I like my burly, hirsute hubby's look. I do think he looks nicer with his eyebrows trimmed and his man-beard held at bay, and I'm sure as he gets older the ear and nose hair will require some work, but his forest of chest hair, hairy butt, and hairy back are all just mine to behold and it WORKS. It was explained to…

I am an adoptive mom. The amount of tsk-taking I've gotten about not inducing and feeding my child formula is flabbergasting. I researched it before we adopted her, and learned that a number of adult adoptees find this trend of induced lactation for bonding troubling. I think it's a really complicated issue, and I was…

My husband and I put together an Expedit 5 x 5 shortly after marriage. It was the end of the honeymoon and I wanted to strangle him. I believe we would have gotten married anyway if we'd done it before the wedding, but only once the deposits were down and the invitations were out.

I would give good money to have dinner of some sort with the entire Sedaris clan.

Yep. And frankly, even Typhoid Mary gets an awful bum rap, but she did know she posed a danger, at least.

Look, I get your complete disdain for the wedding industrial complex. I also think it makes people very stupid. However, your scapegoating of an individual like she's some sort of Typhoid Mary is really getting disturbing. If she had flown to Ohio for, let's say, a funeral of her beloved father, would you be as…

I looked at the Billboard Top 100 for this year. I could hum tunes and recall specific lyrics to all but a handful of them - this one included. Memory is a weird thing.

I'm 40 and I have never heard this song before. Was this big in 1999? I was living in a bit of a bubble, but i didn't think it was that big.

Save your arm. This would be easily accomplished with a whisk attachment on a stand mixer. You keep it going and the fat and protein globs will start to separate from the liquid. If you were doing this with heavy cows milk cream, that leftover liquid would be considered buttermilk.

What do you have today? We have a charming case of Hand, Foot, and Mouth and ear infection. Primary symptoms include incredible crabbiness in preverbal toddler. Trying to get the kid to drink fluids, let alone eat anything, is occupying most of my day.

You know it's some poor unpaid intern's job at Think Progress to listen to Rush everyday for whatever he might say that will be especially ridiculous. God bless you, unpaid intern.

"If making that connection between the two offended people, I feel bad about that."

Ugh. Yesterday, your very own company's sites (Gawker and Deadspin, at least) ran a cartoon illustration of a RUMOR from a former sex partner that Derek Jeter likes to receive analingus. It was clearly meant to deride him, even as your site has been sex-positive about the act itself. I truly don't see how this is…

Can someone please explain to me how having rumors about your sex life shared and illustrated is okay while having your nude stolen from your iPhone and ogled over is reprehensible?

Jaw dropped on this whole article. Alessandra's editor must have it out for her, because I can't imagine anyone with any level of cultural awareness (hello, TV criticism at the NYT) not understanding exactly how infuriating this would be. Or are they all just ignorant? Or you know, racist?

Thank you.

Yes. Exactly. I had to learn to sink with my grief so I could regroup to rise from it. Fighting it constantly was exhausting. My daughter's name was Grace. May I ask your daughter's name? I'd like to think of her, too. I don't know anyone else who experienced this and while I know it's not uncommon, sometimes the…

I have one of those, and it was a lifeline. It helped validate - yes, that happened. Yes, it mattered. Yes, other people cared. Yes, you lost something.

No, It doesn't, does it. I'm almost three years past the loss of my daughter and I feel like this has just uncorked some grief, and given me relief I didn't know I needed. Whew. I knew the moment she passed that she would be a part of me forever, but it's starting to be clearer now just how true that will be. And I'm…

Caitlin, I'm the mother of one of those super tiny, perfect little babies that just didn't make it because I have a stupidly incompetent cervix and it killed her. She was so, so very wanted and I also nearly died twice trying to carry her. I have her little ashes in a tiny urn in a box in my closet. I hope someone…