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Didn’t she also try to write a dinner party book or something? With absolutely bonkers advice lists?

I remembered it being all about her ass and now I look at those pictures and I’m wondering now....really? THAT’S what people were all up about? She has a perfectly standard thin lady butt.

Same. I was already working in my field when I started my PhD program, and was told upon completing my coursework that I needed to chose: PhD or job. I couldn’t do both, even though my job is in the field I was studying and was the financial backing for this scholarly pursuit.

This is SUCH a unique situation I can’t imagine it happening regularly. But when my late husband was in clinical trials, one of the researchers came and talked to us about the research. Not an MD, but a PhD. They were Dr. so and so. We knew why they were talking to us and knew what their role in the whole thing was.…

In small things I do to destroy the patriarchy: I always address things to couples with the Mrs. first if they share a last name. Other wise they get their desired last names, but the woman always gets listed first. With proper titles if they have them.

Yep. Them’s the ones.

A tried and true maneuver to look as sad and pathetic as possible to get more treats. 

I also HATE stockings, mostly because they endlessly remind me of being shoved into scratchy, uncomfortable sausage casing as a child. The only ones I have as an adult are ridiculously expensive ones that are vaguely comfortable and I tolerate wearing at all for the sake of funerals. I’m NOT wasting those on sex. 

Good lord, I should not look at that picture when all I want is a milkshake. I’ll take a coffee whipped cream concoction in lieu of!

Why yes, I DID spend some time holding my dog like a baby, and he loved it. Fell asleep and everything. Making him forget that I gave him a bath two days ago and made him a fluffy boy.

God, “the state of the house” was just endless from my grandmother. ENDLESS. 

it just seems like women have WAY more “has to be done”, “should be done”, and “this is HOW it must to be done” than the men i know do.

We have to wear ties for work in the winter, and every year we get some dude who doesn’t know how to tie a tie and I’m astonished.

I agree that it is really comforting to sleep with a partner, and I’ve also been lucky that I haven’t had a person who snores, or at least snores at intervals that are short and quiet enough to not be heard through my ear plugs.

My dog is 16lbs and can manage to take up 75% of the bed by some twisting of physics. And spends the whole evening donkey kicking me in the stomach. It’s astonishing and is why he cannot sleep in bed with me. 

I have some seriously messed up nighttime anxiety, and having another human in bed with me helps keep that at bay, so I enjoy sleeping with another person and generally get better sleep.

It goes along with my theory that while branded as a space to embrace creativity, Pinterest is actually where creativity and unique expression goes to die.

The house I grew up in had a family room for the same purpose. A place that wasn’t carpeted that could be seen from the kitchen where the kids played when small, and did homework when older. It had the table we ate dinner at, and a small tv. It’s mostly where my dad would watch the news and read the paper while my…

That’s my parent’s breakfast bar and was always a clutter nightmare and will continue to be a clutter nightmare.