shyla0614
Shyla
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The stains make it even more charming. Am I right?

While we’re at it, can we stop calling tips “hacks”?!?!

You deserve a Pulitzer or a Nobel Peace Prize or an Oscar for this.

My son’s preschool was like that, as was summer day-camp, both run by the local Y.M.C.A. One of my sisters-in-law had the same problem as an elementary school teacher. In Australia.

My husband is fantastic and sometimes I do forget. My angry little heart melts all over again when I remember him smacking people DOWN over their jackass comments after our daughter was born. He is stellar in those respects.

In a best case scenario, yes, you should reapply throughout the day, but an early-morning application (or a couple of hours before going outside) soaks in before it has a chance to wash off in the water. It's better than nothing.

From my experience ... Never, ever entrust daycare workers, teachers, or camp counselors with applying sunscreen to your kid. Not only are they usually busy with several other kids at the same time, they’ll often apply it hurriedly or wrong. It’s far better to apply a good, thick coating in the morning before you drop

The sun is no joke. I grew up fair skinned and red-haired like one of the little guys in this story and suffered with sunburn all the time growing up (back in the day when it was called “suntan oil” instead of sunscreen). I can’t tell you how many freckles have turned into “suspicious areas that need to be biopsied”

why the uneven number for eyes it's making me uncomfortable.

Thank you for this. This is a really thoughtful response.

And thank you for recognizing the fucking huge privilege in choosing to be vegetarian or vegan.

I went through a similar journey, Natasha. I always felt conflicted eating meat, given my love of animals. So I tried a few times to become a vegetarian but did it badly, resulting in failure. Then I made arbitrary rules like “I can’t eat it if it still looks like an animal” (think cornish game hens) or “I don’t eat

“Divorced from” may be the wrong terminology. “Think it’s fundamentally silly” may be more on target. It’s not like it’s an idea I’ve never heard before, I just don’t think it’s true.

I hear you! I hate that men get to legislate ANYTHING about women’s bodies. I mean, our local representative recently spoke out against providing medical care by Internet — which is a big deal in N Idaho, as many people live in super remote places and could easily get shut in due to weather — because he thought it

California is a two party state; both parties in the recording have to give their consent to being recorded and obviously, the PP person did not do so. The anti-choice troll’s claim is that the recording was made in a public space. The judge didn’t buy it.

Honestly and truly - I have taken or taught 5 hours of yoga since Monday with 2 more hours planned for later today. And I still get rage-y and stabby with this.

I’m heartened to know I am not the only one who does this. Same thing applies to a few glasses of white wine and any conversation regarding privilege - Mr. BallofStess works very hard but it often ends up with me being angry because he doesn’t know some piece of lingo that is basically only regularly used in Internet

This happens to my poor husband too. He’s come home from work more than a few times and I’m like “HAVE YOU SEEN WHAT MEN ARE DOING OMG THEY’RE THE WORST” and he’s learned by now to just say “I KNOW, KILL ALL MEN RIGHT??” and go get changed. by the time he’s done in the shower I remember he’s actually a wonderful man

I would assume it was probably recorded illegally (ie. without their consent, which in a number f states is needed from all parties in order for video-taping someone in a non-public space to be legal) and thus if they became aware of the video before its release, they would have grounds to block its publication.

Sometimes my husband gets home and I am Full Of Impotent Feminist Rage and have to like...remeet him and remember that he is not One Of Them.

Totally. Everyone around here hunts - as an alternative to picking up a roast at the grocery store. I know exactly no person who thinks this sort of “hunting” is okay.