That’s what I started getting after hitting 40. I’ve never been able to use tampons and don’t want to use hormones, so I started using a cup combined with these panties. When I first started using the cup, I used it with pads for any leaks, but the panties are more comfortable.

I use a cup and wear them in conjunction because I bleed in very heavy bursts (usually at inopportune times). So far I’m really pleased with this combination.

I’ve been in more than my share of situations where the guy sitting next to me at an event or meeting is so engrossed in his phone or his laptop that he can’t be bothered to exchange even the most basic pleasantries, but suddenly becomes Mr. Chatty as soon as an attractive woman sits at the table. I understand being…

I agree. But apparently lots of other people don’t.

It’s true. Although I’m sure it’s much better for everyone involved with a production when people don’t act like entitled brats.

I don’t know his political affiliations but I do know some who has worked with him on a few sets and said he’s not pleasant at all to work with. I found that very disappointing because he was so good on Parks and Rec.

I really, really, really hate celebrity roasts and don’t understand their point. In a way they remind me of one side of my family, where constantly insulting one another in the most over the top way is considered the height of comedy (one reason why I never hang out with that side of my family). I never got it growing…

For me it really is his voice. When other singers cover his songs, I often like them very much. It’s just his voice I can’t handle.

Nah, it’s undoubtedly poisonous. I’d hate to do that to wild dogs.

Cancer is a terrible disease, and I don’t wish it on anyone. But there are some people who are so poisonous that, though I don’t wish cancer on them, it somehow doesn’t surprise me that their poisonous nature poisoned them too.

He’s James Harden. He’s a Kardashian cast-off, fyi.

A wall would be more enjoyable.

Not improbable in the least, given the number of people in this world with that last name.

Yes, but you used that as a reason to insult another commenter multiple times. If you automatically assume that someone with the handle Perez24 is a 24-year-old Perez Hilton fan and not someone who is actually named Perez or perhaps a fan of Tony Perez (jersey #24), then your reasoning abilities seem faulty at best.

You do realize that hundreds of thousands of people have the last name Perez, do you not?

When I was that age (also 30-ish years ago), the kids with disabilities were kept completely separate from the other kids. But on the rare occasions when they crossed paths in the halls, the regular kids were relentlessly mean. But plenty of us without disabilities but who had committed the awful crime of being…

I don’t even need the medal. I just want him to show me stuff in return.

There are truly very few things more delicious than just-picked garden tomatoes and basil rough chopped, tossed in good olive oil, seasoned and spooned over freshly grilled slices of bread. I could live on it.

I would be tempted to respond with a snide “well, I’m lucky that I haven’t gained weight every year and can still wear it.” Then look her up and down. Even if she hasn’t gained weight. :)

Wow, it’s remarkable the fantasy victim world you live in. So fully fleshed out and so certain of everyone else’s intentions.