Believe me I have wondered this a lot.

Each side has its own ovary, so unless by some other unlikely circumstance I ovulated on both sides at once, I have no greater chance of twins than anyone else. I only know for sure the left side is functional, because that’s the side I was pregnant in.

I AM TWICE THE WOMAN ANY OF YOU ARE!!!

My periods have always been erratic so maybe? Or maybe it’s just me. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uterus_di…

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uterus_di…

It’s called didelphys uterus and it’s uncommon but not super rare. Remember that lady with the two vaginas that got porn offers? She had that (and it’s one vagina with a septum in the middle).

I’m planning on making a dress out of this material in the next few weeks so I don’t have any room to talk about “juvenile prints”.

Maybe you had an extra ovary! IDK I have two uteruses and two cervixes so it doesn’t seem too weird to me. I am a bizarre freak of nature myself.

I saw a kombucha stout in the beer section of Whole Foods yesterday. I almost cried right there.

If I just got out of the hospital and my spouse took me to Applebee’s I’d think he was trying to put me BACK in the hospital.

Were you at Guadalahonky’s?

This is actually helpful because now I know to check anywhere with a similar container when I’m looking for tahini.

I can’t eat fresh onion, but for some reason when it’s dried and reconstituted I can handle them. So at BK I will order my burger with no onion and then order onion rings. I’m probably ruining it for everyone, is what I’m saying.

I was gonna steal it for my name’s sake, if you didn’t.

Seriously, I’ve been tested for celiac 4 times now, because I’m apparently the only one of 4 children who didn’t inherit it from our father. It’s a lot less fun when eating gluten-free isn’t optional.

I’m thinking the confusion is that RA and Celiac are both autoimmune disorders. So if you had celiac, it might help but if you don’t I don’t think it’s likely to. And you’d have to go gluten-free for at least a year to really find out, and it’s a pain in the ass unless you live somewhere crunchy like Seattle.

I’ve been saying he looks like a rejected muppet, but that is even better.

I know what you’re saying, because I am pretty dorky-looking, frizzy hair, rarely wear makeup, and it still happens. I’m not particularly attractive, and I’m not even skinny anymore. My mother-in-law is 63 and she got catcalled - by a Mormon - while in her grubby gardening clothes.

It’s bizarre how we can second guess ourselves isn’t it? We say how we yearn for the day we’re no longer harassed in public, but when it comes we still think “what’s wrong with me?” I know there’s a lot of incidents that it took me decades to realize I was being hit on or harassed. And I still think anyone hitting on…

I don’t think I’ve ever seen narrow ones! I think my hippy days are over though, save for these Minnetonka boots I’ve clung to for almost 30 years.