Thanks! Yours is great, too :)

Right? It made me think about how she’d deal with someone who replied “But it’s interesting to me, so please answer the question.”

Also, anyone who brags about their “ability to make mincemeat out of the human ego” is fucking insane. Like that’s a good thing? A selling point? Yikes.

Peanut was about 3-4 weeks old here. And I have no idea why the pic loaded sideways, sorry.

After having been through it, I firmly believe that a “birth plan” only exists to make you think about your first choice for various situations that might pop up. So that when, inevitably, stuff goes sideways, you (might) know what the 2nd or 3rd best option for you is. Because you got to think about it when you were…

The movie that’s playing in my head as I imagine this scene has made my day. (Also: really? Ending a friendship over that?! Your mom was better off.)

Yep. Shyness is my biggest “secret”, which I hide by wearing the disguise of an outgoing, extroverted person. (I used to hide behind my parents’ legs around people i already knew.) I can survive in populated areas, but then need to retreat to my lair to rebuild my strength.

I think Moms Of the Internet are a vastly different type than just generic moms. I’m in the 2nd category, and I wouldn’t go near the realm of the former. They scare me.

I’m SO sorry. I hated any commentary on my pregnancy (such a personal thing happening in full public view), and basically barely left my house by the end of it. I cannot imagine dealing with vile street harassment too.

Well it totally worked, didn’t it? The “fake a massacre to pass tons of laws that takes everyone’s guns” thing? I feel so much safer now that all those laws were passed & guns were taken.

I love this place. I once asked a date to meet me there - he was new to LA but valiantly declared “I will find the Bourgeois Pig!”

My little guy’s 1st b-day was “Look! We Kept It Alive For A YEAR!”-themed. It was fabulous.

Atta girl. Stay strong. Internet hugs :)

I love this. I don’t own a scale, because if I did I would be standing on it right now, and probably crying. My personal “am I gaining/losing weight” measurement: Do My Pants Fit? (I’m not saying it’s for everyone. I’m saying that after 17 years of anorexia, it keeps me sane(-ish). And also fuuuuck why is this so hard…

Isn’t it amazing how pervsive the toxicity is? I can remember being a kid & thinking when we went out to eat that I was lucky I was a kid, because as soon as I was an adult woman I would have to eat salad. Because my mom, aunts & grandma only ever ordered salads when we ate out. While complaining loudly about how much…

This review though, is sooo good. Especially the character names.

Two thoughts: 1) Must be nice ... until you start getting slapped all the time; and 2) if my son ever does that (he’s 2, there’s still time) I’m totally slapping him.

Don’t I know it! #notallcalifornians

I heard her! Changing the subject, who the FUCK walks into any store & asks the proprietor “Do you really think you should have a store this big for (anything)?” Like, who exists in a world where they are the sole arbitor of such things, and deputized to counsel the rest of us on the folly of our ways?!

Yep. Been there. When all the creepy hangers-on rush backstage to “congratulate the designer.” Assholes.