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Don't be terrified. A happy marriage makes having a baby much easier. My husband and I got preg 3 months after getting married, ie, when we didn't know *anything.* Except that we wanted to be together forever. Our kid—though he is 100% himself—was a product of our relationship in every way. 18 years later, and after

Haha, yes, it was not that long ago that you could smoke on a plane. I remember getting all sad when I got assigned a seat near the back, where the smoking was. It could ruin your whole flight, but hey, some people liked to smoke, who were you to complain? Times were different, indeed.

Some feet smell really terrible, and that stink has reach. Unless you have independent confirmation that your feet smell okay, keep your shoeses on.

I have to admit that other parents quite often drive me nuts. So many of them can't say anything that's not a humblebrag — unless it's an outright brag.

Thing is, you just never ever know. I was a teacher before I had kids and loooooved kids so much, but thought babies and toddlers were boring. Then I had babies and loved babies the most. And as they got older, I always thought they were the best age. Now they are teenagers and I still think that. So glad I don't have

Actually, it sounds like over 75% of Americans DO read. That's actually not bad. Better than I would have thought.

Yeah, I like this guy so much I want to go buy a frozen pizza now.

Yes. Made similar vow after my neighbor committed suicide. I knew he was on some kind of downward spiral but somehow didn't think it was my business, even though he lived alone and had no family around. Other people's pain IS our business. We are all connected.

Ugh. My family (of four) is far from poor but we don't take a fancy vacation every year. We go stay with relatives (free lodging) once a year, and that's usually it. We took a big European vacation once — and even then we stayed with friends. $12K can go a long way toward other things, like lots of little road trips.

How can anyone go along with that? If someone tried to get me to wear those gross clothes, I'd walk out of that place and never come back. And if it happened to my kid (I have boys, so it wouldn't) I'd never let her go back.

No, but plenty of very good looking actors /musicians /writers /artists /professors mechanics /carpenters /teachers /etc have or have had long hair. Not everyone wants to be or can be a CEO or head of state, or to look like one. Personally, I think the Professional Man Uniform is kind of weird. It's like a costume men

Yeah, it's possible. My partner teaches an upper-level writing course. The kids submit work on the first day to try and get in. He could totally choose the pretty girls. He might even have done it. (Haha, jk.) But it would be hard to complain about because most writing classes have lots of girls anyway, and his excuse

It's weird! My son has longish, scraggly, hippie hair, but he goes to an alternative school so it's no biggie. But the comments we get from everyone else! Esp my inlaws who bring it up more often than anything else, including his college plans, interests, etc. You'd think they hadn't lived through the 70s-80s! People,

I wouldn't call this trolling. He mentioned real life addresses, which means the dude's a real life stalker. He needs to be found and arrested.

I bet you solved it. Otherwise it makes no sense at all.

I don't believe in the institution at all, and if my current marriage ends I'll probably never marry again, and I'm fine with that. (I like being alone.) But going on 18 years I have never once regretted or even questioned my decision to get married. It's not about the institution, it's about the *person.* I met a

Classic compulsive liar. Classic! I had an acquaintance who, while walking around a Brewfest, told everyone she had a kidney removed the day before. People believed her because, who would lie about that? People do.

At least it wasn't Ranch dressing.

Ugh. Just thinking about this gives me hives.

Plus, no one's "just" a racist. Racism is the result of a really disturbed and ugly worldview. I told myself for years that my racist relatives were just old-fashioned or scared of change or whatever. Nope. They're not good people. The racist friend might seem nice, but I bet your booty that niceness goes about a