littleetain
littleetain
littleetain

For reals. I was an approved commenter before kinja but now I can't get out of the grays to save my life.

That shot with the hat looks like something out of "Toddlers and Tiaras." :/

Well your continued functionality and good spirits are an encouraging sign for me. :)

Yeah. Is this your first? My first was like that. I vomited in a restaurant at 7 months, couldn't even hold it to get to the restroom. That whole pregnancy was an ordeal. Second one was better. I'm contemplating a third but I'm worried about the time lapse (second baby is seven now) and my age (I'm 35.) I think the

Seconding Sid the Science Kid. Also, semi-related, my husband and I kept saying we'd host an adults party where we'd watch terrible kids shows while drinking the appropriate cocktails. (Margaritas for Dora, martinis for Kipper, etc.) So far we haven't managed it.

That reminds me of my first pregnancy. So much pain near the end and she'd settle on these terrible painful nerve things and I'd nudge her and say, "hey! Move over a little!" My mom was like, "are you scolding a baby that isn't even born?" But seriously, a half an inch in her elbow placement made a difference to my

I was sexually assaulted in college and I reported it, a "real" sexual assault by the standards of these asshats, not date rape. They treated it as a fake report from the beginning. They kept insisting I must have known him, I could identify him, why weren't there witnesses? Over and over. Then they held me in the

Right? I mean, how does this work? I was an approved commenter from way back in the comment of the day era but now I live in the grays.

Speaking of Mathnet, what the hell is it going to take to get Square One on some streaming service or even on DVD?!

I love shade court with every fiber of my being. My husband (who, btw, is completely and deliberately unaware of pop culture in all its forms) is now fully conversant with shade and can make the correct determinations himself in most cases. It's awesome.

I read that as "the ladybug sisterhood" and had visions of red and black dotted sorority girls. :/

My linguistics prof told us that technically speaking, if another native speaker of your language understands a word, it's a real word. Does not work in scrabble disputes.

Fun fact from not one but three custody battles: all that matters is the money. I lost primary when he outspent me, despite being a model citizen (certified teacher, blah blah blah) and despite his well documented history of domestic abuse (the judge said, "I don't see how it's relevant to custody") and infidelity and

God almighty, this is my ex husband. He lets the kids play video games constantly on his time, doesn't enforce homework, doesn't make them read so they're always missing dates on their school reading logs, and thinks physical punishment is super appropriate for children as young as two. I'm spending all my time

We do a similar thing with fighting. I have a cup of sticks with various things and when they fight they each have to pull a stick. Some of it is easy, like "say something nice about your sister," but a few are cleaning tasks. I think they prefer the randomness of it because we've been using it for a year and they're

Yeah. I spent a lot of time in the "all men will cheat given the chance" mindset. I'm slowly mellowing on men but it's been several years and I'm still wary. I wish I had something better to say. :(

Sorry, he was married to wife number 2 when the cheating and the posting happened. Apparently he convinced her that I (wife number 1) had made up an email address and name and submitted him to the site, pretending to be some random woman, lying about him cheating on her.

My ex husband showed up on a cheaters site. I found out when his wife emailed me demanding I take it down and so I wandered over and she was all over the site insisting it was me pretending he was cheating on her. Because of course, he's not a cheater, per her.

I had almost that exact wage gap conversation not that long ago. The man in question was assisted by a woman who was like, "I make more than comparable men! Clearly, YOU just suck!" It was a bad day.

Every time you do one of these lists, I wonder 1) how the hell you got this gig 2) how it's possible they pay you for this and 3) what combination of drugs and insanity you experience when you're doing the rankings.