Back in the 70s, my mother would lock my brother and I in the car for hours while she went shopping. Anyone from the Boston area who remembers the original Building 19 - yep, we were the sobbing kids in the semi-abandoned warehouse wasteland/Whitey Bulger's probably alternative dumping ground that was that store's…

That is heartening for those of us who want to improve our math skills.

Me too, Zoid.

In which Jeremy W. Peters of the NYT is below the frame, working hard on Rand Pauls' Peter.

TBH it seems like they deserve each other.

except for the shoveling.

I have that problem except chronically, although the intensity waxes and wanes randomly.

I worked in the industry for about a year, and I totally believe it.

I suggest delaying the push for about an hour or as long as you can manage. By that time, the positive feedback loop of consternation will have slowed down. And sometimes, you need to temporarily switch your mind to a different task just to clear your head.

ITA.

I, of many a red storm, had no idea what that meant until reading the comments.

What year is it again? I can't tell anymore.

Not every one can wear diva cups or even tampons, so please make sure you also donate some Barbie mattresses.

True.

"Also, raising children with manners helps. I can't recall my brother and I ever needing this much disaster preparedness."

No, she offered to send Aniston all of the photos of Jen and him that he apparently kept.

crazydaysand nights hints that they have been a clandestine couple for a long long time.

He's a keeper. (no snark)

Not spot on for distance, though.

Lange is Calvin Klein beautiful and Streep is Ralph Lauren beautiful.