Yes! I was in Whole Foods last Saturday night (super exciting life) and it was chock full o’ single women about my age. I felt like I was in a parallel universe because I’ve never seen anything like it.
Yes! I was in Whole Foods last Saturday night (super exciting life) and it was chock full o’ single women about my age. I felt like I was in a parallel universe because I’ve never seen anything like it.
I know. I’m a sell-out civil lawyer and have been for 18 long, shameful years. The best I can do is volunteer with the appellate defender’s office but I find the lack of funding and support for PDs unbelievable.
I did ETP for a brief time and you’re right - carbs, what a concept. I follow Renaissance Periodization, which is the same idea only more structured, i.e. “eat this much of X at Y time”.
OMG. “Peterson went from 184 pounds to 245 pounds in 120 days...”
That’s so interesting. I’m in a “suburb” (but not really—it’s the least suburban suburb ever) of Chicago and likewise, my kids go to a super diverse public high school and they couldn’t care less about the race/ethnicity of anyone else. My oldest was in an interracial relationship for 2 years and it never would have…
Well, that sounds great. They’re gaining an unhealthy amount of weight so they can better empathize? Jesus H. Now I need to read more about this show...
That couldn’t relate less to what I posted. But o.k...
I totally agree with you re: hating weight loss as a sport. It makes me really uncomfortable.
There are people in this country awaiting trial for felonies, but they don’t have a lawyer to represent them because their local public defender office is broke. And then we have this.
I have SO MANY ISSUES with the fact that AA tends to be courts’ go-to program. I respect any program that works for anyone, but it’s so strange to me that people still believe that AA is the only support system available to people in recovery. I’m sober (3 years on July 26) but only attended one meeting and bailed…
We appreciate anything and everything that you do to expose this...I don’t even have the words to name what I just watched. I’m so sorry you have to read things like that on a daily basis, much less sit there while they are being read to your face. It’s so powerful to hear those words spoken by real live men and I…
Thanks for relaying that because I would love something - even a lift would be great. Once my self-esteem bounces back (ha!), I’m going to check out other surgeons. Glad to hear you had a good experience.
No idea. Great bedside manner.
Thanks for the kind words. I wish I could do some voodoo psychology on myself and stop letting her words start my day but damned if I don’t look in the mirror and see “Buddha”. However, I continue put that cream in my coffee every morning like a BOSS.
I think there are “doctors” and then there are “plastic surgeons” because man, I never would have expected a doctor to send me home feeling worse about myself than I did when I walked in the door. My face was red because I was really embarrassed and I get super hot, so I was waiting for her to address the rosascea I…
Thanks...I don’t know of anyone who has gone to one, so that’s why I just sort of hunt and pecked and found her. I intentionally picked a woman because I figured she would get it in spades. Yeah, no. Thanks for the kind words. I don’t think I can go through it again so I’m out.
Jesus Christ, what an insensitive ASS. You’re poor mom. I mean, we’re all just trying to get by, you know? Do they not realize that if we’re there at the f’ing appointment, we’ve probably self-assessed, which is why we’re there? Did he think your mom was content with her eyelids, so it was up to him to drive it home…
I call mine my “2 wet socks that I lug around”. I HATE THEM. Side note: I actually went to a consult with a plastic surgeon for a reduction or lift, just to see how much they are, what the down time is, etc. I left in tears and I have heard the doctor’s words screaming in my head every single day since the…
Yep. I haven’t lived there since 1991, but give me a drink and a phone with a family member on the other end and oooooooooh noooooooo, the vowels just start a’flowin’.
My 20-something co-workers don’t understand why my door has been shut for the last hour and why I bailed on lunch. I’m in my 40s, grew up in Minnesota, and this guy’s music has been the only thing to stay consistent in my long, sometimes shitty life.