Perfectly said. My parents were very frank about genitals (no shame or cutesy nicknames), but they made it clear that our bodies were our own and private.

Oh my god, what is it with vases? We got a bunch of those, and a bunch of serving plates.

Usually I role my eyes at this kind of thing and think it perpetuates bad Italian American stereotypes. BUT the birdcage thing reminded me of a tradition I heard about when I was getting married—it’s called the buste, and the bride’s supposed to carry a small purse, and guests slip envelopes of money into it. I didn’t…

And I’m sure that when they’re thinking of these evil women who only go after alphas, they’re going thinking about stereotypically attractive women that they don’t actually know as people.

YES. I saw her and thought “Oh, well, it’s because she’s the brunette. She hasn’t fully inegrated into the sorority.”

I’m going to have to come back to your post throughout the training process. Thank you!

Change some of the details around and this is a Hallmark movie waiting to happen.

I just signed up for my first marathon, and you have no idea how much I appreciated your post.

The “run to the tree, etc.” approach is key. On days when I don’t want to run at all, I tell myself that as long as I get dressed and put my shoes on and go outside, it’s a win. By the time I get outside, it’s “just down the block.” And no matter how far I end up going, it’s always farther that I would have expected…

I don’t have kids but having seen friends have them recently, whoever says motherhood is bliss in the first year is fucked up. It’s hard. Even friends who really wanted their kids and went through a lot to get pregnant have said that it’s been really hard and they feel lost and desperate. So even though I’m sure you…

I cannot think of a Jonas Brother as anything expect a Disney teen, so I’m automatically creeped out by this, even though they’re both adults. And the fact that it involved Disney World somehow makes it worse.

This basically sums up every dysfunctional parent-child relationship I’ve seen.

Those poor girls. Thank you for bringing up this point.

I can understand wanting to grieve for someone you loved and wanted to share a life with (at some point in the future). But if I were her parents, I would have said something along the lines of “don’t waste your money.” Rings are expensive, dude!

Excellent points—I hadn’t really noticed her eye color, and I wasn’t aware of the mouth thing.

At least the black person on the dress here looks like a human instead of an old timey racist cartoon? Small favors?

For a second I honestly thought the headline referred to how I’m getting my period this weekend.

Team Cozy.

Oh man, it sounds like your old job was not a healthy place. And the “life outside of work” thing was big for me. If it wasn’t a job I wanted to devote my entire life to, why was I getting calls and texts on my days off about stuff people in the office could easily manage?

YES. My husband encouraged me to go to therapy because I was literally crying almost everyday. You spend so much of your time at your job; if it’s not a good fit for whatever reason, it shows up in your non-work life in a big way.