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I don't want to be forced into the position where I'm arguing vehemently about this shit with people I like or love on a daily basis, but goddammit I will if they won't wake the fuck up. It's possibly fruitless, yes, but it's far better than giving up and allowing them to be warmly cocooned and surrounded by only

Ha. Too true. It's like my mantra during a shoot - "Look right here!"

Also I think another great tip is to tell the parents not to try to get the kids to smile in the family photo. They mean well, but it's a pain.

When my husband and I had our first child I remember my grandmother being so AMAZED that we took turns taking care of the baby. She just wouldn't shut up about it and told me that her husband never once changed a diaper or woke up with a crying baby. I told her I wouldn't stand for that shit. lol. But that was how it

i mean, unless they had a child to be their personal sex slave or something, right?

that's the reason every preteen gives on Maury when they're on there because they are supposedly trying to get pregnant. that and "i'm gonna make my baby a pimp. he gonna be gangsta."

I tried out the potty training thing on my first kid, and just barely got him trained by the time preschool started. (It was a close call, dammit.)

The second kid potty trained at 1 year old. I have NO IDEA what I did differently. I don't *think* I did anything different, at least.

I think my kids are just proof it

obviously i just love getting people fucked up.

I suppose I could include what I'm getting my other best friend...

Tovolo Sphere Ice Molds
a set of 2 will set you back just $9.99 on amazon
Slow-melting ice spheres go great in whiskey and other drinks, and will look awesome slowly melting from within this set...

Oh how I feel young Jonathan's pain. My brothers provide much the same poetic inspiration. Luckily I only had one brother to deal with this Thanksgiving. However, I must say I did miss his ex, who used to help my mother and I out in the kitchen on holidays and bring the best pot-infused cookies to eat whilst toiling

I've lived in complete destitution and I've lived comfortably middle class, and in my experience it is beyond difficult to eat healthy and maintain a healthy weight when you are poor. I'm overweight right now, and I have been since I had my kids. We're also pretty damned poor at the moment.

Yes, there's the cheap

Actually, Dearborn is a more upscale, middle-class white area. Way different from Detroit. Very suburban, white picket fence, coffee shop, malls, etc. It used to be a "sundown town" which refused to sell houses to anyone who wasn't white. There's a lot of racism alive and well in the area, even though there's a large

I live in Michigan and I don't *have* to lock my door. I know a lot of my neighbors don't. I can just walk in to their houses and say "Hello!" anytime. But we live in a smaller city. Ask anyone in the Detroit metro area if they lock their doors and they'll laugh at you.

Hi there. I'm from Michigan. Sometimes it's easy for me to forget how racist this place can be because I don't like associating with racist assholes. And then I read the news and my idyllic world falls apart. The race wars that rocked the 70s are still alive and well, they're just bubbling behind a thin facade of

I've known plenty of people who have said they can't get pregnant, only to later get pregnant because they weren't using any birth control. And of these people, I don't think a single one actually was told by a doctor that they couldn't get pregnant - they just basically diagnosed themselves.

Also, when I talk to

Yess. I did VERY similar things with my Barbies when I was a kid, and oddly I ended up playing with them until I was pretty much "too old" to do so. My younger cousin and I would play and pretend our Barbies were prostitutes so they could pay the bills and support their legions of illigitmate Skippers and Kellys.

This is one area in which being raised in poverty by a single mother has come in handy for me. I'm capable of not only being self-sufficient, but of helping others in their time of need as well. When I cook dinner, I do what my mom called "cooking for the army". I make so much that there's enough leftovers for

I was in the same camp originally. Much in the same way that I declared my son would never have toy weapons, I said Barbie dolls were off limits. On both counts I have caved. I grew up playing with Barbie dolls as well, and much of what my cousins and I did with them was make-believe and storytelling. My daughter has

Ha! I learned how to apply makeup on YouTube as well. I was a seriously late bloomer, though. I didn't start wearing makeup until after the birth of my first child. Insanity. But now I don't like going out without it. It's just part of the presentation and package of marketing me.

I wish someone would have warned me about SG *before* I did a shoot for them. I put a lot of time, effort, and money into photos that I can't use in my portfolio and for which being paid for was a massive headache. (the money came MONTHS after the photos were added to their galleries, for example) The model I shot was