Beat me to it.

I was surprised to learn that recurring dreams about finding additional rooms/space in your house are fairly common. I’ve been amazed by how much extra space my dreams give me in my current house. 

I've had dreams like that too and still do, where I'm grabbing something out of a closet and discover a big bedroom or an extra apartment, kind of like Bender's apartment. Then I think about subleasing it.

My last apartment in NYC was on the second floor of a two-story building (a small business had the first floor), there was only one other apartment on the floor, and it was pretty clear that the second floor had been one unit at some point. I recreated the entire building in The Sims (3, in case you’re curious), then…

Naw, I think he really is as much of a himbo as he appears to be. He’s basically a golden retriever as a human - completely guileless and happy, but never thinking critically about anything. 

The $100 I spent on a breastfeeding doula when my baby was three days old and the $300 I spent on a sleep consultant when he was eight months old are the two best things I spent my money on that first year. The scoffing at sleep consultants annoys me too. We tried really hard to do it ourselves but in the end this was…

I have no patience for people on the left who criticize her, when you dedicate years and years in order to reach out to people, which many politicians don't do, and to simply not giving up despite all odds, it's simply a sight to witness. 

Who they

Pepperidge Farm remembers...

SNARK TIME

I have no problems wishing bad things upon my worst enemies, and this man is destroying my country. I want him to suffer. I want him to know the primal fear of struggling to breathe. And I want him gifted with lung damage, so that his movement has to be slowed to a crawl, and he can force out only a few words at a…

My issue is that as a middle aged woman who moved back to my hometown a bit later in life, an am divorced, a lot of my friendships are tertiary, or activity-based. Like I have a friend that I’d see movies with. Another friend who was always willing to try a new restaurant with me. A third friend who loved live theatre…

If you’re looking for evidence that women bear more of the emotional burden in life, look no further then “Oh, Mom’s the one responsible for keeping track of Dad’s secret kids.”

ALL GLORY TO THE HYPNOTOAD.

Or you could just accept that some women want to have children, instead of trying to be an edgelord.

“Farmhouse chic
 Artificially rustic kitchens with roosters everywhere”

My husband was already stage 4 when he was diagnosed with prostate cancer in July 2018. He passed away 7.5 months later, at the age of 44. Watching him endure the physical pain (it had spread to his bones) and emotional pain was overwhelming, excrutiating, soul-crushing. I miss him every day, and am only marginally…

Also, i’m surprised it was picked since it clearly was not real. Unless because it’s the honor system, everything is fair game.