Good lessons: don't try to change the person you're with. Know what you want and then go find that person. Be honest and don't waste anyone's time.

If you're in ketosis already by eating very few carbs, yes, you can lose a pound a day by slamming fat and coffee. I know because I've done it (though not buttered coffee because NO), but I went through the special hell of ketosis adaptation beforehand. If you drink it while still insulin/carb adapted, you'll crash…

Thanks for the kind words. Tough one to put to page. I cried a lot yesterday.

"They're not going to vote how we want them to, so they should recuse themselves."

With some time and therapy I've realized that the dad I loved never existed and the father that's left isn't worth the headache.

Here's my issue with my boomer parents:

This. This. This this this. This this this this this this this.

I had to interview her for my newspaper. Apparently, she had just broken the world record for most standup specials on TV. I didn't know this because it didn't come up on the first page of Google results in the 10 minutes I had to prep. And when I didn't know this, she proceeded to mock me to my face and then tell me…

For an Indianapolis resident such as myself, it was a huge relief to finally be on the right side of the typical Peyton playoff performance.

Professional TV makeup artist here. You're correct.

She doesn't have to admit shit, but she should stop showing up to parties without bringing a dish and then whining that there's "nothing for her to eat." She should stop claiming her dietary choices as some sort of special snowflake syndrome and whining at party hosts that *they* didn't make anything *for her.* People…

Yep. Diabetes is a bitch. I worry that my overweight friends have chosen "fat acceptance" as a blanket excuse to ignore their health. I worry *every fucking day* about my diabetic, overweight father (WHO IS A DOCTOR FOR GODS SAKE). There are very, very real health and deadly consequences of carrying excess body…

No, but lying to your friends about food allergies to avoid questions about your incredibly restrictive food choices is probably a sign that you have some kind of disordered eating, which is the point of the post. Hot tip: herbalists aren't doctors, and the only person who can tell you if you have a food allergy is an…

Went to a Thanksgiving dinner with friends. Obviously underweight girl there passes on everything but brussels sprout salad. ("I can't, I'm allergic. Sorry!")

She is riding the perfect fucking line between aging gracefully and knowing just where to keep it tight. Ugh why did I never notice before now that Momma Bey is perfection/

EXCUSE ME, sir or ma'am, but Indiana is absolutely the Florida of the North.
*snatches crown, shoves it in Carhartt coveralls, runs away*

#TeamDebbyForLyfe

Not to use this space as a means of self-promotion, but I LOVE Debby Herbenick and I co-write a sex column with her for my alt weekly in Indianapolis. She's absolutely one of the best around, and she writes this column for a paltry fucking sum. If you like reading her stuff, we put out an answered question daily.

But…

Shit. It totally did.

She's with a guy in her FB photo. So either it worked or it super, duper didn't.