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From (again) experience, if a breakup is acrimonious, save yourself grief and kiss goodbye whatever you left behind.

I say (from experience), never ask an ex to do something that I can easily do myself. It just creates drama when they perceive you as trying to be the boss of them.

In recovery we call this a “4th Step.”

You cannot fake that shit. Obama is the first U.S. president who is deeply in touch with his inner bunny-costume-wearing kid.

I’d never done it before but I did calls for Obama I. Haven’t regretted it, though I’m disappointed as hell about our Congress.

Good to know! I doubt they hand out painkillers, though. Pain relief?

Tom just doesn’t dance like he has any sexy in him.

Perhaps I will quote Bethanny in future tho I can’t stand any of those reality queens.

The thing is, eyeliner—which I love—is hard to put on older eyelids, which move around the moment the brush or pencil touches the skin. Everything works best on young skin.

I’ve always oven-baked bacon in my pan, as I did today for a nice Saturday-morning sleep-late breakfast. Wish mine looked as good (clean) as the one in the video.

Asheville NC. Hands down.

I hate the word moist so much.

I feel your pain. Some people can’t un-stick outdated info from their heads. At 61, I work every day not to get mentally complacent.

I love to read light tech articles on weekends, and this one is really going to pay off. I teach computer literacy to (mostly) older job seekers who need new skills, and fast. We use Chrome/Gmail/Goog Apps exclusively for a better-integrated user experience (synthesizing all of the stages of a job search and…

I lived with an older couple for 10 months and wow did they waste water. They refused to use the dishwasher, maybe because they imagine that the whole thing must fill up with water to do its job. So they washed the same two plates, glasses, and forks every meal. And while hand-washing the dishes, three times a day,…

At certain angles, without the nostrils, Ted’s nose looks like a penis. Hmm.

Melt.

And then there’s the possibility that the judge-y person who declares Anne (or me, for that matter) annoying has, unwittingly, grated on Anne’s (or my) nerves and is only experiencing Anne’s (or my) reaction to your assholery. —Not a fangirl, just trying to be non-judge-y on behalf of all annoying persons, which I am…

I was even worse when I was 15.