They're SO GOOD with that spicy cashew coating. But expensive as hell. I had a friend who made them commercially so I got them for free. Then she stopped and I could never figure out how to make them the way she did.

Not me, man. I'm so short-waisted my ribs practically bump into my hip bones. Doesn't matter how in shape I am, I will always look an ottoman.

My kids (14 and 17, so a bit older) do go outside, but we live in a smallish city where there are no billboards. They go out and pick berries and see their friends and walk in the woods and come inside and watch Youtube and listen to Bandcamp and read science fiction and record their own music. We've never had cable…

The concept of "destiny" in general drives me nuts. Soooo many kids' movies revolve around the special destiny of the main character. What kind of lesson is that for kids? It's a big fat lie.

He sounds awesome, actually: Easy to please, once you know what those 5 things are. All partners have areas of mismatch. But food is hardly the most important one.

I agree, but it's worth noting. As would a restaurant that gave discounts to patrons who stand up and say, "I deny the existence of God!" Could you imagine such a place? That would get Fox New in a lather!

Finally!!! I worked in a nursing home in the 90's and I became possessed by the idea that the residents needed a bar, a fireplace, endless chocolate chip cookies, and a VCR with porno. People who are in their last weeks or months shouldn't be warehoused in a sterile box! Let them LIVE.

I had a Baby Alive. It was fun making the food and feeding it... and I fed it a lot... but the POOP NEVER CAME OUT. I waited and waited. It was disturbing to say the least.

Yes, the stories are judgey, but what better place for it than an entertainment website? If you have hilarious slightly nasty stories about others, it's so much better to vent anonymously than to insult in person. It's a guilty pleasure. Servers deserve ALL the guilty pleasures.

Tell that to a family of three of us who independently got sick in the night after eating street hot dogs — the fourth, who smartly declined the dog, spent the night washing ALL the sheets and ALL the towels.

Or something that prints out a coupon for a free tub of Haagen Dazs for every ten miles! *heading to workbench*

I know a woman who is ostensibly a sweet, loving, generous, church-going grandma who, as a former HR person in a bank, tells the story of the time she fired a man with a brain tumor — thereby taking away his health insurance — because he "was just not keeping up."

Is Wegmans not the best? Kinda wish I lived there.

This is all great advice for anxiety that is situational. I spent 10+ years not quite recognizing that my problem was anxiety about everything, anxiety that never relented. I kind of got used to it and didn't recognize it as anxiety. But I didn't enjoy being with other people, and everything I did I *dreaded* and only…

If you have a c-section your kid will have a perfect round head and bright, unsquished eyes in the first baby pictures. My sister had the ultimate perfect childbirth compared to my nightmare section, but my one consolation was that my kid was cuter in the pictures! haha

Maybe you were lucky and had three very similar pregnancies/kids, but I learned that actually, MUCH depends on the individual child and my will/desire was secondary. Kid one: He hated nursing. I sought help, nothing helped except pumping and giving a bottle. Then pumping became difficult. I got him to 11 months on the…

Pffft. In other words, once you've gotten into the pool of kids with the very highest scores and grades (and/or money/connections), THEN we pluck out the most "interesting" ones. So it's an additional thing to worry about.

Running makes your body feel SO GOOD (*after* running, of course) that I, for one, am motivated to eat better. But yeah, totally, my appetite definitely spikes upward when I'm running a lot, which makes it tricky. But dang, my core! SO much better.

I am totally enthralled by the idea of a "dessert room."

I had forgotten the bouquet part, so right before the ceremony (which was at my parents' house) I ripped a handful of twigs off an apple tree that was in blossom. Really, it was perfect. Since it was outdoors, didn't really need florist-flowers.