When we moved into our sixty year old house, we knew there was some kind of back story no one was willing to share with us. Maybe it was the weird lock on the outside of the nursery door (at closing the seller acknowledged it as “the baby’s room”), or maybe it was that the neighbors would only say of the previous…

Yes. It's clearly a red herring. Only his head deserves to serve as a fedora platform.

And then he nodded, satisfied with his list and convinced that he had hit the basic deal-breakers. Then he put on his fedora, went online, and complained that no women ever want to date such a nice guy like him.

Will you accept gushing fangirl praise? Your characters are so refreshing, and, as a former Philly resident, I feel your books are like love letters to my favorite city. Is there any one book in particular you'd like to see optioned for a tv series or movie?

I'm not sure what NY's 9th/10th grade world history standards are, so I could be wrong. I remember 2nd grade cursive, too!

I guess we'll just have to disagree on this one.

To be fair—at least in my state the world history course in 9th grade covers 1450-present day—ancient Egypt is taught in the middle schools.

...What possible justification could they give for getting rid of Olaudah Equiano?

They don't necessarily have had to shaped the entire world for them to be worth mentioning. There were plenty of women who were involved in the anti-Apartheid movement who are worth a mention. There is usually little time in the curriculum for current politicians, but there are a number of influential women in…

Ha, I just logged on to say how much I am loving her dress. I consistently covet her clothing.

Haha, well, eventually I met Mr. EleanorAquitaine thought it was sexy enough to marry me. And high five to a fellow teacher!

Did your screwdriver look like this? I can understand their concern...

Have them talk to my grandmother, who likes to bring up that my great-grandparents were second cousins. Nothing says "great girlfriend/partner" like some ancestral mild incest.

Kinja, why can't I figure you out. I don't know why you left out bits of my text.

That kind of thing makes me so angry. I saw a doctor once who looked at my weight and began an immediate, intense lecture on how I need to start eating right and working out. I explained that I ran 4 days a week, don't eat any processed foods, etc. He ignored me and started talking about how I was going to be…

I am overweight despite my best efforts so the machine has plenty of opportunities to shame me. Blood tests show that all the hormones that regulate metabolism are on the low-normal side for me, but blood pressure/everything else are super on point. BMI is a crapshoot.

Yep—even if I'm eating right, working out, feeling good, as soon as I see that number I freak out. I don't let the nurses tell me my weight at the doctor's unless they want to tell me it's down from last time, but even then I don't want to know by how much.

Ugh yes, and why does it have such a depressing "womp womp" tone, with the little "That's obese!" gasp. Come on wii fit.

I used to teach in a large urban school district. I had a few conversations that went like this:

I hear you about the nonsense from random passersby when you're trying to work out. It sucks that the cheapest places/methods for working out (running outdoors, biking, etc) put one in a position to receive flack from haters. I used to live in a major city and ran through my neighborhood. If I had a dollar for…