sallysass
Sally Sass
sallysass

I have a one-year-old daughter. I have now seen Frozen infinity times. After reading your comment, all the songs echo in my skull, a furious din of Broadway-ready tunes growing ever-louder, ever-more cacophonic, endlessly, ceaselessly; silent, then, lie my thoughts and hopes and dreams, undone by [squints to read cue

Collectibullshit?

Not gonna lie - I fucking love this movie. I'm black, and come from a long line of black women who love it despite the blatant racism. I think it must be the dresses.

A lot of people like to act like there's this universal definition of "cheating," but in practice, cheating means whatever you want it to mean in the context of your individual relationship. As long as you and your partner have an established definition and abide by it, that's all that should matter.

Thank you. Sometimes people get so hung up on the cheating versus not cheating thing that it ends up just being a distraction from the real question of whether someone's partner finds it unacceptable.

You have to have the "is it just going to be us going forward" talk. If he thinks you're just somebody he's dating and you think he's your somebody, you're setting yourself up for hurt feelings. But as long as you haven't had the exclusivity talk, he's not cheating because you're just dating. JMHO.

"But in my experience, that other person being looked at is always a woman. I don't know of any couples where the women looks at other men and the man joins in on the fun of talking about why he's hot or worth checking out. This doesn't mean it's not common! I've just never heard it anecdotally and would actually love

No, it's not cheating. But it doesn't have to be cheating to not be acceptable.

Oh yeah, totally logical. When I place a to go order and they ask for a name, I'm always like, "Let me show you the facebook page of the person the order is for." Restaurants love that because it's so much more efficient than just saying, "Steve." What a wacky misunderstanding!

This popped up in my LinkedIn feed over the weekend, and I have to say I HATED IT.

Duuuuude. You pretty much just did say "all ladies in the workplace are annoying, slightly codependent over sharers." I also love my dude-friends and pretty much need my brother-substitutes anywhere I go, but it's not bc I think ladies suck, it's bc I love both dudes and ladies.

I remember an Encyclopedia Brown story in which it was revealed that the female character had done something because...she was filing her nails after getting out of the shower, and nobody does that!

The Encylopedia Brown remark made me spit my coffee. So, you regularly have dinner with the chief of police, and when he's onto a case he just can't crack, he'll take his notebook out of his breast pocket and let you have a whack at it? "But wait ... you said he wore a BLUE hat when he walked into the room! Case

I love dogs so much!

I had a horrible pregnancy and wanted to murder everyone I came into contact with for the full 10 months (and for the next few months after that to be honest.) My husband is AMAZING and while I never took my rage out on him, I also did nothing else than lie in bed or on the bathroom floor all day and he did everything

I set a supervisor's coat on fire and woke up in the bed of one of the dudes from Vampire Weekend (he was on tour and not present).

Sadly, my horror show, was just last year, at an age when I should know better. I was attending a very fancy company holiday party, for the company that I work for as a senior staff member in the entertainment industry. as well, I had rsvp'd to attend an early evening cocktail party, business related, beforehand.

The holiday parties at my former company were epic. An open bar, a free hotel room and 150 stressed out workers made for a drunken festival.

Well, this story isn't from a holiday party, but it was an office party, and I sure as hell did make an ass out of myself. It was my first big party at my first real job; I was in charge of planning the day's activities, so naturally I was in panic mode for an entire week straight before the event. I wanted to impress