Wow. First of all I was having a real hard time with “taamahe blaxk”...I seriously thought it was a term like Latinx that I had not yet been made aware of. I was googling it furiously. lol

I’m not sure if this belongs here but in light of Linda Belcher’s win last night, I’d like to bring attention the fact that Cathy McMorris Rodgers is facing a tight re- election in WA 5th District.

I just need to vent about this idiotic idea of arming teachers as a solution. While I have tremendous sympathy to those victims and their families who might see this as at least giving them a fighting chance to survive, it’s wrongheaded in so many ways. A military style assault weapon, like the AR-15 is a designed to…

I give Sam Zeif SO MUCH credit for speaking up. It can be scary coming face to face with a person in such a powerful position and Sam did not waver. Instead of showering Trump with praise or listing a handful of platitudes like many others in the room, he actually gave a concrete example of successful gun control…

He will be missed by Christians and all religions.

“Ho ho! They’re sad because their friends are dead and nobody wants to do anything about it! Kids these days are so entitled, am I right?”

Who the fuck are we anymore?

The flat stomach circled photos are my favorite. If this is someone’s idea of a pregnant stomach, I must look about 14 months pregnant at all times.

I think the world is torn between people who want them together, and men who are strongly opposed to the idea on the off, off, OFF chance they have a shot with Tessa Virtue.

Oh god, muay thai looks like such fun, but I’d be nothing but bruises. I already whack myself on the shins with my bike pedals too damn much. I am also freaking impressed.

I am a sweat pig. I cannot work out without literally splashing everything within a radius of a foot or so. When I ride my bike, my nose runs and before I figured out snot rockets, it was really gross. As it is, I go for a ride and I’m sweaty, and there are goobers all over, and I get filthy with either dust or mud.

I mean, if you’re that composed and looking that perfect, then I don’t know how much you’re really working!

One week they’re eating tide pods, the next they’re having astute political thoughts and discussions. It’s an evolutionary leap.

I can’t tell you how much the actions of our nation’s teens these past few days have renewed my hope for the future. The kids are all right.

I remember when fashion leggings were relatively new and I, too, was in the “leggings aren’t pants” camp. Like you, I came to the position that what other people wear is none of my business.

Her comment about the yoga/barre/etc. classes was annoying. I’ve tried doing solo workouts with weights, treadmills, etc., but I get bored and inevitably wind up giving up. I need to be in a social environment. I started doing Crossfit about a year ago, and it was great! People were motivating each other, complaining…

Which is exactly why I switched to leggings. As a plus sized figure skater sharing ice with women in head to toe Lululemon, I want cute clothes too. I’m too old to still be hiding in high school PE clothes.

First off, what type of fucking fluff piece is this for The Times?? Okay, down to business. This comment of hers bugged me the most.

Sweatpants are freaking hot, man, I would never work out in them unless I wanted to turn my netherbits into some sort of boggy Cajun-y nightmare full of ghosts and nutria.

I don’t think we have these issues in the running community. I just wear whatever the fuck I want and if it shows my fat dimpled ass, tough shit.