I hear you, but at least it was a slightly different cherry-patterned fabric. That same black or white with red cherries and green leaves is getting really old, and it's on everything. The fabric with the butterflies on it in the same lookbook was lovely, though.

I am so sorry. Things just happen without rhyme or reason sometimes. All I can suggest is to just let the pain be - your sadness is totally natural. In my experience, time will help a lot. Focusing on the goodness in the world, even for a moment, is good for you too, as you've just done.

I have no doubt it probably disagrees with some people - I'm sorry you had to be one of them.I guess given the complexities of everyone's individual brain, it's inevitable.

Supposedly sleep deprivation impairs all sorts of nice, happy parts of your brain, but not the amygdala, which is the part that specializes in negative emotions and memories. That's why sleep deprivation is so common and yet so awful for people with mood disorders. I'm on the anxiety end of the spectrum, and a few…

Team Trazodone. It's been around for ages, isn't physically addictive like benzos or z-drugs, and actually increases slow-wave sleep. But it can cause priapism.

The other day I discovered she even has a line of lingerie. Wow. Not sure I want JS underwear. But then, my 7yo has a pair of her shoes and loves them. Black patent flats with a cute little embellishment on them and they were a bargain. Oh well. Glad she's not starving, I suppose.

AAAAAAAH.

It is something of a paradox, isn't it. On the one hand, no they absolutely should not refuse service to people because of their beliefs, but at the same time if I were gay and planning my wedding I would want to vote with my money and not support a business who, privately, had a fundamental problem with who I am.

Exactly. If he'd said he was going to decorate it with guns and black servants like that South African wedding a couple of years ago, then we'd have a story.

Awesome, but they didn't show the side-lying position! That was my salvation when I was a nursing newbie.

My kids are having one of their regular "pyjama days" at their daycare today. My 4-year-old asked me why grownups never have pyjama days at their work. I have to admit one of my first thoughts is that I'm not sure I want to know what some of my colleagues sleep in. At least two of my friends have revealed to me at…

It really is a total myth. Women were having premarital sex back then, too. Just going on what I actually know, my husband's maternal grandmother had at least one other sexual relationship before she married his grandfather - it resulted in a child that was placed for adoption. Both my paternal grandparents had…

My heart aches for you. I know that feeling. I didn't have a walk-in shower in my room, but they at least told me where the shower room was down the hall and encouraged me to take one.

“You’re not hemorrhaging? OK, peace, see you later.”

To sell it, I'm guessing.

Okay, once again: unless it's illegal (e.g., endangered animals, human flesh, something you shoplifted, I don't know) or I'm offering to share it with you, what one eats is none of anyone else's business.

Just explain it to people. Friends of mine who had twins a couple of years ago, when sending out a link to their photo albums, asked people to please not upload the photos to Facebook or other public sites. I can't believe how entitled people are. I guess I got married long before social networking so I don't really…

Oh my fucking god, that kid at the Cozumel wedding. So much rage. That second shooter deserves an award for not punching the father in the groin. Yeah, no photos at the ceremony is a perfectly reasonable rule. The couple is paying someone good money for those shots, don't you dare ruin them.

Oh, and don't even get me started on her sister, Peaches. That woman is not fruit. And as far as names with religious connotations, let us not forget Madeleine, Magdalena or Magda. Anyone who names their daughter any variant of those must be grooming her for a certain career.

Caftans are awesome; nice vintage ones sell like hotcakes on Ebay. I have been outbid so many times because I'm too cheap to shell out a lot of money. His Name Doesn't Break the Rules doesn't get it. I finally managed to win one (not my favourite by a long shot, but it works), but every time I wear it he sighs…