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Does one have to be extra skinny to pull-off the skinny suit look? I'm really considering buying a skinny suit. They always look so cool and modern. I am, however, the proud owner of lady-sized hips. Would those just get in the way of the line of the suit? I can handle the truth. I'm looking for peeps with experience

This made me so happy inside. When I was a janitor at an elementary school, I saw the saddest graffiti: "There is no love here." Elementary school. So sad.

No adult male should go around calling himself "Bobby."

My niece had a similar incident happen when she was in kindergarten. A crazy person shot her teacher in front of the class. My niece is 23 now and she still has nightmares. Those poor kids are going to need so much trauma counseling. My heart goes out to them and their families. Sometimes, people who experience trauma

I cannot recommend this enough. We actually look forward to seeing each other. The little kids are cool with getting their gifts and there's no weird "she got me something super expensive and I got her a pencil" feeling.

My family has a strict "no gifts" policy. Parents will give to kids, but nothing beyond that. It start a while back and stayed (thank goodness, we keep adding members). The season is more about being with each other and enjoying some good food. Although, I might buy my BIL a Brony Hat this year.

Division of labor is not necessarily a bad thing.

My best friend (and the greatest woman on the planet other than my sister) looks exactly like Sarah Silverman. Because of this, I have a weird Always Love for Sarah Silverman. This is despite the fact that I'm 83% sure my friend wouldn't like Sarah's comedy.

Very well said. In addition, I would add that your body is the ONLY way you get to experience the world. As a former smoker, I feel so much better now that I can smell my world. I've had friends lose a lot of weight (like more than 50 lbs)and comment that they have the energy to run and play. Isn't living life to the

I'm so glad I'm not alone.

Thank you! I aim to please. ;)

I used to tell a friend that I'd rather get a postcard in the mail once a month "Congratulations! You're not pregnant!" or "Congratulations! You're gonna have a kid!" That would be a lot handier. Maybe I should use this, instead.

You'll live to regret that decision.

I sing a song to mine: "Diva Cup, Oh Diva Cup (I Love you So)." I sing it loud (at home) with such regularity and strength that my cats and my husband join in. I used to hate my period, mostly because I cannot be bothered to remember when it's coming. Every damn month, I would be taken by surprise and have to choose:

I realised I was an adult when I felt truly happy for someone else and their good luck. It was the strangest feeling.

I love everything about this. I imagine you in awesome gosammer kaftans with your hair perfectly piled on top of your head; a single pencil sticking out of the bun, because you forgot it was there - mid-thought. You're steam cleaning to settle your mind. Dusty Springfield is playing on the hi-fi. Your grey Ernest

Please tell me that Spencer Pratts crytal-thing was real. The image of him, draped in crystals will never stop being funny.

plus, are those rivets? What is this? 1992? gross.

Please tell me Havana Brown is not her real name. Those are mean parents. What's next? Russian Blue?

I love you. That was hilarious and true. Thank you.