I've got an idea ... forming in my head ...
Holy goat-horned SHATNER do I love this: "Listen, I don't feel guilty about shit, but as a person with an incredibly high-stress job I often find it nice to read books about how to have a prettier life, in which there's no theory or narrative, and the take-aways are always neat—and although people sometimes try to make me feel guilty about reading these books because they're in a feminized sphere, I refuse because I'm Hillary Fucking Clinton."
No more of this bullshit guilt fuckery. Nothing gets my feminist hackles up like women "confessing" to "guilty pleasures." Fuck that noise, right in the ear.
Those decals are almost never not annoying to me, unless they're funny (love the piles of money one!), and I see a LOT of them in my UMC, SF bay area suburb. But the main reason I would never put them on my car is John Douglas-related: The whole entire damn world does not need to know the makeup, ages, and hobbies of my family. I don't display the PTA sticker from my kid's school, I would never put the decal for a business I frequent, etc. A little paranoid, maybe, but there you go.
And people (hi Mom) still expect me to believe the literal truth of Noah's Ark?
Betty has a massively insecure case of FOMO, so while she was legitimately interested in Francine's office job (and apparent creative outlet), she immediately retreated to Cunty Betty mode, all "Yeah well *I'm* a Real Mom -- *I* don't have to run away from *my* kids," which is certainly a slam -- I think Francine understood it from all angles, though, as always.
The thing with Bobby was even more troublesome, though -- she got bent out of shape over 1) food, around which she has Issues, and 2) a child's innocent mistake, and flipped her shit in that awful, poisonous, me-me-me way she's never grown out of. She didn't just make Bobby feel bad -- she shat in his Ovaltine and made him drink it all. fucking. day. long. This poor kid, who was so thrilled to have his mom's attention and who wanted nothing other than to make her happy ... ugh, it was awful.
On “What do Angela Merkel, Hillary Clinton, Oprah Winfrey, Sheryl Sandberg and Beyonce have in common?”
I'm a middle, but my daughter, who's six, is a classic driven, ambitious, confident oldest girl. Naturally she bosses her bro around (age 2), but also, if there's a gathering of peers, she's the Queen. I am 100% OK with that, although I feel responsible for teaching her to use her powers for good instead of evil. Heh.
Naw naw naaaawww ... this isn't the SECOND greatest video in the world. It's THE greatest.
I swear, I got that rush of All The Feels when he actually took her hand *in front of all those people,* even though I knew it was going to happen because I have seen this like a thousand times. Thanks for putting it into the middle of my day. Love!
(Even though it is in fact a resolution agreed upon by us all that JC is the worst of total teenage dirtbags.)
BoatGirl, I would never in one million years have thought of different egg sizes, but of course, you're right! Whoa. I am reading the whole LH series to my 6-year-old daughter, chapter by chapter at bedtime, and she is insanely curious about how to do all the things and cook all the foods that LIW writes about. I am willing to indulge the braiding of straw, but I'll be damned if I'm going to whip any egg whites by hand.
@Brunhilde Ha! Or, you know, 20 years since I was a sophomore in college. OH THE HUMANITY
I tell you what, *this* 40-year-old suburban mom has made her little kids sit in the Highlander with her, strapped in their carseats in the driveway, till she finished listening to of a number of these songs, very loud, on Sirius's Lithium (90s alternative) channel. Oh Mazzy Star, I'll never ever be over "Fade Into You." On a related note: There really should be more songs about happily day-drinking with strangers while the workday world goes on around you.
@mynamehere My Mirena is the greatest thing in the history of ever. I am a tireless (and probably tiresome) Mirenavengelist to anyone who even kinda sorta sidewise mentions birth control at all. Yay Mirena!