I confessed on another post that Michael Cohen is totally the type I would be dtf if I was single. I have a type, and it’s douch-y.

I’ve met a guy or two with really small dicks in my younger years. I would never name them or say anything to them about it, but it definitely impacted how they viewed themselves. (I did not marry either one of them, for reasons completely unrelated to their penis.)

Also an excellent motto.

Ha, fortunately I’m married to a handsome, bearded silver fox with morals and ethics. Because before him, my type was mostly “douchebag.”

I’m low on tequila. And need to get my anxiety meds refilled. Antacids are like breath mints at this point. 🤷🏻‍♀️

I’m embarrassed to admit that I find Michael Cohen appealing. Like, I wouldn’t because of everything we know, but if I was single and in a bar, he’s exactly the type of douche I’d be dtf.

I am very tired is my new catchphrase.

I HATE being this asshole, but there’s a major difference between alluding and eluding. Alluding is referencing, eluding is avoiding.

Ombré sparkles for spring! Itwas supposed to go with a new haircut, but long story short, I lost 8-10 inches and didn’t get ombré color. (It was horrific, going to practically require therapy to go back to a salon.)

Ignore the resigned expressions. They’re both spoiled as fuck.!

It’s a sad part of the income gap here-the gap between secure and insecure. If I lost my job tomorrow I would most likely have a substantial package, friends and contacts who would land me a comparable job quickly, and plenty of money in savings to cover any bills my husband’s income couldn’t pay. Many people I know…

That’s all we call them in my house.

A glitch in the Matrix is all I got.

Sigh. Fair enough. You know the deal.

Oh, it’s a fantastic comment, and earned its stars. My brain is just a little mushy.

I spent an hour writing a complicated formula for a compensation model today. I did NOT deserve that.

Wow, this was such a thoughtful and informative comment. I don’t know that I’ve said that in six months without the /s to go with it.

Is 5’7” under the limit for most women? Interesting-my friends and I have honestly never discussed this, and our husbands are a variety of heights. We talk about everything (even weird and gross stuff) so I’m kind of surprised this never came up over wine if it’s a thing.

I agree with everything you’ve said here. No one makes their bed in our house, but there’s a whole bunch of other rules for structure and order. The Toddler-in-Chief could use some of that himself.

Oh, man, I totally agree.