But you know who gets left out here? Everyone in the middle, i.e. the women who can't afford birth control but don't qualify for medicaid, etc. Story of my life.
But you know who gets left out here? Everyone in the middle, i.e. the women who can't afford birth control but don't qualify for medicaid, etc. Story of my life.
Not as effective as condoms, but diaphragms are women-controlled, don’t mess with hormones, and are generally affordable. Of course affordable is relative. But worth consideration maybe.
“starting to“??
I have left at least 2 Facebook groups because women referred to their “hubbies” in posts. I feel your pain.
It’s actually pretty common in parts of the South, at least for older generations. My parents and aunts and uncles all called their own parents Momma and Daddy. The cousins my age just say Mom and Dad. Except for the ones living in Mississippi, make of that what you will, lol.
Oh it fully deserves lols! The sad part is, I still use it. And people usually say, “wait... is that... that looks like... oh my god!”
Our Pyrex lasagna pan exploded last year while my husband was roasting peppers in it. Apparently it’s only safe up to 400 degrees (or somewhere around there) and he had the oven set too high. But I swear I remember my mom using Pyrex for broiling?! Either way, as much as he complained about the mess, lasagna must have…
I did it to a Coach bag.
Oh I absolutely think she did it!
That’s the part that got me, too. The “disappearance” clause. But in her rebuttal she had an explanation for it. I’ve forgotten what it was, but I do remember thinking it was somewhat viable. Maybe something about flying solo or his trips to Costa Rica and dealings with unsavory characters? I’m sure it’s still up if…
I love every single one of these! Mind if I share with my neighborhood FB moms group?
This requires some bravery but my kids will spend hours and hours playing “potions”. Give them a bunch of plastic containers, access to water, food coloring, and spare medicine droppers, bulb syringes, turkey basters, etc. Something about mixing colored water together just enchants them.
I'm dying, that is perfect!!!
Not sure if this is what you’re looking for, but:
Yep. That's how I learned to say it. One of his people explained it on MSNBC back whenever.
I'm just glad this happened. Otherwise I’d never remember to schedule Phase 2 of my annual physical.
Omg!!! You read that article too (I think in WaPo?)! It was simultaneously the most horrifying and fascinating thing I’ve seen in years. The photos were straight out of Kafka. I’m very excited that you referred to it!! Unless you already knew about the zombie ants, in which case I must sound insane. But I'm still…
These people must not have kids. Or know anyone with kids. I didn’t even start potty training my boys until they were 3.
Thanks. I was about to go to sleep. Now I have to stay awake to fend off Ukrainian orphans holding sharp objects.
Met my husband at McGlinchey's!!