Haha right now I use my fiancé :)

I drink hot water with lemon every morning and have for like a decade. It’s part of the whole hippy-dippy health nut thing. Also helps things get moving in the morning. My guess is she might be using limes for that instead, if they’re cheaper. There were definitely periods in my life where I bought limes if they were…

I got some sort of tendonitis from squeezing a lemon a day for like 10 years. I drink hot water with lemon every morning, which I’m guessing is what she’s got all those limes for (if they are cheaper than lemons, because they serve the same function). I have to use bottled lime juice until my wrist is healed. True…

My friend just started working in the cafe there and has already had crazy shit happen.

Um, yeah, the situation you’re describing here bears literally no similarity to our situation. I was merely venting on Saturday Night Social that sometimes our situation sucks. Which it does. But thanks for working your stepmom issues out on me. I hope you feel better now.

Thank you so much for this. It always helps to hear perspectives as to what the kids are going through, as bpd is such an obscure diagnosis and I don’t know a lot of people who have acknowledged experience with it. We feel so deeply for the kids because we know there has to be so much going on over there that we don’t…

It’s unfortunate that the $$ figure is all you read here.

We were supposed to have my fiancé’s kids tonight but they’ve all elected to go to their mom’s instead. She’s got bpd and she’s really heavy into the alienation game. My future stepdaughter who’s 14 called my fiancé this week to read a Bible verse to him and tell him he’s never been a father figure to her or the other…

When I finished undergrad I took all my graduation money and drove west from Chicago to Seattle, south to San Diego, east to Austin, and back north. I remember South Dakota being very gorgeous and I stopped in Wall.

I got sick the night before the Two Oceans Ultra-Marathon in Cape Town, South Africa. I thought it was a fluke, but then I got sick again that morning before the race started. And then again at Mile 1 . . . and Mile 2 . . . and Mile 3 [. . .] and Mile 33 . . . and Mile 34 . . . and Mile 35. And then for a week…

I work in higher education. Sexism by the old boys club is rampant. I’m in my 30s. My former boss (age 60-ish) has moved on to a different role at our institution in which I still interact with him. When we have meetings he says things like, “I’m married, but that’s because terremotín is still with her fiancé.” Gross.…

They also apparently had a “Obama Impeachment Fund” at the cashier at one point.

I have 13 options for my bridesmaids. Same length, same color, same fabric, but different silhouette. I took 4 of them the other day and they ALL found one that fit their figure beautifully. They keep thanking me for not choosing one dress and I'm like, "who would do that?"

WOOT!

What coffee/bagel place in middle America has a wi-fi password anyway? Because some random teenager might park outside it with his iPhone and use it without buying a $0.59 bagel? (I haven’t eaten a bagel since like 1996 so excuse me if that price is off).

Some restaurants have the vegan reubens. I’m trying to remember which ones.

I had not thought about that movie for exactly 13 years.

there was some awkward backpedalling by corporate but nothing groundbreaking or convincing.

You are the second one to say you are drunk. Also Lilly; Liberal Hippie Queen. And also me. I live in Indiana. I deserve all the drunk right now.

The only other things that get me are Filet-O-Fish billboards (WHY?) and when I’m running past a party in a park or on the beach where they’re grilling. That grill smell is so good. And I haven’t had meat in well over 2 decades.