hear the fire concern, but if a parent is weary from months or ghads, years of sleep debt, I imagine all the other things that could go wrong.

I’m not usually much of a violent person, but I’m ok with this.

I don’t get the desire to punch baby creatures, but to consume them....unharmed though. Some weird cross wiring of predatory and maternal instincts. I see them and I just want to maaarghm them up whole in a single swallow. They’ll be nice and warm and safe inside.  

I know your pain. Even though it didn’t fit the category exactly, I just posted about a dog that rolled in and ate a carcass, only to vomit it up again and I had to clean it. Forgot to add I vomited myself in the process. I can never forget that smell.

Ok, I have a gross story too specific for this category, but it is so foul I can’t think of anywhere else to purge (pun intended) it.

You truly are a knight. Bless you.

Thank you for posting this. Sooooo satisfying.

No problem(s).

I started to play and no, I can’t even....the montage setting him up as a celebrity...and turned it off. I hope he gets a well timed and placed powerful punch that fucks him up for a hospital stay with enough lasting damage that not only that he wouldn’t attempt this again, he couldn’t physically be able to carry it…

I just read in yahoo news about a harried mom whose 3 year old girl was unbuckling herself in the car while they were on the road. (Recently there was another parent and 3 year old who had the same unbuckling problem and the kid was killed during what would have been a survivable accident, which just underscores the…

no but it makes you a “Brad Parent”