We (me and my preteen sons) moved from NE Indiana to Georgia. The last winter there we had-50 degree wind chills. And, I was done. Now, we’re in GA, and my kids winter coats are fleece-lined hoodies. They MIGHT put on gloves if they will be out for hours. Shoes are generally debatable. I insist when it’s under 50.…

Target actually had a really cute Harley Quinn Costume. Short shorts, but not booty shorts, leggings. Definitely recognizable, but, also good for a 12 yr old (or anyone in a cold climate lol).

I am the only me. I am on my 4th last name, and still...there was one other person with my name+first last name, but it is a guy and he was born in 1908, so we didn’t exist at the same time.

This only works well sometimes. Were my husband and I to do this, When DiscoPigeons Super married Mr Babcock we would become the SuperCock family. Which, amused him to no end, but I eventually I said no.

Born with one last name (one of the 3 most common last names in the US). Mom got married, dad adopted me. Got hard to spell and pronounce last name, along with an abusive father. Couldn’t wait to get out. Married first guy who asked me, took his last name to separate from dad. Last name, something like “Super”. Ok,…

Oh, hang on, I know the answer to this...”being fat is fine, whatever. I’m just saying, if you are going to be on the cover of SPORTS illustrated, then it should look like you do a sport. You shouldn’t be a fat girl.”

I don’t get it either. 2 yrs ago, my husband and I had 2 kids, no dog, a nice little house, he had a great job, in a very affordable, family-friendly city. Things were awesome. Except for this weird leg pain I had that came and went. The kids found a run away dog who lived with us for a whole 6 hrs before we tracked…

I also tried Plan B, after a really bad fuck up. It didn’t work. Though, I don’t know why I was surprised, medication is ALWAYS weird for me.

Oh good, I thought it was just me who that worked for.

My grandfather has resting bitch face, and passed it down to many of my family members. I definitely have it. I have had 2 husbands, both of them have sworn from day one my grandpa hated them. The first one he really did hate. (I eventually felt the same) and the second he’s loved from day one. (Again, I felt the same…

Especially when they are surprise twins.

Are you me? I had my wisdom teeth pulled, I came to while they were working on the last one, felt/heard it shatter, then got to sit there crying while they dug around in my jaw for all the bits. I asked for more medicine and they said they couldn’t give me anymore.

I have so many questions...how do you know it’s on? Or off? Is there a light? Does it click? How much pressure does it take to flip it? I can just picture a guy in tight jeans after a drive on a bumpy back road having NO IDEA if he can make a baby or not that night. Wouldn’t that really hurt if it gets smashed? What…

Me too!

We moved to GA (from up North) a few months ago. I have complained about the rain, while definitely enjoying the temperatures. Shorts on Christmas? Yes please. But, the husband, who has lived here before, keeps insisting this is a weird winter. And, now we might get freezing rain next week. Ah...there is the winter I…

I was obsessed with this catalogue at my Grandma’s growing up, because I knew I was NEVER going to find anything in a souvenir store with my name on it, so, I was going to have my Barbie case, with my name proudly on it. Take that, Amanda, Jenna, and Ashley with your stupid pencils and keychains.

That is twice recently I’ve seen something about the Little Drummer Boy after not thinking about it for decades. I don’t remember the story, just that it made 5 yr old me cry.

I grew up in a family of 10, with 18 aunts and uncles. My family, not real big on condoms, OR abstinence (after marriage, of course). My husband was given almost no info, but was told pretty much that all women were just sitting around waiting to accuse him of rape because he smiled at them, OR were just waiting for…

The pro-choicers hear this and say “This is terrible, what can we do?”

I got pregnant once. I already had two kids and the timing and the circumstances were horrible. I took plan B and still the pregnancy test came back positive. So, I called my best friend, P, of 20 years and told her the whole story through tears and she asked “Well, what are you gonna do?” I said, “I can’t do this, I…