I recently started bullet journaling because, after some fairly significant life events, I had gone from a top performer at work to middle of the pack. I also got a prescription for ADHD medication, which helps bridge the gap but isn’t a fix-all. I agree with your assessment that physically writing things down and…

Ok, thanks for confirming - I thought I had heard that about lactic acid. Either way, yeah, it makes sense that extra water would help. I mean, like I said, it isn’t like it’s going to harm anything - I drink based on thirst response and urine color (“light straw”) so it’s not like I’m going to mess up my kidneys. :)

I know the jury is probably out on this, but since we all used to think that DOMS was caused by buildup of lactic acid in the muscles, I focus really hard on hydrating well when I’m sore. I’m not talking about drinking a gallon in 8 hours, just making sure I’m sipping water all day. I also swear by lean protein, too.…

Same here - mine usually isn’t too bad, particularly since I’ve started working with a trainer. It’s a reminder that yes, I am pushing myself as hard as I need to in the gym, because I often fall into the trap of thinking (being a competitive perfectionist) that I am not trying hard enough because I’m lazy.

That /would/ be a possibility for some people, but I’m already established in civil litigation, and that would probably require networking and contacts that I simply don’t have, not to mention that I’m not more interested in getting up after 9 AM than I am in networking in a highly competitive area of the law. I mean…

I’ll get right on that right after I go back to school, because I mean, f**k this law degree amirite? I am not really directing this at you, and while you’re correct, unfortunately changing jobs/careers is reeeeally hard for some of us.

Thank you for living this experience so that we don’t have to.

I can relate to this soooo much. When it happened (after 14 years and with absolutely no warning), I thought my breakup was the worst possible thing that had ever happened to me. Each passing day, I began to realize that I have freedom I didn’t even realize I had given up, that I am accountable to no one and…

It’s such a nice reminder that our idols are human

Don’t forget a thigh gap, perky breasts at 50, a tan, no wrinkles, a high sex drive, a sophisticated wardrobe, appropriate hobbies, community service, a social life, an organized house, home-cooked meals every night...

The only “all” I want to have is yarn.

Good lord; I’m so sorry to hear this from you guys. At a college fair, the Yale table (staffed by a teacher who went there on an athletic scholarship) told me “Yale only accepts athletes, legacies, and geniuses” and that if I wasn’t one of those, to move along. I was in the top 10 out of a class of 325 students. Our…

This is why you should cook/bake liberally with booze. Ethanol-soaked cakes seemingly never go bad, particularly when left in the fridge (to give me extra time with my rum cake). Although I have to admit that savory dishes cooked with wine, particularly soups, smell weird as hell before you warm them up.

Okay - I have no idea how I missed like half the DMA collection?  I guess it’s time for a return trip! 

But see, your approach requires common sense as well as a thoughtful reading of the actual scripture itself, not entitlement and cherrypicking, so, that’s where the disconnect is

I’ve lived in Dallas for 8 years, and there are a lot of good recommendations here. I would like to add:

This year, I’m really hoping I have enough time to make repurposed grocery/market bags from old jeans which I’ll use to “wrap” all my gifts. Handmade is great; practical handmade can’t be beat!

I agree, but on the other hand, not all of us have always had partners who are understanding and not passive aggressive who won’t use that against them later or get butthurt about it for the next month.

Speaking as a woman, this is... difficult. Many of us (luckily not all of us) are taught to be passive and accommodating of men, especially in the bedroom, compounded by the fact that many of us have had partners who genuinely don’t care about our pleasure (despite lipservice to the contrary), and just want us to feel…

The sexiest safeword is, by far, “Mercy.” Somehow having that whispered or whimpered to you manages to make you stop without immediately ruining the mood.