I keep my lawn just so I can yell at the neighborhood kids to get off of it.

Welcome aboard, good luck and don’t let these folks cow you; they will if you let them, but set that stiff upper lip and have at it.

Love the clip (I needed a laugh) and I think that guy must be married to the lady who complained that deer crossing signs needed to be moved because she kept hitting deer near them.

I make a “plant cocoon” without a cage by making a little “newspaper hat” a few layers (pages) thick and weighting its edges down with rocks, etc., (after the final cut back in fall). Seems to have worked fine for years for my roses in our cold Ohio winters.

My HR friends will tell you that about every industry, even the ones that there is no real reason to have drug testing for safety reasons, and they only do because the company gets a $ break on their WC insurance for testing.

Also, be willing to cool/terminate the relationship if they will not respect your boundaries. Some people will literally suck all of your emotional health and then send you into your own spiral by trying to help them. As hard as it is, you need to place yourself and your health first. Explain to them why, but if they…

For any age, in situations that are appropriate (sometimes it is not) a simple “Thank you” goes a long way. Too often people forget to say that, even to other adults. It also sets a very good example for children for manners.

As the mother of one, I sort of shrugged it off. Yes, both myself and my daughter would have died without my emergency C-sec, but you would be amazed at the “mom shaming” I got over it.

The washcloth works, especially a pretty one (my daughter had a “thing” for purple so I got some really fluffy purple ones and she was happy).

I found switching between glasses and contacts had similar issues. I couldn’t get depth right in contacts, but the glasses of the same prescription were fine. (I worked around this by closing one eye, but it is not a long term fix.)

When I got a new prescription, my biggest issue was with stairs. I had trouble judging the distance while going down a steep staircase (up wasn’t a problem). I ended up taking them off walking down stairs for a few days, to keep from falling. It was unnerving not being able to trust my eyes.

Under the header of “Blame Someone, Anyone Else” it is ok to invoke the ultimate higher powers name on this one..... “I guess we will have to tell Grandma.”

That provided a much needed laugh and reminded me of Jamiroquais Virtual Insanity video-Drunk Russian style.

I believe from personal observation (not 100%) that a grey who responds to the original comment in a thread (such as yourself in this case) can be seen and responded to, BUT, if someone responds to the non original commenter (such as myself in this case) that grey cannot be responded to (or sometimes seen). It was my…

I would like them to expand some of the questions, such as: #3 - Have the question include “attempts”, which is also very traumatic-even if you are lucky enough to get away. #6 Expand to “Or fight so violently in front of you that were terrified even though they did not separate/divorce (but should have)“, and, #7…

Did you even read the article? No where does it say MAN=BAD. Its not attacking men, and in fact is trying to help some men lead better lives by freeing them of incorrect notions forced on them not of their own choosing. Everyone should be able to grow to their highest human potential regardless of gender.

The one person who will have career issues over this is the HR person “who was in the room”. I would not give you 2 cents for their career after this.

You will soon reach a point where it will not bother you at all. You will just take care of it and move on and think nothing of it, and in fact, you will see other people cringe and think “WTF is their problem?”.

My dad was in the industry and I went into it early in my career. However, unknown to me until the day my dad passed away, I am here because he had a hot ‘55 Chevy and a cute 17 year old girl said, “Oh, nice car!”  That girl was my mom, so technically, I am made by Chevy.

I didn’t leave it, but I had to clean it up. My mom let my irresponsible sister borrow her car, and she left a rolled up, shit filled diaper under the seat. Mom didn’t drive very much, and by the time I went to take her to a medical appointment (she wanted me to drive her car to keep it charged), it had been in there…