No, she sent her poor husband to return them! Now, whenever my sister-in-law offers to host a holiday, we remind her to hide the steak knives.

The finest Christmas memory was several years ago, while eating a delicious dinner, my batshit crazy sister accused my sister-in-law of stealing her steak knives. She went around the table and took all of the knives back and stormed out of there.

My 14 year-old nephew is autistic and completely obsessed with candles. That said, my sister never ever EVER lets him go in to the Yankee Candle store as she fears he will break them all and never leave.

Oh, I payed taxes on it. I was 23 and completely clueless. In the 2 months after this until I left the company, I used the company gratis forms we utilized to write off store merchandise and gifted myself and my family with skincare and makeup that kept me in the good stuff for several years. I still have the gold…

As much outdoor exercise as you can. I can decompress and forget most of my worries by walking my dogs. I have an old school ipod with my favorite mixes and the combo of fresh air, wagging tails, and good tunes always resets me. I try walking them twice a day for 3 miles a time and it really helps with sleep and to…

I raise your blind sea lion with the love story of two chickens rescued from a processing plant that found love on a farm: Mr. & Mrs. Mayflower. Squeeeeeee!!!

This is easy- My first real job out of college was an account executive for a major cosmetic giant. I got promoted to a larger account and was told my boss would *challenge* me. She was a religious fanatic and a complete fuckface asshole that used her Catholic faith to belittle, demean, and insult everyone she worked…

Same! I love easy fun reads and will switch them up with some historical fiction or an autobiography of someone I admire and will be reading Becoming when I can get it from the library.

Bowling Green Massacre survivor here. Take your Alternative Facts Kellyanne and go smock them in your pipe.

That’s the thing- I wasn’t asked, it was assumed I wouldn’t go. I wasn’t given top clients that wanted to go there for “meetings”. I’ve been to titty bars. I’ve been to cigar bars (with clients). I’ve been to cat bars (not with clients...but holyshit that would be my dream job if this was where we met!).

Yes, there is! I was just sharing the additional crap I experienced. I know my male counterparts made more money, too. They were given the top clients because they supposedly had more time to focus on them (take them golfing, titty bars, etc.) and got rewarded with bigger bonuses. So so glad I got out.

There is a motherhood penalty- not just financially. When I went back to work after my first child, I was hell bent on not being a statistic and focused on my career. Yet everyone who asked to see baby pictures wanted to know if I missed my baby (didn’t ask the fathers this) and when I got pregnant with my second, the…

I raise chickens for their eggs. I call myself a chicken tender. I feed these yummy free range eggs to my feminist daughters or back to my chickens. 

I would possibly go to her nightclub if it was named Fetch.

All of the stars for this gem. I miss him. He was so amazingly talented. 

Yes! Fuck that noise.

No worries. Just trying to pass on parenting experiences (as a parent of teens now) that I thought would be helpful. Best of luck to you. 

Agreed. I guess the point I was trying to make is that you cannot control what other parents/kids do or say, only how you (and your boy) react to it.

She is an eggcellent human. Most definitely an old soul and protector of all creatures great and small. It’s hard to say no to “Chickens are more spirit animal.”What kid says that?! Mine🐓❤