This is not unlike what was going through my head at hot yoga (people there are barely clothed), except for then I passed out, sat down for the rest of the class, and never used the rest of my groupon classes.
@pterodactylish Thank you! Came here to make the same comment. I took my husband's name because our daughter also has his name. And she has his name because we both had incredibly difficult last names, but mine was slightly shittier and we sure as shootin' weren't going to saddle here with a hyphenated version of our two monstrosities.
So sick and tired of "feminists" snidely judging CHOICES that women make that don't line up with their narrow world view of "right".
@yeahsurefine I feel the same. I mean, I absolutely agree than men should be expected to participate in all the second-shift work that goes into making a life: housework, cooking, parenting, etc. (and it really bums me out that so many women I know have "partners" who aren't very partner-y on that stuff) But personally I'd much rather just have a ladies brunch type thing for my shower - the co-ed ones I've been to have been SUPER awkward. At a picnic one, all the men stayed outside and drank while the women went inside for present opening. It was like the 8th grade dance all over :P
One of my favorite stories from college was when we were freshman and some older guys came up to us at a party and said, "heh heh... isn't your last name Goodhead?" and you responded brilliantly, "no, it's GREAT." xoxo
Whoa. This is so crazy. I've been using Diva Cups since 2004. It's an amazing product. I've never had anything like this happen and I'm pretty sure I only do the much discussed "turn" only half the time maybe. Different strokes for different vaginas I guess.
@lemonadefish you have to use nacho cheese, or sweet iced tea if you're south of the Mason-Dixon.
wait wait wait, low fat cheese? come on. that's worse than not eating cheese :(
By Tragically Ludicrous on Ask a Dietitian: Salt Cravings, Workout Food, and Things to Eat When I'm Stressed
There's not a situation where a peanut butter and jelly sandwich is a substitute for a donut.
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