Think of when a family member has changed a name with marriage or something, how long does it take to adjust to automatically calling them by their new last name?

I have also never had a male suitor send or give me flowers, but my mom has for an apology on several occasions!

My husband is amazing at coming up with rabbit names. The other is Werner Hare-zog.

This is awesome. As a side note, we have a rabbit named David Cloverdale (intentional misspelling, luttle bunny likes clover).

I have a wide toe box but super narrow heels. It’s not fun. I wear Danskos all the time. The front keeps my feet from being crushed and the back is swimmy enough that I don’t end up with blisters. I get plenty of shit for wearing “ugly shoes” but I like them fine. I see the state of women’s feet in my yoga class and I…

I have heard really good things about Keens, but man, they just do not fit my feet right. : (

I had a pair of Tevas that I wore while working at a park in the late 90s. They were good for being on my feet in hot weather all day except for THE SMELL. OMG the smell. I don’t even have very stinky feet, but something about that crosshatched footbed allowed any funk I had to get into those crevices and live. I used…

Bobby, I know you said you didn’t want to talk about the Duggers, but you have to admit that someone’s editorial decision to put them on the cover of “InTouch” after molestation is some tacky-ass-shit.

We got married on my husband’s niece’s birthday. She was a total adult about it, but she got married on Mother’s Day so it’s safe to say that she doesn’t GAF about much of anything.

Same thing happened with my cousins. Younger sister got engaged, older cousin’s girlfriend found out about it and gave him an ultimatum, “we get married before her or we’re over”. They ended up getting married two weeks before his little sister, meaning that most of the family traveled for his wedding and not hers.

That dude deserves a medal.

This has elevated. My parents (who are retired) received loads of coffee mugs (neither drank coffee) with #1 teacher on them. We never made Christmas cookies because they came in students’ backpacks before break.

I had to wash my arms up to my elbows. I am your husband.

It’s not just autism, baby. It’s the diabeetus too. By trying to make your child safe, you are actually killing them. Science. (Or not, because thorough study can never be a match to whatever it is people fear).

Yes. The capitalization is a dead give away that whoever wrote this totally knows what they are talking about. 100%.

Shit! Thanks for letting me know that. In my mind it’s just related to being darker in tone (not necessarily black even). My mom, who is very olive toned/jet black hair always described herself as my dad’s”swarthy bride” (his first wife was pasty with very blonde hair).

This comment is the best thing I have read on the internet, possibly ever.

Yeah, Christ was the first Christian! I heard that one too. SMH

My husband and I tried out a couple of yoga studios here int eh Twin Cities and found similar levels of B.S. Finally punted on this church basement yoga studio and its great. It’s a non-profit (linked to the church, I assume, but no one has ever done any prostelatizing). Super inclusive and welcoming environment for…

In my one year at a Catholic college (huge mistake) I got my ass metaphorically chewed by a girl in a creative writing class. She had written an EPIC poem about Jesus and his blue eyes. I suggested that she leave color out of it or go with brown, since Jesus was probably a little more swarthy. It didn’t go well.