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I once lived in an apartment owned by a notorious slumlord. There was a leak from one or more of the apartments upstairs, and rather then paying to fix their plumbing he would simply replace the ceiling sheetrock when it soaked through every couple of months. Eventually, it would get so wet that the ceiling would

Does it have to be an apartment? Can we expand into rentals? Because we lived in a rental house from hell.

The first apartment that I got out of college was a $450.00 studio in downtown Denver. This was 2010, so the price would be unheard of today. I was SO proud that I’d snagged the spot without any help from my parents. It was walking distance from the art museum where I worked and in one of the best neighborhoods in the

I would DEFINITELY go either before or after the parents. That kind of drama you don’t need. Wait until later and bring some pie.

Internet hugs. No advice. More hugs.

Your mom sounds awesome!

Not as shitty as dan.

My grandmother always insisted on hosting Thanksgiving despite hating cooking and refusing to let anyone help in the kitchen. The year she “discovered” Stove Top and instant mashed potatoes, we thought we’d finally have as nice a meal as was going to happen in this family. Except the turkey just wouldn’t cook through

I grated a piece of my skin off when preparing mac and cheese one year. I tried to pick it out/looked for like 20-minutes before giving up.

I hope all goes well for you and your hopeful pregnancy!

Its 2018, i may be pregnant. If i am its great, but after two miscarriages the stress and hope is sucking a lot if the joy out. 

this is actually my cousins’ story.  their mom had gotten a new stove just before thanksgiving & things are going well that morning, the turkey is in & cooking, potatoes & veg on top boiling away.  then a bird flies into the livingroom & all hell breaks loose as everyone tries to catch it or shoo it out.  naturally,

That Thanksgiving when your whole family is packed into your father’s smallish 12th floor condo apartment and one of your extended family members has brought along their two cats. Chaos ensues when one drunk adult sibling scares one of the cats and it Peter Pan’s it off the condo balcony, landing 7 floors down on an

“Brown River”

A lot of feathers, which I had to pull out with plyers.

We go to MrOjib’s parents house for dinner. Last year, his stepmom’s sister, husband and adult daughter came.

So I am a newly wed in my first fairly good size condo, and my hubby and I decide that we should have the whole damn fam over for Thanksgiving.

I spent one Thanksgiving week as a teenager making out with the best friend of one of my cousins, who was staying with them because her parents were going through a nasty divorce. This branch of my family is really religious and conservative, and during dinner, my aunt launches into a rant about how important it is

:( I’m so glad you weren’t successful!

My parents who are awful and emotionally abusive invited themselves to stay at my house a week for Thanksgiving. Luckily I was able to cope by guessing what they were going to complain about and turning it into a game of insult bingo with my brother and husband. That way, when they insulted me, I was excited to fill