“HEY. HEY. DON’T YOU ALL REALIZE THE THING YOU’RE ENJOYING SUCKS?? HEY. LISTEN. HEY!! STOP HAVING FUN!”

Solution: stores can stop trying to squeeze every last dime out of their bottom line by replacing their employees with stupid self-checkout registers.

I think that concern is completely fair and warranted. Personally, as I mentioned in another comment, if that’s what it was *trying* to do, I think it probably fell a bit short. If there is any catharsis, tough, I’d imagine it would be from showing the women in their abusive situations, then getting out of them (by…

So, I checked it out. And ... yeah. I’ll break down the actual movie a bit, cuz there’s kind of a lot going on.

Ugh. That fucking sucks. I’m sorry you had to deal with that.

If anyone sees you, just send them the video and they’ll be just as weepy.

As others have pointed out, I can’t see a situation that this would be the best route for warming a bottle. MAYBE if you could just leave it in the water bath overnight, so it’s ready when your kid wakes up to eat. For that to be safe, though, you’d need to keep it at 135-ish, F, so you’re basically slow-pasteurizing…

Two things to add:

It does work with lemon peel, but the pith on some lemons is really thin, so you need to watch out for those. They won’t turn out quite right.

Those prices aren’t bad at all! TJ’s is $2.99 pretty consistently.

I legit only opened this page from Feedly to mention Kerrygold. Glad others know the majesty of the gold brick.

Uh, yes. And they are amazing (well, they can be. Some are super-crappy). There is probably even one in your area, ‘cuz they are the hotness right now. They’re not usually scary, like haunted houses or anything. Just physical/mental puzzles to solve with friends (or strangers).

Hush is *so* good. One of my favorite recent horror movies.

Have you seen any officials use the word “terrorism”? I haven’t.

We did BLW with our son. I think we started around 5 months, as well. We mostly skipped purees, though we did start him out with soft foods that we’d mash up a bit with a fork, to appease my wife’s fear of choking hazards.

Better yet: in your OoO, say that you are out until <x>. If there is an emergency, contact <y>. Otherwise, they can email again after you return on <x>.

Any idea if this would help with woody breast syndrome? It seems like I get one or two breasts with a funky texture in basically every pack I buy. It’s really unpleasant, and makes me want to just crock-pot chicken breasts from now on.

Is it okay to send dick pics to random guys on the subway?

Eh, the kind of person that would be a shit about someone promoting a suicide helpline is probably wired to be a shit in just about every aspect of their life.

An alternate answer to the headline: “literally nothing but manage inflation”.