Yes, she is. I can't stand her anyway, but her bad acting just makes it worse.

Hee! Vintage Vinyl, all the time. :-)

That's what I was thinking.

I just turned 38; graduated in 1991.

Ahh, Chaminade. I knew a few Chaminade guys. :-) But being a sheltered (sort of) West County kid, the furthest away most of my pals were was Webster, though I had a Ladue contingent as well. I worked at Des Peres 4 in high school (the theatre; it's not a 4 anymore, sigh), so got to know a bunch of people from all over…

Aaaw! I grew up in St. Louis; how I miss that city. It's a fantastic place.

Oh, we find stuff, but...in general, I wish he wouldn't call, at least not so much. Yay, he loves me and wants to talk to me and all, but I dislike the phone in general, and I'm busy doing my own thing, and I hate feeling like a bitch when I try to ask him not to call me so much during the day. It's not even that he…

Which is my point, when my husband insists on calling me from work to chat. Uh, honey...we live in the same house, it's not like we won't be able to catch up later.

AHAHAHAHAHA!! #cotd

OMGYES. I love you. Totally hearted.

I didn't say they "always" were/are. I said that in my marriage and in every marriage I know with a SAHP, there aren't issues like that. I don't think it has anything to do with having a "feminist" marriage. I wasn't/am not in a "feminist" marriage. Just a happy one, where both people acknowledge the value of the…

YES.

Okay, well, no harm no foul; you clarified and your clarifications didn't show up, so no worries. I do find it a little...well, sad, that you describe yourself as "hostile" to the idea of SAHMs; your mom didn't want to do it, and that's fine, but I'm not sure why other people's choices should make you "hostile."

And I heartily agree. I'm a professional novelist now, but I still consider myself a SAHM, because I am. I do the cooking and take care of the girls, I get them to school and pick them up, I handle all of that stuff. My husband does more around the house than he used to because of my work, but in general I fit mine in…

Spellcheck wouldn't have caught those grammar errors, though. "Your" and "you're" were spelled correctly, just used incorrectly.

"I don't think I'm alone in wishing that I could just eat pretty well most of the time, and exercise reasonably, and lose weight."

"I am moving in quickly on 42, so I have a few years to reach my unhappiness potential."

Thanks! Glad it wasn't just me.

I worked at a taco place on South Beach (Miami) about fifteen years ago; you ordered (from me) at the counter, and I took your money and gave you your food, basically. Not quite fast food, but all the ingredients were ready. (If you've ever spent time on the Beach you probably know the place.)

Like a kindergartner on Valentine's Day.