Respectfully, as the kind of person with severe allergies, this is the kind of precaution we have to take for ourselves, because the rest of the world isn't going to stop for us. Sometimes, it is unfair. And you're right- airlines should be more involved in ensuring the health and safety of even those of us in extreme…

As someone with a crapload of allergies (including to cigarette/pot smoke, which makes life really difficult) and cats, I will say that I'm sympathetic, but when we moved across country, we really had no other recourse. We couldn't put the cats in the cargo hold or drive because of some of their health issues, and…

Is it good?

That IKEA is furniture Disneyland.

This. My friends laugh at how I eat wings with a fork. :(

My parents' car must have been super allergic, because we had to replace it twice in fifteen years. My dad was driving it pretty much 98 percent of the time, but even that two percent...it's a risk, man.

Um- what? I expect them to upsell the stupid air filters (which my husband ALWAYS falls for), but a whole new car? Just no.

The calculator. Your mother is a stone cold badass.

Fun fact: clutches are allergic to ladyparts.

Screw that. If making a sale is anywhere near that dude's wishlist, he has to drop that line. I'm seriously hoping that's never worked on anyone.

My husband is a giant chicken. To be fair, so am I. But anytime he's told to make an executive decision, he makes a deal of "turning it over to the other executive" and looking at me. And usually, as a two-person executive panel, we make an executive decision to walk the hell away from that salesperson.

Abortion is illegal in Thailand except in cases where medically necessary to save the mother's life or in the case of sexual assault. Essentially, this couple demanded that she break her country's law and her own bodily ethics. Not clean cut at all.

I am firmly in the same boat as your husband (though maybe a different deck- I will eat maybe ten sorts of things), and like many on the spectrum, I have an extreme difficulty with the texture of my food. I was permanently branded picky as a child, and I never thought that was fair. It's hardly my fault if refried…

Target! They're workhorses, too, these pairs. It took a good long time before they started to wear out.

When my grandmother was a little girl during the Great Depression, apparently talking dolls were The Thing to Have, but they were too poor. So when I came along, she was determined that I should have one. Enter Myrtle, a baby doll who, when squeezed, would giggle, "Ha ha ha HA, mama!" Three year old me was cool with…

I wish there were a way to recommend posts more than once. All the stars. All the stars to you.

"Aww, it's so cute and little!" or "hmm, you should probably have that looked at"' or, "Congratulations, it's a boy."

Agreed- balance is the best strategy. Listening to and understanding your kid is really, really vital, which is something that I feel like is missing from Miss Perfect Nanny of HuffPo fame's accept no dissent attitude.

It gets to me sometimes when I hear parents begging out of actually discussing things with their kids by saying, "I'm your mother/father, not your friend." Maybe not, but you're still setting a pretty poor example of a standard of behavior even if you're operating on a superior/subordinate level of understanding.…

Man, they were confusing. They were all about letting us find our own way, but if we bumped up against the sometimes invisible rules....whew. I'm all for setting clearly defined expectations ("please, thank you", "we don't hit people"- they did these abundantly well), but I'm also for explaining why, which they rarely…