She nearly bled to death having me.

My mom is a transplanted Midwestern lady living in a small island town in south Texas. There are a lot of great stories I could tell about her (she was briefly Mormon because the only church within walking distance of her family’s farm was a Mormon temple and then she got a scholarship to BYU and, as she likes to tell…

After a particularly horrific breakup my mother was my rock. We were very close. One afternoon my emotionally abusive ex was a lunch with a date. I wasn’t at the restaurant but my mother and her friends were.

So my stepfather had just died, and my mother was alone in the house. Some really dodgy-looking Travellers (that we didn’t know) came to the door and said “Your husband hired us to clean your furniture, can you help us get it into our van?”

Thank you for not posting my email address

I have a few funny ones:

Shit in the sink. It’s the right thing to do.

Clearly, we did not attend the same high school. The one where I was beat up on the regular, spit on while people cheered, had “faggot” chanted at me by a hundred kids when I entered the auditorium for a lecture class, endured taunts of “name your gender,” and spent hours under overturned garbage cans, while people…

I wholeheartedly agree. I have said this before too, my son is 11th grade this year and all his friends (and he) are awesome. My daughter graduated 5 years ago and that bunch of kids was pretty awful. I’ve been a teacher for 20 years, seen a lot of great kids, seen a lot of not so great but the bunch that is…

Yeah. They are the littluns who are gay. They’re in a gloriously nascent period of not having to be closeted or out, just...them, proudly. It’s fucking awesome.

I teach high school and I can vouch for one thing: this new batch of kids are fucking awesome about a lot of things. They can be crappy towards each other sometimes, oblivious and callous at other times, but all in all, I would have had a MUCH better high school experience with this generation of kids than the ones I…

one of six “sheroes”

I’m happy for you that your life is free and without commitments to not require something like a smartwatch. I’m looking forward to the time it saves me daily in my hectic and busy life.

Me and about 2.5 million other people. I’m looking forward to the waning need to pull my phone out of my pocket or run to my office desk or upstairs when I hear notifications fire off.

I can’t really remember the first time this happened to me (I was a late bloomer) but the I was 16 summer I got my braces off and dyed my hair blonde, and suddenly there were male eyes on me from every direction. Did I mention that I had recently grown d cups? That factored into it. I had always been the weird kid, a…

Amateurs! Use your Sous Vide (which you have, right? You should have an immersion sous vide machine, full stop. If you can afford ounces of weed at a time you can afford a sous vide). Put the butter (solid) and shake/kindness into the bag, vac-pack it, and put it in your water bath at a 95C setting. Go do literally…

“Looks like I’m going to a fucking barbecue,” is the best line ever. I don’t think she said it in the books, but it was a great tv-show writing decision!!!!!! Oh, Geillis Duncan. I love you and your Jacobite fanatic husband-poisoning writhe-dancing witchy time traveling in the moonlight ways.

Oh please. Find some honest work and quit doing mercenary shit for money. You'd be more honorable selling your own body.