I cannot imagine that. I just cannot. My kidlet was what I called a sleep screamer. She would be fast asleep, and then suddenly raise her head, scream at the top of her lungs (while still asleep!), continue to scream for about 5 minutes, and then drop back asleep like nothing had happened. This happened about once an…

If a shark pops out of the water and bites them, is that spousal abuse? Or if a jellyfish stings them? What if a sea lion slaps them silly?
Or are those different entities who are cohabiting with the ocean? Or are they the ocean’s children? Siblings? Are the fish pets or decoration?

It might be related to the Doritos salad to-go that was served at my high school. It was an individual bag of Doritos, in which some lettuce, ground beef, and shredded cheese was thrown into. The bag was then shaken around, topped with a dollop of sour cream if one desired a more taco salad experience, and then eaten…

Goodness, that is literally about a mile or two away from my old apartment.

I agree with the sentiment, but how many people are going to watch the Olympics because of the expected shitstorm? If there’s one thing that Americans love to watch, it’s an expected travesty, and then the feel-good bitching about it afterwards.

I have zero sense of time, but I was instilled with a fear of being late as a kid. I just cannot be late. So I compensated by being ridiculously early in every way. Class starts at 10am and a 5 minute walk from car? I need to be there by 9am, preferably 8:45. Otherwise, the world will end as I am a shamed tardy…

Interesting. My dad always used his ADD as his excuse (“I can’t do that, don’t you know I’m ADD?”), but we were never allowed to have that excuse. My brother was diagnosed, but he still got shit for it. I was diagnosed, but my dad told the doctor (and me) that girls can’t get ADD, so therefore I was just lazy. Took me…

The anxiety was certainly a symptom of mine. Essentially, I had a homemade patchwork of coping mechanisms that were inefficient and sucking my brainpower. I don’t know if the anxiety was caused by the ADD or my coping mechanisms, but they certainly fed into each other and I was an anxious wreck. Eventually, it spilled…

I think that this is a very good point, and I believe that there are a couple of different factors at play right now when it comes to these Holocaust comparisons.

On a flight from NJ to Europe, I briefly chatted to the person sitting next to me before she popped a Benadryl, and she explained that she absolutely loathed take-offs, so the Benadryl would give her a nice nap and she would be good for the rest of the flight. I wished her well, pulled out my book, and she fell…

I stopped believing a while ago, but I attend Easter/Christmas and a few other events for family. Coming from AoG to ELCA was a culture shock and I am more than happy to attend church a few times a year when that church is awesome. I no longer spend the sermons in horror at what is being preached, but instead…

My husband’s family is ELCA from birth and they are faaaar more liberal than other Lutherans and much more than my fundie AoG upbringing. They were offering to perform gay commitment ceremonies long before gay marriage was legalized, they actually help the poor, the community activities are beyond awesome, and I’ve…

My husband is a nurse. In nursing school, which was comprised of around 120 women and 5 men (including my husband), a Professor actually spoke to them about what she called the “glass escalator” for male nurses. In other words, they were going to get jobs faster, promoted faster, more money, and they’d better not be…

Yes! Same for me. My boobs feel like they need some kind of support, but not needing massive support. I mostly live in wireless bras, because whenever I put on a bra that has any type of wire or major support, I suddenly have massive, awkward, uncomfortable torpedoes. Great for fancy nights, not so great for a basic…

Also, nobody ever warned me about those damn fetal monitors. Yes, they are just disks on your stomach. But I had ninja child. Ninja child LOVED those disks as kicking targets. Ninja child saw anything on the stomach as a kicking target. So I was in the full throes of labor with a failed epidural, and in so much pain,…

I had been warned not to expect a water-breaking gushing from the start. My mom told me that her water never broke, my grandma’s never broke, etc. Labor, to them, had been this weird thing of feeling weird, getting to the hospital, and having a baby really, really freaking fast.

I was never shy about not 100% enjoying every single moment of pregnancy or parenting. Some things sucked. Some things were excellent. I made both points very clear to my friends who got pregnant after I did, and I tried my hardest not to scare them or make it seem like magical unicorn farts. Years later, I found out…

My nurse husband said this: the more ripe a banana is, the more it has a laxative effect. The less ripe, the more constipating it is. He assumes that smooshed/smoothied bananas would fall into the more ripe category.

To be completely fair, opioid constipation is no joke at all. I had a point in time where I injured my back and the ibuprofen I was taking was causing stomach bleeding. So my doc gave me a short-term course of opioids while I waited for my insurance to approve PT, about a week and a half, enough to take once in the…

I once got yelled at on the internet for spoiling the death of Sirius Black....six months after the LAST Harry Potter book was published.