It absolutely, positively can. People kept trying to theme my wedding for me... it’s a camp wedding, it’s a beer-themed wedding (wtf is that anyway), NO, it’s a wedding wedding. That’s all there needs to be. I’ll wear white, we’ll all drink too much and dance our asses off. The end.

yeah, I was in a co-ed (professional) fraternity in college, and remember one year that we lost a pledge at the last minute because he brought his pledge binder home for the holidays (no! bad pledge!) and his mom saw some of the songs. Frankly, she was totally right that when you thought about the lyrics a couple were…

What got to me was the people who felt entitled to a certain kind of experience/treatment. Parents who feel entitled to be honored in certain ways. Guests/family who feel entitled to have a say in the religious nature of the ceremony (really!) or lack thereof. People who feel entitled to monopolize the bride’s time…

Holy shit, one of my craziest memories is laying in bed trying to get to sleep while the neighbors are arguing. I’m getting increasingly nervous but my bf’s telling me it’s none of our business. Then I hear him go “Look! See what you make me do!” and I’m like oh no, this is in the danger zone. But before I can even…

For that reason I’d say that if nutrition is a big thing for you or if you’re mainly looking to establish good habits (someone to keep you accountable, point you in the right direction) then a health coach may be a better fit. I’ve been working with one for a couple of months to really overhaul my diet and help me…

Remember who the real enemy is—sugar.

I’ve found that I’m never more horrible towards other people than when I know it’s on some level my own damned fault.

I do this occasionally in order to have booze at a park or beach where it’s not allowed but totally common and socially appropriate. One of my favorite tricks is emptying out a bottle of pomegranate juice and replacing it with red wine. Plus I get pomegranate juice, which is delicious in its own right.

eh, I think it’s the people who lie about who they are to trick people into fucking them that are silly.

I wish I’d been doing something that would explain it. Alas I was just riding in the car beside my husband, wasn’t even doing the driving, and I just started getting randomly strong heartbeats occasionally. Seems like it’s resolved but I’m genuinely going to bring it up to my doctor at the next visit. On the other…

Could you manage if you gave yourself a budget for how much bread (or how much white bread at least) you ate in a week, or in a day? I love the carbs too, but especially have issues with sugar, and what’s worked for me is telling myself that I can absolutely have it—just that I can only have two desserts a week. It…

Oh jesus, literally just tonight I had irregular heartbeats and worked myself into a frenzy wondering if I was having a heart attack. And I totally told myself that I could take tomorrow off of hiking as a result, so I 100% understand. That heart thing really did freak me out though, but it’s been a while since I felt…

Unfortunately I can’t say that I’ve sustained that much loss. I’ve been a yo-yo all my life, but am currently working out a system that I’m really optimistic about. I bit the bullet and started seeing a health coach, and for the first time I’m losing weight really well (13 lbs in 2 months) without counting calories,…

I think because it’s Just. So. Hard. to find someone you’re that compatible with in the first place, that holding out for someone even more compatible seems unrealistic.

The size is what kills me. It makes me feel like someone’s decided my eyes are too feeble to read normal text anymore.

He is definitely still with baby mama.

yeah, I thought women’s bodies had a way of dealing with those things.

yeah, but that does mean you should consider buying your own drink. Or buying him one.

I think also the questioning of authority that goes along with bucking the religious trend. The atheists I know tend to root for the underdog, challenge the status quo, and just generally be willing to turn things upside down and inside out more readily.

I grew up half and half. Apparently I’ve been “introduced to god” (my mom’s church’s version of/substitute for baptism) as a Quaker, but my dad was an atheist and never shy about his lack of belief. Mom still occasionally gets upset that she didn’t succeed in raising a “good christian girl” but she seems proud of me…