UGH my dad has a pinky ring and you just informed me that it could be worse.

my man has mecklaces and macelets. Most of them are made of thread or something, no bling. and no moobs!!

As someone who is at this second suffering residual effects from both bulimia and binge-drinking (both past), I don’t like the term binge-watching. I don’t use it but I won’t raise hell about it because if nothing else, the less I think about that part of my life the better.

You are correct in saying that a lot of people don’t realize that’s part of it. I’ve been reading this cringing because when my first husband was diagnosed with OCD, after a while of things not being “right,” my thought was, no, that’s not right, you’re a jerk who ignores me and doesn’t even clean and pretends to have…

The Mrs.

LOL sometimes if I was bored and hadn’t been out in a while I would ask my brother if he could set me up with his friends and he would say absolutely not. Then I learned they had been asking him the same about me and same, hellllll no.

Lucky gal! I love him. He and Chris Jericho were the jumping off point for my pro wrestling fascination which lasted for several years.

I saw one of the most handsome men I’ve ever seen with a perfect samurai-type man bun on his head and he looked amazing. This was in 2006, so they weren’t everywhere. He was staying in the same beach hotel as my husband and I were and we were able to admire him from breakfast on, since it was a small town and we ended…

Isn’t that from a VC Andrews book? It’s from something we have both read

That made me gaaaaaag.... i almost want to lick my cat to get the concept of licking the baby in the pic out of my head

My parents had records by an a cappella group the Swingle Singers, from the 1960s. I think they’re still around in some incarnation. They might have used some minimal (acoustic) beats. My brother and I were driven mad by their bapadapadapadapada renditions of classical favorites on their LP Going Baroque. Their…

Rosebud frozen peas.... full of country goodness, and green pea-ness

Someone beat me to the song! I had that on a childhood record called Songs of Silly Nonsense

Right? I’ve had to not drink at various times for various reasons, and around the holidays I have to cover my glass. There’s one spunky old aunt of one of my friends who will spike ANYone’s drink, even when told why she shouldn’t.

LOVE

I have a good friend who teaches at a college here in south TX and she hears that shit every day. And the gun-toters x1000. Hang in there, the stories she tells me just about stuff she OVERhears would make me run screaming off campus.

I’m the same. I’d love to laugh in the face of any PUA-type efforts, but they’ve NEVER even tried me. I wouldn’t say I’m unattractive at all but like when I was younger I worked many places where I was the only young woman who wasn’t harassed by the resident creep. We didn’t have the term RBF in those simple times but…

a million stars

I managed to hold it in until Pinkham’s comment on the ice cream story. Of all things!

Or left the kid at home (is what the PL person would say)