squirrelgirl
squirrelgirl
squirrelgirl

I don't have much advice, but I do have a similar situation and thus, can heartbreakingly relate. My husband left me for a coworker, and at first his mother was just as crushed as I was (like, drive to my house to rock me like a baby and apologize that her son betrayed me). Then, one day I got an email from her saying

As a single mother raising a boy (surrounded by a supportive family, albeit mostly women), it's not often that I set aside a Jezebel article for parenting tips or advice for my son when he's older—although I do save some, and also send some on to my niece from time to time. This article—and specifically your

I love it too (secretly). Any Saturday I'm flipping through channels and happen to find it is a Saturday then spent on the couch watching it all. Love it!

Thank you! (I hadn't Googled yet, so your answer is appreciated)

Really?! Why not?

Amen. If I only knew then (early 20s/college) what I know now (mid-30s)...

I think it sounds like they do have some merit; in Jaleel's and Kym's interview after the "incident" they neither denied nor confirmed how bad it really got, but they did admit there was SOME incident.

Did you read Lady Gaga's interview in Vanity Fair (I think it was last December, or even January)? It left me with strange pictures in my mind, as you mention above. She was in full Gaga-gear, cooking homeade spaghetti sauce at her parents' home and also hanging in a dive bar with her old friends. It was all very

I did too...the spellings you chose are perfect too. (Mostly unrelated: I met a child named "Icy Air" today—spelled differently, but that's it phonetically)

My parents live in Arizona, and have that Coke readily on hand whenever I visit. I drink it morning, noon and night—it IS the best!

I'm not sure about the simmering rage, but I also do not like him. And I definitely do not think he is cute.

And THAT is what I am doing right now. Should be cleaning for company's arrival tomorrow, but alas, here I sit with my sauvignon blanc, experiencing the same second-hand mentioned upthread.

That's great! My son thinks grandparents come from airplanes, too.

My son is almost 2, and he's just recently entered the same stage. The other day when I picked him up from daycare, he jumped gleefully into my arms (as he always does), grabbed both boobs and squealed "BOOBIES!!", to my chagrin, and to the awkward smiles from nearby parents and the daycare provider. He's always

Hearted. I agree with every word you wrote (as a single mother to an almost-2-year-old boy). Before he was born, I swore I'd be the tough-love sort—even from birth—yet I still find my son in my bed. I had him CIO one time around 6 months and I couldn't do it. I'm sure he'd have been fine. But I wasn't. We found

I know this is (slightly) off-topic, and that you didn't ask for empathy/sympathy, but I too found myself in circumstances where I had to wait for a few weeks to have my procedure. I live in Kansas, albeit in a liberal area, and I've never heard (or at least never paid attention to?) so many hateful, terrifying

I'mjust now getting back to this, but thank you! I think that makes sense for me.

I read that Bobbi Kristina lives alone in Atlanta. As for Whitney, I know she's from New Jersey, but I'm not sure where she was living.