Oh god, baby showers make me uncomfortable enough with the really intense gender role stereotyping that always seems to happen. "Oh, girls just come preprogrammed to love princesses!" "A book about space for a baby girl? I bet your husband picked that out." "I need to know if it's a boy or a girl, so I know whether to get a little [team] jersey or a little [team] cheerleader outfit!"
I definitely came back from a baby shower recently and told my husband "If we have a kid, let's just not tell anybody its sex beforehand, because I cannot deal with this crap."
Vagina cakes are just … I'm pro-vagina awareness, and I love my friends, but I do not need to have detailed mental images of their vaginas with babies coming out.
@snowmentality Not that Dorothy Sayers is a man. But I mean, great women in literature.
I'd like to add a vote for Tiffany Aching, from a series of YA novels by Terry Pratchett (The Wee Free Men, A Hat Full of Sky, Wintersmith, and I Shall Wear Midnight).
I might also suggest Harriet Vane, from Dorothy L. Sayers's Lord Peter Wimsey mysteries. She isn't quite fully realized in Strong Poison, where she first appears, but in Have His Carcase -- and most especially in Gaudy Night -- she's fantastic. I want Harriet Vane to be my friend.
@Judith Slutler the whole "hysterical women who think they are going crazy, who cares" mentality that STILL exists for those who don't do well on the Pill...
Aaaaargh yes this. It is so hard to get any doctors to take you seriously. It's either "Oh, the pill doesn't cause that, you're nuts" or "Well, that's just how it is if you take the pill, suck it up."
I am somewhat bitter that guys had their changes in mood/libido taken seriously enough to halt the trial, whereas women get blown off when they suggest hormonal BC might be causing mood/libido changes for them.
@Scandyhoovian I totally did not get that 500 Days of Summer was supposed to be making fun of/criticizing the dude. I generally have a sensitive satire detector, but I missed it in that case.
I guess it's an example of Poe's Law. I found it totally believable that someone would make that movie and mean every moment of it.
In fact, even though I know now it was intended as satire, I still have trouble really seeing it as satire. I believe it; I just don't grok it.
I mean, yes, there are moments where the dude is clearly supposed to look a little ridiculous. But I thought it was a Woody Allen sort of thing, or High Fidelity without any of the actual self-awareness. I thought the viewer was still clearly supposed to sympathize with him. (And I was super-annoyed about it.)
@iceberg Most of the time yes, because hey why not, it's pretty and it's not overwhelmingly blingy or anything.
But sometimes I want to go more minimalist, and then I just wear my plain wedding band. I do this for job interviews, presentations, anything where I'm trying to look professional. I also tend to do this when traveling. And sometimes I just feel like it.
Also, about half the time I take my rings off to shower or wash dishes or apply hand lotion, and then completely forget to put them back on.
My engagement ring has three lovely, sparkly lab-created sapphires. It's from a place called GreenKarat -- they specialize in lab-created stones and recycled gold, so it's all earthy-crunchy and whatnot. (They are also super-awesome about doing custom designs, or just small tweaks to their standard designs.)
I am a huge proponent of lab-created stones. They're more environmentally friendly, they're less expensive, and they're sort of symbolic of the power of science. Because how awesome is it that we can reproduce the earth's heat and pressure and make gemstones happen in a lab? Super awesome, that's how awesome.
Beyoncé and the entirety of my Facebook feed.
sigh with many complex levels of meaning, including sincere happiness and excitement for my friends, frustration at the number of ultrasound images they post, worry about the fact that I don't have kids and would like them and oh god what if it's already too late, etc.
I just made these, let them cool, and just now tried one. YUM. They are so good. I seriously do want to eat all of them. They're soft, dense, and chewy -- sort of like the texture of rum balls, or no-bake chocolate peanut butter cookies.
I used canned chickpeas (rinsed well and drained/dried on paper towels), organic unsweetened peanut butter, and Toll House dark chocolate morsels (53%). Otherwise I just used basic grocery store honey, vanilla, baking powder, and extra-virgin olive oil. I didn't add salt. I used a food processor as directed.
Note: I did use a whole can of chickpeas, which measured to 1 1/2 cups rather than 1 1/4, and didn't change the amount of any other ingredients.
These cookies aren't very sweet -- which makes me like them more, because I prefer less-sweet things in general. There's just a touch of sweetness from the honey; otherwise you mostly taste peanut butter, chocolate, and just a hint of saltiness (presumably from the canned chickpeas). I love it. But if you like sweet cookies, you probably won't like these (or should add sugar).
Note that these don't spread out as they bake, so don't worry too much about leaving lots of space between spoonfuls of dough on the cookie sheets.
I am really sad that I can't help with any of these!
Mine is a movie that I saw on TV, probably on a weekend afternoon, probably in the late '80s. There is a house, haunted by a ghost who is a little girl with dark hair. The ghost sings "Frere Jacques," a few times -- it's sort of her ghost motif. I don't remember the ghost being scary -- more just kind of sad, and fascinating to my maybe 6-year-old self.
…And actually, when I googled "ghost movie frere jacques," the answer came right up. It's "Child of Glass." Now this can quit pricking at the back of my brain as it's been doing for years.