The funny thing is that you tend to forget it. I have two children, and I had morning sickness. While I knew it was bad, I forgot about it until I had it again. I think it's nature's way of getting you to sign up without thinking about it.

Maybe she's the quiet, hidden freak among the more obvious ones.

We keep telling ourselves that, don't we? Yet, each season we tune in for some more masochism.

I can't wait!

Is it really, though? Or, is it a matter of finding more excuses than solutions? While there are medical reasons attributed to obesity, it's still a nominal population; whereas, the majority stems from lifestyle (e.g. dieting, eating). It's not waving one's hand airily; it's stating one factor in prevention.

Once again, how does that stop people from exercising in their homes? Exercise takes place any and everywhere, even if it's going up and down stairs.

I hope she (or he) isn't. Truth is that, despite all precautions, things can still happen, either during in-patient and outpatient practices.

Walk in your home. (I grew up in the hood btw). We jumped rope in our house when things got iffy.

It doesn't cost anything to take a walk every so often. I understand the diet and cost issues; however, some exercise is free.

Big noses = phalluses to me.

Blonds rarely do anything for me. Give me ginger men now.

Men in ankle socks or any socks cuffing the ankles. Ginger men, particularly those with London/Southern Irish/Scottish accents. A certain amount of hair on the chest and belly strip (not too much and not too little). London/Southern Irish accents. Long, lean fingers

No. It makes you sane.

You have to wonder why we're not even in the top 20 for education.

Did you read the damn post?

Hoagie is a Philly word, co-opted by Pittsburgh, and no, Pittsburgh can shove it.

Hoagie is a Philly term. Stop playing. It's from Hog Island.

Well, considering that the proceeds will be given to charity, it's a win-win situation. Fans will see a picture and a charity will progress. No complaints here.

When I planned my wedding eleven years ago (damn time flew), I made sure not to ask my family/friends to give up a holiday for me. I simply picked a summer Sunday and that was it. My holidays are sacred days to snooze a little longer and not worry about scrambling to get my kids out the door for school. Nope.

Seriously! I've haven't met a Chad that wasn't a tool.