I don't have any diagnosis, though. The doctor even told me I was about to ovulate at my exam. There appears to be literally no physical reason why I cannot conceive. In fact, I have a 16 year old daughter that I conceived on the first try back in my 20's.

Oddly, my doctors couldn't find anything wrong with either of us. But 5 years of trying resulted in nothing at all so I guess I'm in the "for no particular reason" category.

Interesting. The last time I was up for jury duty, both attorneys were women. One was very attractive; skirt suit, hair done, pumps. The other was channeling some folksy down-home Atticus Finch style in slacks and flats, frizzy hair in a bun.

Well I'm glad to see the original blog. As a short, baby-faced woman who has on one memorable occasion been mistaken for a 12-year-old after the age of 30, I think I need all the help I can get.

I've accidentally shoplifted Target more than once. I've gotten home to discover that something I'd bought had something else stuffed inside it that both I and the clerk somehow missed. A stack of small storage bins had an iPod case and headphones stuffed in them. A trash can had some hanging hardware in the…

So here's my Halloween costume homage this year:

Ohh. How much you want to bet jerkass had shrimp fettuccine?

I found one of those in a non-Christian religious book in a Borders once. All I could think of was that my born-again former sister-in-law, unemployed and single with a small child, would have been even more disappointed than I was to have found a fake $20.

Well, I don't know. Speaking just for myself: most of my life I was uber-skinny. The first time I topped 110 lbs I was 5 months pregnant. Thigh gap, prominent hipbones, size 1 jeans, the whole thing. I never dieted; that's just how I was built - with the metabolism of a small rodent.

We adopted a dog last year from Seattle Humane. We walked out the front door with him ... and he slipped right out of his new collar and took off running. 15 minutes of sprinting around the facility while sobbing ensued. We found him back up at the adoption center; apparently he'd made a circuit of the building…

I've been doing the SAHM thing for about 6 years now. It was nice at first but now I am so goddamn bored. I loathe housework. First thing I'm doing when I get back to work is hiring a cleaning service.

I had a friend in college that was a black dude with strawberry blond hair and freckles. Devastatingly attractive.

I was a super-skinny chick until my late 30's, and I was told I had "the figure of an 8-year-old boy" after I decided not to put out once. So it doesn't help much to be skinny, either.

I had a cat growing up that walked on a harness and learned "lie down" and "roll over". But when he went in the litterbox, every damn time, he'd pace in circles around it then hang his little butt out the door and poop on the floor. Even when it had just been cleaned.

Right, it's just like ... Sleeping Beauty makes 50 Shades look like "Goodnight Moon". Anyone who thinks 50 Shades is kinky is going to get one hell of a surprise.

Speaking as a Jennifer born in 1973:

We may have had the same gyno, because I remember mine saying the same thing. Also she said "I can tell immediately who wears thongs" and I was like yeeeeeeks.

Yes, thank you. I also sew, and people will say "oh you made all the Halloween costumes? I bet that's so much cheaper!" Hahaha no. Not even close. And I only buy patterns during 99 cent sales, and rarely buy fabric that's not marked down or with a coupon. And notions - I can buy a whole dress at Target for what…

After 50 Shades got so big, I was browsing the book section in Target and there in plain covers were all three of Anne Rice's Sleeping Beauty books. (Target!)

I yelled "JESUS CHRIST WHAT THE FUCK" when that thing appeared. Good thing I was at home.