This has been a day. It is officially better. :)

When it comes to food, my husband and I have really different tastes. We've learned to compromise since neither of wants to pay for eating out constantly, but when he goes on business trips I admit I indulge in cereal for nearly every meal he's away.

To be honest, I'd have cheered my son's pediatrician on had she gotten her hair dyed lilac, or any other color potentially made by Crayola. Talk about fun for the kids! :)

These people wearing long sleeved denim shirts and blue jeans must be living in a substantially cooler place than where I'm living. All I want to do in August is dump ice water on myself and sit on the AC vent with my dog.

Oh gods, just no words for how horrible this is. Craigslist scares the hell out of me.

Same, I finally had around two feet of my hair taken off because I was sick to death of putting it up or trying to keep in a pony tail that would fall after an hour or two anyway. I always had to use those giant bobby pins, too. Ugh.

Guys, guys? People with dicks who like to date other people? Guess what? Unrequested dick pics are not welcome. This one should be a no brainer.

A pony tail or pig tails so tight my eyes would water. For special occasions she'd put my hair in sponge rollers and do a terrifying Shirley Temple thing with my hair that would have to be put up by the end of the day because my hair refuses to accept curl of any kind. I'm in my forties and my scalp still hurts to…

Oh, attachment parenting, so many, "What the hell am I thinking doing this," memories. My pregnancy was horrible. I spent a lot of time on an IV for dehydration because I couldn't stop puking and had to be on Zofran for the entire thing. Even with the drug I'd still vomit now and then. Then came back labor, a…

That's basically the thought that went into building the home where we are in now. It was built in the late 40s or early 50s. We are slowly but surely gutting the place and adding insulation as we go along.

We live in what was a swamp and much of the area is still swampland. Summer averages are 95 plus, often in the 100's, and the humidity is wicked hell on people. Unfortunately, air conditioning is a necessity here. Once the temperature gets to three digits we do have to keep the ac around 80 or it just doesn't stop…

My brain has been in a fog since this happened. It's so horrible to process all of it. My heart goes out to the families and friends of those who died on the flight. The sadness I feel is a drop in a bucket by comparison, and I can only hope those who'e lost a loved one have good support systems during this time. …

I really like the coconut milk. It doesn't have an aftertaste like some of the other milk substitutes do, but I do love ice cold milk on my cereal.

If you like all the yummy flavors the French press preserves, including the bitter tang, stick with it. Pour-over and cold brew do away with the bitterness almost entirely, but I really like the complexity to coffee I get from my French press.

Lol, I feel his annoyance! We have three kitties. One sleeps on my hip, and he's a pretty big kitty at 22 pounds. The other two chase feet off and on all night.

"made me want to drag my broken body to the Brooklyn bridge and throw it off the edge in front of some German children."

Admittedly, I know nothing of nightclubs, but this made me laugh until I nearly peed myself. I just want to know why German children? Still giggling over it, though.

Oh, this is awesome! I totally dump the cats on my husband at night when they start driving me crazy, and then I pretend I'm still sleeping. Our dog prefers the sanity of sleeping solo on the couch.

Oh, this is ridiculously funny. You've made my cat mad at me because I woke him up with my laughing.

When my son and I went with my parents to DW, we ended up driving to Florida. Anyway, we'd drive to the parks and take the trams. There was never a day riding too or from a park some fool didn't stick his/her head out the side of the tram trying to get a better view. The drivers would slow to a stop, remind…

Wow, that is terrifying. Thank gods the prefect believed you!