Me too, but either way, compost and toilets...man, I'm not sure if I'd ever wear either ring again.

Well, someone had to outdo the 35 years in a toilet story. Voila!

Honestly, I don't understand how it could stay in the actual toilet for that long and not get flushed down the pipes. I've never known a whole lot about plumbing. But only GOD knows what kind of grossness has flushed by it for all those years.

Apparently it looks as shiny now as it did when he bought it for her. It was a white gold ring, and I know that mine has held up to some pretty devastating shit and mine is vintage.

In the original story from my local paper, it says he cleaned it off with paint thinner. I guess that's one way to get it clean after 36 years in a toilet.

Me First and the Gimme Gimmes covered it, if you're into pop-punk, and it's almost as amazing with Spike Slawson on vocals. :)

My birthday IS November 14th. It was my due date and that's when I decided to make my appearance. A bit squicked out that 9 months to the day is Valentine's day. C'mon parents, couldn't you have been more original?

My oldest Parisian baby was born on September 11th, and about a week overdue as well. I'm fairly sure that the first time my mister and I had sex I got pregnant. So that would have been about...Thanksgiving for me.

I don't have any boys, but my girls LOVED their Big Wheels. The two older girls are "too big" for theirs anymore, but my youngest still terrorizes the neighborhood with hers. Seriously, watch your shins. My girls made off like bandits as well - Mr. parisian couldn't stop buying them stuff. It was disgusting.

I still have two scars on my face from when I was about two. I fell face first out of mine when my mom was taking me over a curb. Yep, screw those rules about the streets or near cars. Then I moved to a town in which I lived on a dirt road - my Radio Flyer fell into disuse. I think my parents still have it, the rusty…

It's unfortunate. Too bad bubble wrap is not a flotation device, we could all wrap our children and send them out to sea in their plastic Radio Flyers. Speaking of which, when did they become non-metal? Were the metal ones just law suits with wheels?

Oh believe me, I have three darling daughters aged five and under - I understand the reasoning behind nearly every single one of the places you aren't allowed because all of the possibilities flash before my eyes before they play with any toy. It's a disgustingly scary place out there, I wonder how my mom did it…

I don't think it was the wagon that flipped, I think it may have been the mother that "flipped", although tripped and fell is probably a more likely term.

So, where exactly ARE you allowed to used this wagon? In a nicely carpeted living room?

This year, my daughters (I have three; 5, 4, and 2) asked for jewelry, clothes, and, in this order from oldest to youngest, a train, a race car, and an airplane. Of course, there were baby dolls on a list, but that was for the daughter that tends to mommy the other two (the middle). I felt so proud. And daddy, who is…

During the horrible 100 degree Montana summers, I would hang out in the theater or at Walmart all day in order to not melt me and utero-parisian. The one winter baby I had, I thought everyone that said that the 20 below wind chill was too cold was crazy. I thought it was refreshing!

I may have been reading too much into it, but that didn't seem like a loving glance.

Oh maverick. I do not think that word means what she thinks it means. Of course, MOST of what she says I do not think she knows what she thinks it means.

Who is to say they didn't own an iPhone prior to becoming poor? I own an iPhone and fall WAY below the federal poverty level. Know why? Because I moved to a larger city with an obviously higher rate of cost of living, have three children, and took a pay cut when I moved here. But I've had my phone since I was making…

I dunno, the look Anita gave her husband when he pounced on her there at the end didn't show much "like", it was more of a "ok, I'm done making your commercial now, get the hell out of here."