Not really sweet... If you just took a sip of, say, a Chianti or something and then Red Velvet, you'd think, whoa, this is sweet... But it's just got more fruit and less tannin than a lot of reds out there. I think of it as a cable-knit sweater type of wine — makes me want to sink in and be all warm and cozy.

Seconded on the Red Velvet! It's a good OMG-what-a-day-from-hell wine... and pink wine can be awesome if you avoid the sweet ones. It's a paradox: sweet wine can be good, pink wine can be good, but sweet and pink? I've never tried one I didn't want to pour into the nearest potted plant.

...but cuter ;) (Sorry, I"m biased in favor of furkids!)

I've said this before, but it bears repeating: This isn't about the bebehs at all. This is about punishing women for being sexually active outside the (gasp, clutch pearls) in-the-dark-missionary-only bounds of holy opposite-sex matrimony. There isn't any concern from the pro-life camp about women's health because…

Aw, I should sign up to follow her... I had a nine-year-old ferret I just had to put down a couple of weeks ago, so I'm lacking in the "little fuzzy face making me smile" department.

I say bundle cooking (and maybe basic sewing and/or some other life skills) in with financial education. My dad was an accountant and proud cheapskate; otherwise, I doubt I would have learned how to budget, what compound interest was (and why it meant you could buy something today and still be paying for it years…

I find that people resort to shouting when they have nothing more substantive to say. Using all caps doesn't make your blanket generalization either accurate or less offensive.

Condescending to me doesn't advance your argument, and your personal experiences don't give you a free pass to make blanket generalizations. The plural of anecdote is not data; your anecdotes don't give you any more grounds for your bias than I would have the right to make generalizations about African-Americans…

Just for the sake of argument, let's switch your statement around a little: "It's generally well-known that Jews aren't too fond of brown people." Or, "It's generally well-known that homosexuals aren't too fond of brown people." Or, "It's generally well-known that feminists aren't too fond of brown people." If you…

That sounds fair, because cheating isn't about sex so much as it's about honesty (or lack thereof). Which is why people in a nonmonogamous relationship can still cheat/be cheated on...

I also LOVE Nailtiques... I used to like Tend Skin, but it can really irritate freshly shaved/waxed skin. The stuff I use now and greatly prefer is No Bump... similar price as Tend Skin but it's much gentler without being any less effective at preventing ingrowns.

I'm still worried enterprising ID thieves could find a way to profit from this.

I'm also uncomfortable with this because, although I see what the Fed was aiming for here, it does have the potential to trap women in abusive relationships. But keep the following in mind: If I formerly had a job and then quit to raise a kid/alpacas/whatever, the credit card companies don't cancel me outright; I'm…

I love when animals play against type. My 100-lb Doberman found a 12-hour-old abandoned kitten in the park, and protected it until I went over to see why he wasn't coming when I called him. He looked so proud of himself, too.

A couple of cocktail-party-specific thoughts:

Mr. IvyLeague and I throw a few good-sized (25+ people) bashes a year. Here are some things I've learned over the years:

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Thanks for the comment. The tone of this article really rubbed me the wrong way, too.

Just gave my Dobe a squeeze. (Aww, sopping tennis ball... thank you, big guy!)

Cool... Can I bunk with you when the reanimated show up, then? My Doberman is kind of a wussie, and I suspect my ferret would sell me out for a Corn Pop.