Yeah, it's hard to shake that "what will people think". My first husband was adamant on a ring and I caved.

I kind of hate you a little bit right now. :(

I used to take my morning shower when I was still barely conscious, like other people have morning coffee. One day our shower was positively invaded by ants- I assume they were searching for water. I did not realize this until I was leaned against the shower wall, my hair and most of my back pressed against the tiles.

rather than cluttering up the notifications

I have not, but I am intrigued!

More than you might think. I'm not talking about asking a dude right now, "hey, I bet you really want to go drop three months salary on an intrinsically worthless rock right about now". I'm talking about the actual reaction if their girlfriend says, "hey, I don't want a diamond engagement ring".

Some view it as a symbol of their ability to "provide" or whatever. It's this misguided "look at the size of the rock I can afford for my woman" idea. Do these guys consciously think about wanting to buy a diamond ring? Of course not. But I would be happy to wager money that there's a significant chunk of guys who, if…

There are also dudes who buy into the "keeping up appearances" bit and would balk at the idea of not proposing with a diamond ring.

The only bad thing about giving it up, for us personally, were all the store rewards cards that were connected to that number. I don't remember a number I didn't even use ten years ago!

I don't even have a land line!

I can't even imagine that. But then again, kiddo calls me on his walk home every day. And I take at least one photo of the kids or the dogs almost every day (I love Magisto for composing little videos for the day to day stuff, which I backup for when they're all grown up and stuff). Handwritten, synced notes for…

THREE HUNDRED TWENTY THREE UNREAD EMAILS.

I am starring for your commitment to the cheese curd cause, but seriously. Ewwwwww.

Denied. Eggs benedict forever.

just buy a phone and use it

I can relate. We had the paper shades, because it wasn't like they'd ever need to go up anyway. It's sort of funny in hindsight. Well, to me. I think most of my friends would've been horrified. :D

Yeah. It kind of makes sense, though. They'd have to actually GO outside for the filth to make it outside.

Mmmmm. I don't even need Taco Bell's help for that, I'll just get me a damn honeybutter chicken biscuit and sort of hold it sideways-ish. Carefully. Very carefully.

Deep-fried, even!

Doggone it! I was so hoping I could be the first to post this. :D