Understandable. Physics still say yes to many, myriad of things. Just not everything. 

My boyfriend is about 7 inches taller than I am. There are some things that physics says no to. 

Medical things that traumatized me from childhood: having all of my baby teeth pulled (there was a good reason, but still), having an infected splinter removed from my finger. 

I have my vaccinations. But I work with the general public daily. I was like one of the first 700 people to get swine flu in the US because of the humanity. We’re practically the living plot of Contagion.

You just introduced a horror scenario into my brain that I never thought would be something I had to worry about: sleeping pill sex.

I will help you throw the molotov cocktail, and I have never been pregnant and never wish to be. But hell if some asshole is going to make your pursuit of safe medical care and baby having more difficult than it already is.

I was mid gin sipping, and into the nose it went in my laugh snorting. 

I finally caved in and coughed up the $27 and bought this and I love it. 

I agree. However, to me, planning that the kid is going to get tired and crabby and tired and might need a place to crash while other activities continue on as normal is enough and fine. The kid being snoozy in a stroller that maybe they are bit too big for means that people can get their five year olds acclimated to…

Oh Fresh Babies. Anything can be a boob if you try hard enough, I guess. 

The carrying thing confusing to me. And making me worry about that woman’s spinal health.

Certainly not with a toddler, but when my goddaughters were fresh to 3ish months, any boobs that got near their face was at least good for a test, even if that boob had clothes on, wasn’t their mom’s, etc.

It’s the chlamydia talking. 

I mean, but the time I was six or whatever I knew the name of whatever disease I was getting vaccinated for. But my care or understanding? pfffffttttt. All I cared about was whether I’d get Burger King as a treat or not for it.

I was astonished, ASTONISHED, to find someone I spend time with regularly (who is also a nurse!) had this view point. We were talking about having gotten the vaccine (or not, my one friend is 6 years older than I am, and I only just fit under the old age requirements to get it). She was like ‘But it makes you more…

But half the fun of owning a dog is talking about the absolutely dumb ass shit they did on any given day.

Regular, pumpkin. So probably 300ish calories. My only saving grace for the day, truly.

I had a rubbish schedule a few days ago and had eaten an OK breakfast and a snack, but didn’t get lunch until 3.30pm. I was wobbly. Eating my yogurt and fruit made me feel like a new human. 

I ate badly and relatively little yesterday (a rice krispies treat, an apple, a noosa yogurt, a scoop of ice cream and some tomato soup. Still more than this woman) and then had two negronis over the course of a few hours. And was shattered to the point of puking.

If only we had that much power.