My mom had me super early, and my dad, who is one of the most reserved people ever, went to the already scheduled shower and opened the presents. It was completely fine, and no one died of humiliation.

Yet another Barista here, weeping over the now confusing "Oh, you'd like chai? Would you like our Classic Chai or our Oprah Chai? Oh, yes, I would love to explain the difference to you" conversation that will inevitable ensue in 83% of chai conversations."

Also, have you gotten the "don't call it Dirty Oprah Chai"…

Yeah, my boyfriend (who's been a parent for more than a decade) was like, "I don't know if you're qualified to write a parenting book until you've proven that you've raised not-a-murderer."

OMG... I'm one of those people who flew to England to be there for the Royal Wedding (WHATEVER, y'all... I have family there so food and lodging was covered) and I just love her. I know it's wrong and there's a ton wrong with the monarchy structure, but I love me some Kate. Maybe it's because we're both Capricorns. …

I wonder if he goes to the same doctor, or did he have to Shop Around?

When mine snores, I pinch his nose gently so he can't breathe and wakes up with a start. Then I look over, rest my hands lovingly on his chest, and mutter, "Baby!?! What's wrong? Did you have a bad dream". I'm evil, clearly, but snoring is intolerable.

I remember one night literally hanging off the edge of the bed, trying to get away from Mr Cuddly, who kept scooting over in his sleep looking for me like a zombie.

This is me. My husband would happily sleep wrapped around me all night, but I just cannot do it. I move too much, I wake up frequently, I get burning hot then freezing cold, it's not cuddle-able. When he falls asleep snuggling me, I just lay there thinking "It's so hot. I can't move. How can he be asleep? Now we're…

I love my wife to an extent that ought to be weaponized. Unfortunately, I am a horror show to sleep next to: even if she could get past the fact that my resting skin temperature can melt steel (unlike, as the internet tells me, burning jet fuel), I can't breathe that well through my nose. This leads to a wonderful…

Are you me? That sounds familiar.

Yes! This is how my nights used to go - i snore, he kicks me all night, he snores, he takes all the sheets/blankets and BLAMES ME for taking them (even after i showed him the excess hanging off his side of the bed in the morning whilst i had none!) I secretly wanted my own room and would sleep on the couch…

But when it's time to pass out, who even knows if your partner is still cuddling you. You're asleep!

My SO likes to wrap himself around me until I feel like the sliced-open tauntaun with Luke Skywalker stuffed inside. And then I tell him I love him but GET OFF MEEE. Just back it up so I can breathe, ffs. He's cute, but an Entwiner. Gives me claustrophobia.

Uhhhh no. The best thing we ever did was get a bigger bed so we weren't touching and disturbing each others sleep. Couples who have difficult times sleeping are much happier when they can actually sleep at night. Away from each other. Not touching. Sleeping well and separately does not have anything to do with…

See also: 'the only moral abortion is my abortion'.

I think it's odd in general to think of a relationship as a job. I'm a wife but I don't think of myself as a psychologist, financial advisor, chef, prostitute and laundress. As a friend I don't think of myself as a events manager, life coach, psychologist, companion and career counselor. That's weird. All of our…

Forget all these haters. I loved this book. But, I like stories about fucked-up people.

God I love how show-Tyrion is so frustrated by his situation but still tries to take care of Sansa. It makes me sad that she doesn't see it... at all. I get why she would be not in love with Tyrion or anything... but she just doesn't warm up to him at all, even when he is very gentle with her. Poor Tyrion.

You know you fucked up when you make American Airlines look like the good guys by comparison.

Some say the world will end in fire,