I wear one. It's sturdy enough not to be feminine but thin enough that it sits under my shirt without anyone noticing. It's for me and no one else. I also wear a wedding ring and a watch. And hell, I always know who I'm taking home at the end of the night, and the jewelry hasn't cock blocked me yet.

also appropriate:

Wearing a watch is more of a distinguished/mature act these days, I believe, than strictly functional. We all have cell phones that tell time. It projects a better (to me, at least), less obnoxious image to check your watch in front of company than to pull out your phone to see the time.

We should all wear whatever the hell we want. Despite the title of this article, that's what real adults do. So, if you have a class ring and it makes you look and feel good, go for it.

The fact that these girls don't know that French manicures are now thought tacky makes me question the whole Panhellenic system.

After spending a four-hour flight next to a Coca-Cola executive trying to brush up against my boobs every time he moved, I'm ok with this.

OMG MARK THIS HEADLINE SPOILER ALERT, PLEASE???!!?? UGH thanks jerk, you just ruined Christmas for me!

The wives got caught all the time. Prisoners are often selfish, uncaring, unloving parasites. Sometimes these wives are women they snared while incarcerated, whom they manipulate and discard upon release. But even family men have done this, because the desire is so strong… usually in those cases the wife is a user…

She doesn't have my jewels, except perhaps some plastic ones. She likes to kiss my diamond engagement ring, though. Bottom line, my kid's nuts.

Hey, I'm imagining that life for ESL kids is a little tough, and if a nice teacher is trying to help them through and to see them as people rather than dismiss them as kids who can't speak English very well. So, if I were them, I'd be thankful for you, too.

I think she plans to be the world's first Immortal human being.

Similar story from my three year old daughter. She was playing in Rittenhouse Square park with a group of about 5 kids this past summer. Just running around the goat statue, digging up acorns and having a great time. Then they all gathered around in group about 10 yards away and got very quiet. We went to…

Suck ups.

Or, perhaps they're thankful for you. Perhaps you're awesome. I'd run with it.

I had this conversation with my bosses daughter when she was three:

One of my kids said he was thankful to have two dads. You know, in case one of us dies, he has a spare.

This reminds me of my wonderful niece, who, at the age of 4, was explained the reason why Christians celebrate Christmas.

"He's dead. Dead people don't get to have birthdays. This is pointless".

My friend once witnessed a little girl tell her mom, "I call people in wheelchairs ghosts because they're the closest to dying."

They tried to what? To live? To die? I must know.