Celebrate the fact that you’ve made it this far. Seriously, think back on everything you’ve had to overcome and celebrate your triumph over it.

Totally understand about the “used to be fat” girl thing. Dating (especially online dating, which I used to do and is how I met my husband) really brings that into focus too, because there are so many guys who will outright be like “no fattiez” but then they’d message ME (I’ve yo-yo’d a few times, so have been down…

I’m with you on all but #1. I keep Miss Jessie’s in my desk drawer at work for frizz emergencies.

Hot tea! I’m on week two of the worst cold ever, which included complete loss of voice earlier this week, so nothing else is doing it for me lately. I’m trying to get well enough for my awesome trip to the grand canyon on monday, at which there absolutely will be whisky, beer, and wine. So in the meantime, tea.

I’ve been loving these pumpkin sage muffins! I’ve been trying to keep away from the sugar, but LOVVVVE baked goods, so I’m so happy to find something I can actually eat on a regular basis. I also sometimes make them without the sage but with 1 tsp pumpkin pie spice, for something that tastes a little more…

People suck. Cats are better.

I’m really glad that you talked with her about it afterwards. I hope you were able to articulate where you were coming from and expand her thinking a little. It’s always a bit of a blow when the people we assume will be on our side turn out to be part of the problem in some way.

Hey, I’d totally sleep with dudes, but I just can’t find one that’s attractive! Or, you know, maybe you (who have pretty much unparalleled access to amazing swathes of humanity) just don’t find any dudes attractive, because you’re not actually all that attracted to dudes. This reads like a pseudo-intellectual…

Not only that, but that actor played the creepy best friend in the Time Traveler’s Wife. That guy’s just too good at playing the creepy dude.

If anything, I at least feel relieved that the 2nd kid wasn’t fully baked yet and didn’t have to be involved.

I am still dealing with PTSD stemming from an attack two years ago, and have had to explain to coworkers why I’ve reacted exceptionally poorly (read: jumping, yelling, tears, hyperventilation, flat out running from them) to well-meant contact. Telling people BLOWS, but I’m trying to be more open about it and just be…

I am also home sick after having spent a day working a craft fair not entirely successfully, so all I’m drinking is hot tea with honey. My in-laws are in town, but I just can’t handle people, I’m done. I would feel guilty about sending husband over to them by himself, but, sick, so I get a pass, right? Right????

I think I’d have an issue with Diva—having that name, I’m sure she got teased to high heaven as a kid. But also if you met an adult named Diva, I think most people would (incorrectly) assume it *was* their choice to change it to that, and judge her for it.

eh, my biggest takeaway when looking at plus-size models is that they aren’t going to have noticeable rolls or wobbly bits. They’re going to be the same proportions you’d see on say a victorias secret model, just scaled up a bit.

As a redhead, I’m just excited that my fav color is fashionable again. I now feel the need to go buy all of the dark green and black lingerie I can’t really afford.

yeah I’m inclined to give the daughter’s version of events some credit because Rosie has always reminded me a little of my mom, who was a very problematic parent. Also, speaking about your kid’s mental health issues in public doesn’t strike me as the height of great parenting, it strikes me as histrionics from someone…

I haven’t had a best friend since high school. Now I’m one of those people whose best friend is their partner, and I know all the things to be said against it and even hypothetically agree with them. But, I’m not that great at letting people in, and frankly the times I’ve tried have ended badly. People don’t seem to…

It’s so hard to know when you’ve crossed the line from “any reasonable person would consider that they might be the problem here” to “stop blaming yourself for other people’s issues.” I’ve never found a good way to tell the difference.

Thank you! One of my favorite things about wrap dresses is that I get to wrap the thing at my real waist instead of at where someone else has decided my waist is supposed to be. A faux-wrap dress with a seam in the middle is just useless.

Well that sounds AMAZINGLY reassuring! Seriously. Call it a month for the floors, 2 weeks for the kitchen, 1 week painting, 1 week landscape. I can do this.