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I am a clean bed obsessive. This definitely is OK!

I've been hearing about cars for three decades. It does not get less boring.

You're right. Disney leeched all of the conniving and planning that is the hallmark of her personality in the original story. They also ruined Snow White and Sleeping Beauty.

Well, I'm sending you good vibes. And remember, you never know what life holds in store. I'm old, and still constantly surprised by life.

I live in an area with really nice manufactured home developments. I'm dead serious. I've found that people who use the term "trailer trash" about people who live in manufactured homes are just ignorant fools.

Well stated.

It's like you burrowed into my brain on this! I pretty much totally agree with you.

By your definition, I am rich, but I swear, I do not feel that way.
It's all so confusing!

You young'uns don't know this, but the jumpsuit was very flattering to us big butt girls back on the day. But the bathroom stuff? Not so good.

I believe he really doesn't get the things the rest of us know. Maybe "motivation" is a bad word choice. I tripped over it myself.

I have learned, as a college teacher, that affluence is a relative thing. I have no idea what "rich" is to most people. No one in my family has ever had college debt, yet none of us thinks of his or herself as "rich."

Aww. Shucks.

Disney princesses do indeed all have the same personality: tiresome spitfire.

I see. Well, sadly, you are correct about the politics. I wish you weren't!

There are millions of Christians in the US. Nowhere near all of them believe in the rapture.
Most mainline Protestants don't. Nor do Catholics.

I married my husband a couple of months after I met him. We've been very happy for 30 years. Some people just know.

As I noted elsewhere, people who get pregnant accidentally are very severely judged as irresponsible idiots.

I am so sorry that people struggle with infertility. It seems like it's incredibly painful and frustrating.

I really was terrible during the worst if it. Angry, weepy, sometimes downright mean. I felt like everything was wrong and would never be OK. Then, each month got just a bit better. I began to relish life again. Joy in small things, which had utterly left me, returned.

I live in a small town in the Midwest. He's a lovely young guy who knew I was in trouble but sensed I did not need a shrink, just sympathy and a little bit of pharma!