This is why you don’t go chasing waterfalls. Please stick to the rivers and the lakes that you’re used to.

Step one, brew a cup of herbal tea. Step two, put a couple glugs of brandy in it. Step three- lemon, honey, whatever, who gives a shit. Repeat.

You’ve found my pet peeve. I absolutely loathe those scams and my FB friends spam me with them all the time. I’m sorry you’re dealing with it too.

I have the most generic, boring first name paired with a generic, boring last name. My advice to parents: look at the most popular names for the last few years, and for the love of all that is good, DO NOT GIVE THOSE NAMES TO YOUR KID. I’ve always been one of about 5 women with the same name in every class I’ve ever…

Bosch. Those things are worth every penny. They’re so quiet.

Sea level: It really does mean what you think it means.

I read that in a Dr. Joyce Brothers book about marriage that I found at my grandparent’s house. They didn’t have cable.

You are so, so right about this.

There’s nothing wrong with valuing your marriage over anything else. There is something wrong with valuing a wedding over everything else. I get that not everyone has the same accomplishments I do, but if you’re getting married and throwing a wedding, I’d like to think you’ve graduated high school (something that took…

I cannot thank you enough for pointing this out. Sadly, though? Many women who comment on this site’s wedding articles are the exact opposite of what you describe: They are perfectly content to behave as though getting married will be their “Biggest Accomplishment EVAR.”

Can I recommend being the kind of bride where your wedding day isn’t the biggest, best, most important, happiest day of your life?

If by “trash the dress” you mean “accidentally spill food or drink on it despite my best efforts” then yes. Yes, I could see myself being that bride.

There is mo shame in your veggie removal game. I always pick tomatoes off burgers. And the wilted nonsense they dare to call lettuce.

Agree shared interests are good but having divergent interests which can be enjoyed with friends (or alone) is also good.

As a longtime married, who would marry my husband all over again, I’ve learned something really important:

I’m a girl and I love craft beers. It’s almost all I drink. I’m not being snobby, they’re genuinely better than major brand beers. (And I live in a state where they’re prolific.)

I hate the major labels buying up craft breweries. It’s fine if they don’t change anything, but they often do. Elysian just got bought out,…

I never thought about IKEA as a major step in a relationship...until I arrived at IKEA and realized the whole place was laid out exactly like the IKEA where my parents (and my partner’s parents) had taken us both shopping children. Both of us were struggling with Oedipal conflicts before we’d even gotten to the…

Here’s my arrangement: the boyfriend ‘tetrises’ (shh that’s totally a word) the stuff into the car, and then once we get home I assemble it while he sits on the couch and keeps me company. Works for us!

Me too! I think it all boils down to my love of puzzles, and my ability to follow instructions. The only conflicts my husband and I have in assembling IKEA furniture is that he wants it to make sense, I insist that following the instructions, even when it seems to make no sense, is the right path. I win.

To be fair to your friend, there are different levels of lactose intolerance, and an intolerance is different than an allergy. I can take a little half and half, but if I drink a glass of milk with a cookie or something, my body makes its displeasure known. However, it's not so bad that I am giving up milk and cookies…