He married a woman *like* your mom and not your actual mom ... right?
He married a woman *like* your mom and not your actual mom ... right?
This is my 18th year of teaching and I'm going to drop a good one on you. Buy a gift card for a fancy massage or facial or mani/ pedi or something and put it in your drawer. Then, sometime during the last 6 weeks of school, this will be the best thing EVER. Bonus if you can save a "sick day"/ personal leave day and…
Hmmmmm...I am an older type chickie, and in my experience, when a guy says "I don't want to break your heart," what he means is, "I would like to be held responsible for breaking your heart, so can we please have sex but not a serious relationship?" :/
Right now, I'm considering myself pretty much the luckiest bitch EVER. My husband started massage therapy school this week. Each day, he'll have homework - go home and practice massaging XYZ on someone. Guess who gets free massages EVERY DAY now? MEMEMEMEMEMEMEMEME.
Yiddish is the best language for insults, ever.
Boo, Clay Aiken, boo. Inappropriate by whose standard? The same assholes who kept you in the closet.
LOLZ! This is a real thing?! I've been thinking I was a fucking genius bc years ago I discovered poop just slides out if it's own accord if I have my feet up on a specific textbook (music text called "Tonal Harmony"), and my husband thought I was full of shit (har!) until he tried him himself. Now if we want privacy,…
A great many of my poos come in under 30 seconds. Fiber! Tons of water! And exercise!
(These are the things I use, I mean. I'm not shouting at you to use them, though I do highly recommend them.)
You need more fiber, yo. And maybe liquids.
I liked this, very much so.
But I think it serves her greater point: Death happens. We can fear it, revere it, mythologize it. But in the end, we're all just bodies turning to dust.
IDK what you mean, "it didn't really matter." Shoes, blanket, bare, whatever, putting your feet in someone's face is rude as hell.
Of course parents should never tell their kids those things. What your mother did to you is emotional abuse. And maybe if she'd had a circle of friends she could vent these feelings to without being called a monster, she would have been different towards you. But as for the women who publish these accounts, I think…
I totally understand where you're coming from. However, my mother used to tell me the same things, like she would have more money without me, and that me getting sick was an inconvenience to her and that she had to leave her job to have me and had to "start all over again." These are completely legitimate…
I'd feel sympathy for a woman who was forced into motherhood against her will or by lack of options, but the woman saying she never wanted to be a mother then had a son anyway, had no feelings for him, and then had a daughter? I'm sorry, she's just an asshole.
I am a "farming type" in an "urban" community, and we use "bougie" as a short form of bourgeois. More specifically as a double-edged or back handed compliment for someone of a slightly higher social class (or someone who thinks they are) usually when they think they're "above" doing something us lower classes do…
The models on the left are rocking what we in the urban community call baby hairs.
She went from 260 pounds to a gaunt 105 pounds to win the show.
and the exercise doesn't even have to be "intense".
More and more evidence is suggesting that the real danger of obesity has nothing to do with fat, and everything to do with the stigma of being fat.