If you're roundabouts Baltimore, I have an awesome lady allergist!

So what if you have all sons, like my mentor did? Her name doesn't get passed on.

Your story made me puke a little bit. She CRIED? And you were OKAY with this? WTF is wrong with you??

I did exactly what you are planning to do, and my maiden name disappeared. Forms don't have a space for a second middle name. People ignore it. That maiden name, for all intents and purposes, ceases to exist.

You just magically organized my closet. Thank you!

This. People have this idea that you Just Magically Know how to take care of a baby. It's not instinctual. Even animals have to learn - those raised in captivity often have terrible parenting skills. But people get so freaking offended about the idea of taking a class, as if keeping this delicate, helpless, totally…

Wasn't there a Taylor on Full House? I wonder if those years line up...

We were outside St. Louis. Hello, fellow Misery-an. =)

This is EXACTLY why myself and the BioFrog get along so well. =) He cooks, I do laundry.

Bro, trolling is *totally* a Millennial thing. As the kids say these days, ur doin it rong.

I dunno. In the 80s and 90s (in suburban Missouri) the 7-Eleven cashiers would sell my elementary-school-age self cigarettes and beer for my dad. I was always disappointed when I did finally attain legal age that nobody bothered carding me.

It's the Gender-Neutral Names for Girls boom. Hunter, Taylor, Dylan, Aidan, Jayden, Kaden, anything that ends in "-aden," etc.

My sister does that. First-degree relatives, she'll tolerate Katey or Kate from. Everyone else, it's Kathleen or you get the evil eye.

I found the style similar to <i>Hatchet</i>, which won a Newbery so it can't be that bad. Short, sometimes choppy sentence structure.

Totally this.

Parents can't force their children to get their ears pierced, either. So why should this 16-year-old in question be forced to give birth?

I know that 'burbsnot was a typo, but that just sounds like a delightful name for a spoiled rich kid. =)

It's weird. I don't really like the taste, but here I am sitting with a cup in front of me. It really is a biochemical thing - my brain knows what it wants and it doesn't care what my mouth says.

Aww shit son. Anyone who sleep-groped me would draw back a bloody stump. Sleep is sacred.

When you find out, tell me. I pointed out to one friend that he's having trouble because he treats every first date like a wife audition. His response: "Well, it is!" *headwall*