Same.

At this point, I couldn’t tell you what the stats are aside from the fact that as many women as men have used the parental leave time for newborns or adoption. Not sure about what that means for the division of emotional labour although it surely must be getting more balanced. When I was a kid it was always moms who…

No, she wasn’t one of the guys. Tom wasn’t grabbing the other guys’ asses, only hers. Letting him do it and them laugh about it was the price of admission for being the girl they tolerated in their group.

Depends on where you live to a certain extent. I live in Quebec where you can’t even legally take your husband’s name whether you want to or not, things are pretty egalitarian and seem to be moving towards more and more of that. There are a lot less marriages than there used to be and people are more likely to do it…

Like most who hunt for prey, they don’t show their true colors until their victim is trapped.

Now you’re into science fiction territory :-(

This is chicken salad but with ham, they sell it at my local supermarket. No okra at any price, but definitely ham spread.

So, you take regular ham, make it into flakes and add mayo? That doesn’t sound bad actually.

Yeah, my French relatives tried to point this out to me with a taste test involving fake and real truffle, but the “baby about to spit up” face I made convinced them that, for some of us, truffle=rotting mushroom, no matter how real.

My sentiments exactly.

Iris brought up this article to justify pestering people who were particularly irritated about 2016 the other day on Carrie Fisher’s heart attack post.

That’s a great description, it sounds a lot like rural life in England except with less drinking.

I agree, Hipster culture seems like a mash up of Steam punk and hippie, to me. Old timey styles like groomed beards plus modern views like egalitarianism.

Is that Spam?

So you really think you have it harder than when millions of men weren’t interested in relationships because they were at war or killed during a war or scraping by through the great depression?

Never mind that. Travel to wherever and upload this all to YouTube.

Yes, I read the article and get the point the author is making. The thing is that this isn’t the gospel; it’s the opinion of one writer with pretty unhelpful friends.

I totally agree that I was lucky: he’s awesome and fits me to a T and he says the same about me. Your hope isn’t futile at all, it’s a lot more likely that out of everyone on earth there are thousands of people you would be happy with than that you’re destined to be alone.

Yes, your sentence is a question, the expression is in parenthesis: perfect.

When I met my now-husband, I spent most of the first date setting him straight on what I did and didn’t want in a spouse (yes, I told him that if he wasn’t husband material I wouldn’t have agreed to see him, and have no shame about that).