Another vote for swimming. It’s low impact, but tough. Water exercise can be killer, too, but only if you have a teacher who is invested in giving you the opportunity to get a good workout. I’m a huge proponent of both, because I teach both! It can be really hard to get started in the pool, because you’re basically…

Ahahaha, for real? I wonder how much you could charge before people wouldn’t be willing to pay.

Started getting wrinkles right out of high school. I use lotion and a lot of sunscreen. I also try to smile more than grimace, because I’m determined to have smile-crinkles, and not angry witch-face when I’m 80. I’ll probably have angry witch-face. Oh, well.

This is really, really cool. If I’m not able to participate, I’ll make a glitter offering at my shrine to the craft gods in support of everyone who is.

Bless you so much. I just started a starter a couple months ago. It’s my first foray into the field, and I am loving it. I want to try all of them. I’ve got to get some citric acid, I guess. Then I can make sour candy when I’m done!!

Oh, yay!! Yay, yay, yay! I love banana bread. I love the idea of a bread swap, too. I wonder if I could get that going where I am. Thank you.

You are a fantastic mother. This is not easy. Every week, I’m amazed by your patience and love.

That is so like a dog, isn’t it? Congratulations, anyway! Here’s to a long, doggy lifetime of wondering what you got yourself into, and why you didn’t get yourself into it sooner.

Wishing you all the best, really and truly.

What an absolute shit day, but the way you described your hairy legs was pure poetry. Hope you’re able to wake up today and take your baby-smooth legs somewhere fun. You’ve earned a play day.

I haven’t read what everyone else has already said, but I super wanted to join the dog pile of advice. If you want to live together, I think you should live together. But if you haven’t started talking about your shared responsibilities: chores, cooking, bills, etc., do it now. You should also talk about what you’ll…

Wait, go back to this riot. What was the deal with that?

I freaking love Galentines Day. It coincides perfectly with my (for some inexplicable reason) annual re-awareness of how thankful I am for the supportive women in my life. It’s sort of similar to my annual Spring Fever, but earlier in the year, and with a lot more tearful gratitude. I hope your Galentines is…

This is the first time I’ve stayed awake late enough to participate in SNS, and now you’re leaving. Don’t do it. Don’t go.

I’m so glad you understood. Immediately after I hit “publish,” I realized I should have said, “choose the flower,” and not “pick the flower,” and I was so angry with myself. Too angry to edit. Humor is hard, damnit.

Wonder if that will be in his next video.

Or pregnancy, right? Unless you’re deliberately searching pregnancy symptoms, then it goes back to the herpes/cancer result.

“It’s either nothing, or you’re dying. See a doctor.” -WebMD

Attainable.

“Ohhhh, good. You know what? I got nervous that maybe you didn’t have a wife, and a whole bunch of kids, but luckily you do.”