rosieposey
Rosie Posey
rosieposey

If he tweets official business from his personal twitter, that’s the same as using personal email. I don’t follow his twitter but any number of tweets posted from Barf Bag would count as official business which should be segregated from his personal email.

But what about when he’s not president and is only using his personal twitter account? Does that mean that the official tweets are only in the national archives and he can delete them willy nilly from his personal twitter? I’m sure the original idea was that a president would use the official POTUS account for

The problem is that Trump doesn’t draw a clear distinction between his personal twitter, which should only be for personal stuff and POTUS account which is for business only. And there are also restrictions on what he can use the POTUS account for too - he can’t use it for personal announcements, promoting his

That was my reply too. I HAAAAAAAAATE my ex and his paltry $78/month for two elementary-school-aged kids but fuck, I love society more than I hate him. I was thinking greater good, but my BFF is unmarried, childless, with a good salary and a house provided by her family, so she’s got a different perspective.

Hmmmm, I don’t think so. The Hillary “emails” controversy started in part because she was required to officially archive emails that were specifically related to the business of the government and that was a personal email account that she used for conducting work. I’ve also seen reports from the ethics board that

That’s me. Right here. Chronic health issues that cost me thousands per year (on top of premiums) that I just cannot afford. GEE I WISH I COULD JUST UNSICK MYSELF!

He had people feeding him answers (when he’d bother to show up for prep) and he still couldn’t do it. Every day it’s another “JESUS CHRIST YOU’RE DUMB” moment.

I have the inverse statement basically, because I have NO interest in being the cougar in the relationship. Getting hit on by guys the same age as my oldest kid is FUCKING GROSS.

I was my ex’s second marriage and in his case, it’s extreme narcissism that makes him seem like a catch. He’s basically a parrot and if I’d say I was interested in something, he’d parrot it back to me to make me think he was interested (things like marriage and family were high on my list, so he made them high on his

I was my ex’s second marriage and in his case, it’s extreme narcissism that makes him seem like a catch. He’s basically a parrot and if I’d say I was interested in something, he’d parrot it back to me to make me think he was interested (things like marriage and family were high on my list, so he made them high on his

I’m 45 and I’m constantly amazed at the number of guys in my age range (45-50) that are never married. I tend to skip over them in my searching because if you haven’t had at least one marriage by 50, something is definitely wrong.

My youngest was 10 days late, born on April fools day and he weighed 10lbs. Joke was on me since he was a vaginal birth!

That stinks! It’s my youngest’s birthday today too!

It’s my youngest kid’s 10th birthday today. The joke was on me because he was 10lbs at birth (vaginally). To celebrate we always do fun treats - this year it will be Rice Krispie treat sushi. Here are some from previous years:

My mom was in the delivery room with my first. In the early 90's the epidural wasn’t a continuous catheter in your back but a single shot (at least in the hmo hospital I delivered). Anyway, after pushing awhile I suggested to my doc that maybe we change position and use the squat bar to help support me, which she was

I love Paige, because although she goes by Paige, her first name is actually the same as mine.

Hildi recently had back surgery so I doubt she’ll be back. She’s struggled the last few years with a lot of back issues, so I can’t see her signing up again where she’s stuck in airplanes.

I know where his Hampton’s house is. I may or may not have considered throwing rocks through the windows while walking on the beach. (I don’t know if Bill was there, but someone was.)

Your description reminds of this carnival ride my kid and I went on where we thought for five, very long minutes, we were going to die. It had cars like cages and flung you around 360 degrees, upside down, and while there was a seat belt, it did little to hold us in place so we braced ourselves and prayed for a quick