Exactly. CZs or even lab diamonds are perfectly fine when you want some sparkle (or even *cough* bling *cough*) and no none is the wiser.

Even milder take: People do what makes them happy, and I don’t care what they do that makes them happy as long as it doesn’t affect me or other people in a negative way.

I don’t consider my ring a sign of ownership. He wears a god damn ring, too, so that knife cuts both ways, methinks. To me, like you said, it shows that we are committed to each other for the rest of our lives. (We’ve got damn near three decades under our belt, so there’s that.)

BTDT. My original wedding set was a very modest 1/3 carat (with a very big flaw you could see without a loupe) and a wrap with a few small diamonds because that’s what we could afford back in the day. No shit, his wedding band and my wedding wrap were bought with money we got from stripping leftover copper wire from…

Hey mock them all you want, but with a fresh blade, those vibrating leg razors whip off pubic hair like you wouldn’t believe! No rash!

I, too, love Roller Lash. Enough that the price doesn’t appall me. I have tried an incredible range of mascaras, from Dior down to Essence. Still looking for the holy grail, still having to apply the white thickener beneath any mascara I use if I don’t want to look like a newborn mouse.

I live next to a development where they have summer parties and Christmas parties. Now they’re organizing a Neighborhood Watch, and debate calling the cops if a car drives down the main road into the development after 11:00 p.m.

I dunno, that pink appliance looks perilously close to what some folks call “Millennial Pink” these days. Of course, it’s passé now.

They’re conveniently ignoring the fact that he cracked his 11 month old stepson’s skull and beat up his wife.

The logic is that he prevented the shooter from killing anyone else. Which I understand, but 26 people still died.

I’m a gun owner. Hear me out.

Replying to myself to note that both of us voted for Clinton. Trump is what finally tipped us over the edge.

The husband and I did, as well. After being Republicans for many years. This party has disintegrated and mutated and we’re just done. Only thing I’m pissed about is we’re literally 3/4 of a mile outside the radius that we could have voted for Danica.

I actually have a ready answer for that - I really do work from home!

I’ve found a distinct correlation between Debbies and shitty behavior, at least in my life.

I wear ballet slippers on the plane. It’s like socks, but with a leather sole. Works pretty well!

And people like me who would likely die before said pregnancy is finished, welp, that’s God’s will, too.

Here’s your star for being a fellow “I can only poop in my own home, and then only in a designated bathroom.” It sucks.

I think there should be a rule - there’s no such thing as TMI in a poop thread.

The Mister asked me last night what I was going to do when my birth control pills were outlawed.