I’m good on babby, but while we’re on girl letter things, I’d be happy if someone explained all these letter creams to me BB CC etc.

I have no idea, and I’m a woman.

That picture is great.

I wish people would stop with the adoption vs birth thing. They’re not at all the same and one is not a substitute for the other (and neither is a superior choice for everyone). Personally, I don’t want to have kids, but even a childless shrew like me knows that decision is waaaaaay too personal for me to impose my…

You DO NOT touch my Jorge Ramos. Watch your back, Donal.

Least surprising surprise ever. They always choose the most boring guy.

Great idea. I used to build in work blocks several days a week so I could actually get work done, instead of sitting through meetings, too.

Smart!

I have people who routinely try to schedule meetings for 6 am - they’re East Coast and I’m West. They know how time zones work. I always decline and request to reschedule “during normal business hours.” I don’t schedule meetings for them past 2 my time. It’s just polite.

The description is offensive on several fronts - first to women, then to journalism. It’s obvious that they’re looking more for gossip than real investigative reporting.

Exactly. I don’t care how much you love your work. Your work doesn’t love you. If you can’t think of some things you’d rather be doing with your family and friends, you probably need therapy.

I would not trade it for an office. I’m an introvert, so being in the quiet of my own home instead of with chatty Tina the cube neighbor and Flora, the co-worker who yells ALL DAY on the phone, and the people who cook fish in the microwave, and the freaky security guard who always wants to tell me his conspiracy…

Asking for what you want is usually pounded out of us over the course of our young lives. It’s hard to get it back - but if you want to get healthy (in a holistic sense), it’s pretty much a requirement.

Working from home is...working. I have had to work SO hard to convey this to family and friends. There’s no room for child care and house cleaning during my work hours, just as there isn’t if I were in an office building. I have to reply to one friend pretty much weekly NO I CAN’T GO GET DRINKS AT 3 PM. I AM WORKING.…

Living in a surf town, there’s so much richness. One of my favorites is when one person asks the other “How’s it going?” and they get the surf report in return. “It’s going OFF!” (which is usually not an answer, because if it was truly going off, the person would be out in the water already) or “It’s all blown out”…

My parents and grandparents always called it the icebox...but my grandpa was the iceman in his younger days. He said that’s how he met my grandma “Other guys may flirt with girls, but the iceman has his pick.”

Oh, yes, the essential oils that cure everything from depression to cancer. And they’re produced by some miracle process, so suddenly an oil that was $10 per bottle at the health food store is now $60....mmm hmmm

I am so sorry. I hope there is a pony under this pile of crap.

I have a hard time not getting mean about them selling shit I hate, like that fucking Scentsy toxic waste they shill. I have to just quietly unfollow, lest I start ranting about how they are poisoning their kids.

You can start with my friend Ike. He is an Old who still dresses like he did in high school - black band t-shirt, flannel, levis, and worst of all, work boots WITH LACES UNDONE. He needs help.