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Our officiant is actually doing 2 different cousins weddings this summer, he said he feels more confident about it this time... worked the kinks out, yadda yadda. Both were in attendance at my wedding and definitely witnessed all the tears.

MY FACE RIGHT NOW.

Oh god, I blubbered like a baby from the second I had to open my mouth. I cry at weddings of fictional characters on TV. I cry when I walk past a wedding on a beach and I don’t even know the people. Something about the family you get to pick really gets my goat and the idea of joining families with the person you

YES. I was coming to say just this. I love this machine. I love that you can open it flat, and that the top plate can be “floated” instead of hinging at an angle. That the plates themselves can be taken off of the machine and put in the dishwasher... also a huge plus.

YES. I was coming to say just this. I love this machine. I love that you can open it flat, and that the top plate

I actually put my plates in the dishwasher and haven’t had an issue. The manual says that is OK.

I actually put my plates in the dishwasher and haven’t had an issue. The manual says that is OK.

Yes, I replied upthread to someone that I do wonder if there was abuse only he experienced. But the closeness in age would mean my husband and my SIL would have probably been around it (though as you mention, it is possible to not process it, especially if it is happening to someone else. )

I just showed my husband this story and he exclaimed “Hey, really!”

I literally watched through my fingers, quietly whispering “please stop please stop please stop” to myself. blech blerg

GET OUT OF MY HEAD.

sad emoticon indeed.

My old boss insisted on getting bottled Fiji water (because anything less is for plebes) and the whole time I worked there my car was basically just a wagon full of half-empty, hot as fuck square bottles.

That is so weird, as I was reading this, I was thinking "how could you think you could get away with this?" but I guess you're right, they just assume it will stay small and they will be in control the whole time.

I once worked for a woman who converted to judaism to marry her husband. She was super fair, bright red hair, apple cheeked with a button nose and I suppose didn't look like what people imagine when they think "jewish". We had a vendor come into the office and make a comment about how I was trying to "jew him down"

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Uh, there is clearly more than one way to skin this cat.

I've had that conversation over the phone. Uh, get a ruler? And that will show you exactly how big 12" is.

OH MY GOD I HAVE THESE COUSINS, TOO.

My husband and I are, apparently, total weirdos in that we both love to cook and we both obsessively clean as we go. So it's more like, you cook, I'll wash the dishes we were literally just eating off of a minute ago, I'll put the leftovers away while you wipe down the counters. We treat it more like a

I think it is just worse with men because they aren't conditioned to respond to social cues as well as women are. My (older) sister can tell a helluva story, but if you're in person sitting across the table from her, she can tell when you start to lose focus and will cut it short or find a way to draw you in again.

I honestly find this to be true with most first-born children more than most men. I'm married to a middle child and his stories are short and to the point because no one would listen to him for more than 2 minutes. His older brother? jabber jaw for days without ever reaching any kind of point. Mummy hung on his