You might like Offbeat Families. They specifically discourage acronyms, and as the name suggests, the commentariat is less conservative.

Seconded. People can get so caught up in the extremes of courthouse elopement vs. blow-out bash that they forget about the vast middle ground.

That bitch. Pomegranate is the best, man.

Married almost two years; living together for four. The quantity of sex has stayed about the same, with occasional stress-induced dry spells, but the quality has improved. We just had a baby two months ago, and it's just gotten even better. (You lose some spontaneity, but you gain more of an emotional bond.)

I'm Episcopalian, and there have definitely been times when I accidentally got drunk at church.

It doesn't have to be that way. My husband was right there with me during my son's birth 8 weeks ago, and he saw EVERYTHING. More than I like to think about. The only thing limiting our sex life now is the natural inconvenience that a baby brings to the table.

Another important handwashing occasion is after cutting up hot peppers, lest you rub your eye or masturbate. (It was a sad journey through Yahoo Answers the day I learned that lesson. Also, the internet has no shame.)

There is such a thing as soap sheets for just such a dilemma.

Oh how I wish you meant that literally.

Aw, I wish I had gotten a tacky turkey platter. None of my gifts were laughable. Boo!

1. That girl is fucking out of bounds. It is a nice gesture to send a gift even if you don't attend a wedding, but it's certainly not necessary or even expected, I think. I got a set of wine glasses from an old girl friend who couldn't come to my wedding, and it was super-sweet of her, but I never expected anything.

I wish people had carried off my beer after the wedding. We divided our beer between my husband's personal favorite and Bud Light (my dad's rec), and had sooo much Bud Light at the end of it. It was the rule for months afterwards that you had to drink a bad beer for every good beer you took, even after we unloaded a…

So obviously those gals are utter twats. But I want to use the cloak of Internet anonymity to dish: what was the worst wedding gift you've ever received, and how did you spin the thank you note?

Well, I guess if it feels like murder to YOU, there should be a law. God forbid you consider the many many other responses on this thread alone pointing out the reasons for late-term abortions. We should just let completely ignorant, uninformed FEELINGS be the basis of our legal system.

No recipes, but my husband has smoked whole chickens in our Weber grill, and they were AMAZING, especially as meat in enchiladas/tacos/etc.

Our pediatrician told us that when his wife was breastfeeding, the average cost of a year of formula was $1,200. So he wrote her a check for $1,200 and she taped it to the fridge as motivation to keep breastfeeding when it sucked. I'm breastfeeding because of the health reasons, but you can't argue with free. (And…

How did mix-feeding work for you? I've been breastfeeding my 3-week-old exclusively and pumping extra for a conference I'm going to in July. I'll be away from my baby for over 4 days, and I am terrified that what I pump won't be enough, and I've read so many "slippery slope" articles on the breastfeeding sites.

Oh, yes. My contractions were intensified by pitocin and having my water broken. An hour later, when I was still stuck at 3 centimeters, I asked for the epidural. It was no picnic getting the catheter inserted, but it was soooo nice after being in labor for 12 hours (no food either!) to just be able to relax a bit…

I never have the presence of mind for decent retorts. I think I awkwardly stammered something like, "Oh, I'm just going to have to try it and see how it goes" before bolting.

Ohmigod, the nosiness of total strangers is mindboggling once you start breeding. When I was hugely pregnant, I got a lot of "when's it due/what's the sex/what are you naming him" questions, which I expected and was happy to answer. What I was not expecting was for the random guy at the Habitat Re-Store to follow up…