I'm impressed she only has two servings of something she loves every day. Nice going, Blake :) Frankly, I just ate a baked potato leftover from last night, cold, sliced into discs and every piece covered in butter.

For some people it's 35, for others it's 40. My SIL was 50 before she got hit. We're all different, kitkat :)

Forty hit me like a ton of bricks.

Awesome. Thank you, Rooo!

I wish I knew. My mom and dad were both really fit when I was young. I was adopted at birth, and I think they were really disappointed when it became clear I was a fat kid with glasses, no friends, an over-sensitive heart who cried at everything and only wanted to read. I didn't fit into their model of what they saw…

My Dad's 'affectionate' nickname for me as a kid was 'Chubsy'. He monitored my food, embarassed me in front of company, had my brother and sister in on the act, too. Oh, the fun we had! With him ridiculing a child and me stress-eating to compensate for the fact I was being bullied by my own dad.

I think he's part wolverine. Has the same cuddly disposition, so...

My dad is one of those freaks who always sleeps with a window open, dead of winter or not. It's not natural.

Oh, that does suck. For you we'll turn up the night heat.

Pfft. We're Canadian. A little cold is good for you! :) (That was my dad coming out of me just there)

And the sweet, sweet man candy. Don't hold back. You can tell us. Jezebel sent over some smokin' dude whose abs you can type on, right?

Awards Shows before time limits were THE BEST.

Congratulations, Burt. Excellent work.

You are right and she is wrong. There is no wiggle-room. Have a baby miniature donkey; you earned it.

Dracula: Captain of Industry; Environmental Visionary (Oil bad!) and Financial Pioneer as Developer of the Mutual Fund. Nobody is getting that coin out unless it is mutually agreed on.

I cheered. Hands in the air, my kid kicking a winning goal in the last second of his soccer game, cheer.

Tumbleweed Houses. Pour vous. Some you can hook up to your vehicles and drive away, to far-off other lands! (British Columbia?)

There are other options aside from 'modest' and 'slut'. Just because this particular family is choosing 'modesty' doesn't necessitate, automatically, everyone else is dressing slutty, and I see no indication Mrs. Duggar said as such.

For reasons I won't get into, a pair of neighborhood sisters lived with us for a few months when they were little.