We live in a city that has gorgeous views of the Canadian Rockies and every day I get a little bit of joy looking at them out my office window. (Okay, not today, it’s cloudy and raining) I try to share that with the kids when we’re driving around town and you can see the mountains over the horizon, I get all “Guys…

And yes, absolutely. I (as I have mentioned before) am a total neurotic worrier. I keep the kids buckled into their seats always (except for trips to the lav), I’m not saying that everyone has to do this (it’s not the legislation so do what you must to keep your smalls happy), but it is safest. I have worked flights…

I hear you. I have gotten flak from my post of “fear” but I really think of safety as paramount. My sister asked me what to do about flying with my niece and my first response was “Buy her a ticket and bring your car seat”. Same with a colleague. I know it’s expensive, and a hassle, and lots of kids probably would…

I get so mad at the asshats who yell at the kid behind them for knocking the seat. If it is such a problem, mention it nicely. NICELY. And if they are really little, mention it to the adult with them. NICELY. I’ve had more problems with adults who know better being completely rude in an enclosed space when they know…

I kind of feel bad, I am a neurotic former FA and I made a comment about unexpected turbulence. I am worst case scenario person, and having seen it ALL I worry. I don’t think I was mean about it though...

OMG, Did you see the thing about the boy in the suitcase they found in Spain?

My 8-yr-old daughter calls her “that boob lady” when the ads pop up on her games.

Hahaha! Not criticism at all! Admiration. your decidedly un-stoic approach to all your comments and especially the results of your overindulgence yesterday are most excellent.

I would never have guessed. /s

I have read about your hangover a few times already this morning and I have to say, you are doing life right.

I caught my first tube today, sir.

Preaching to the choir- we’re all “at work”, and I am sure that my HR job description doesn’t include “spend 8 hrs a day on Jezebel.com reading the comments and contributing to the online community.”

I heard that they were still hanging out (or hanging out again?) I think they would be the best divorced couple parents ever, like super chill and got along well.

Take that back. I watched the original in the theatres, and then 72 times after that on VHS and DVD and it was awesome then and it is awesome now and I wanted to quit my life and move to California and become a badass surfer/bank robber and I even went to Bell’s Beach in Australia where they filmed the Big Scene and…

Until recently I was a very strict carnivore/processed-carb-ivore. I have branched out in my old age and have accepted vegetables as a necessary part of my diet. So yeah, meat. (Although, let’s be honest, this is Pizza hut, so it’s playing fast and loose with the english language to call it “meat”)

I can go sans deodorant when my pits are clean shaven, no smell. I have let the hair just grow, and it starts to smell within half a day. Not pleasant for me! So it’s shave and be deodorant free or grow hair and roll on the smell stopper. :(

I’m gonna say it- it looks amazing and I want to eat it NOW. My two favorite terrible things - Pizza Hut Pizza (the terribleness is what makes it awesome) and Aussie Meat Pies.

But it seems that if they have a girl baby they are able to see the world as a whole human, but the mothers I have encountered that have 2 or 3 (or more) boys and no girls just don’t get it. They forget that those “hussies” and “gold diggers” and “sluts” are someone’s precious daughter as much as her boys are her…

I didn’t see any mocking of the body shape - the dress DOES look painful and ill-fitting.

I got Ruckus.