gerbilsoutofexilefinally
gerbilsoutofexile
gerbilsoutofexilefinally

Forgive the lack of make-up. I’m a 53 year-old beach hippie.

This fivehead needs bangs. I’ve grown them out a few times, for trips where I knew I would be without electricity, but cut them back - yes, myself! - as soon as I got back. Love your bangs!

That would be difficult, because we share so many mutual friends, and that would mean complete social isolation for me. I do things with the other girls without her occasionally, though. We’re all planning a weekend getaway to my parents’ beach cottage next month, and it should be interesting to see if she joins us or

Whoa. He’s a heel, but she’s a horrible person and doesn’t deserve any friendship from you. People divorce; your friends are supposed to be your life raft, your support, your safe place. I’m so sorry this happened to you. Unfortunately, I’ve actually seen this happen numerous times; it’s not all that uncommon, as

I’ve been extremely supportive. Never judged her or her son; in fact, I spent a lot of time reassuring her that him coming home and going to community college was actually a good thing, especially for his finances, since he’s paying his own way. She kept saying that she should have known he was unhappy, she should

*Back at you.*

Oh, my sister and I have a complicated relationship. I’m 14 years older than her, and we always had a sister/mother/close friends relationship. Over the past seven years, she has stopped speaking to me numerous times, each time, without any reason given. Then she’ll pop up and want to reconnect and be besties again.

I’m in the middle of this right now. I don’t even know what happened. C and I have known each other for 40 years; we were best friends in high school, then went our separate ways, as kids do at that age, me to college, her to another city to take a job and escape a difficult home life. Three years ago, we reconnected,

I wasn’t allowed to leave the hospital until after I pooped (c-section.) The morning I was set to leave, I had the biggest poop of my life. Like, scary huge poop. Damn, was that satisfying, after months of constipation.

Thanks! My hair is my one conceit, and I still get a lot of compliments on it, but I can tell the difference when I pull it back, something I do frequently because of working out. Will get this tomorrow, and try my best to be patient!

Could you give me a recommendation for biotin? I’m post-menopausal, and have a thyroid disease, and have nails that are like paper and thinning hair that is absolutely driving me crazy. The nails I can deal, thanks to gels, but I want my pretty hair back, dammit!

Samesies. Been here since 2007. But I don’t comment enough to get noticed and bumped, and I don’t comment because I’m gray. It’s a vicious circle!

Ticks. So many ticks. While I was pregnant, I was living on an island that was full of deer and ticks, including deer ticks. Six months into the pregnancy, I get out of the shower and see a speck on my right boob. No worries, I think, I must have missed something when I washed! Hahaha, nope, it’s a damned deer tick.

Who doesn't?

Honey, Jen Garner MARRIED him.

When I first started here, you had to audition to comment. Then came the star thing. And then the tiers. And then kinja. And kinja.2. And a million sub blogs. And who knows what else. I’m sure something else is in the works, because what else do they have to do? A lot of great people, original long-time commenters,

It’s because his partner is always yelling out, “Oh, god!” Clearly, he takes that literally.

Blue is pretty common. Red is the most coveted, along with orange.

As a Virginian, I need to make sure this wasn’t me. Actually, I know it wasn’t, because we didn’t get arrested (the guy was a judge), but the guy whose BMW we defiled may have wished we did.

They also assumed that the women taking the quiz would all prefer to curl up with a man. I assure you, that is not true.