Will have to look into fair godmothers. I like a bargain.

Go bigger. When I use mine I double and triple recipes.

Yes. I thought he was cute. When we spoke for a few minutes I thought he was a major dud. For the whole string of coincidence that led to is meeting: I won free passes to a club named Malibu. Called up a friend of mine to invite her. She said no as she had a date with her now husband. But I should look for her friend who also won passes that night. Um, okay. This was a huge club with multiple dance floors. Now I'm at the club with my friends. We are dancing and having fun. When I spy someone I went to college with who I had not seen in a couple of years. We scream, run across the dance floor, hug and all. What was she doing there? Since she lived in the city. She was there with her boyfriend. His friend had free passes that night. Could it be? I ask some questions (as if I knew any of the answers) and said probably not the same guy. My friend insists we need to go find out. We go over and she says wait-he is talking to his ex. We wait. Finally go over. Turns out it was the guy. But he was giving me very basic answers. So, dud. Started looking for my friends so I can take my leave. Before I got away he said he and another friend were taking our mutual friend for brunch the next day and I should join them. Sure, sure I say and make my escape. The next morning I'm telling my mom about the evening and she asks if I am going to brunch. My response "I have better things to do then have brunch with x and her friends" My mom asked "what things?" I wet to brunch. He was still a dud. But a little more interesting. They make plans to go to a hockey game. Invite me. My mom says to go. "I have better things to do" "what things?" I go to the hockey game. It turns out he was battling a case of bronchitis when I first met him. Now it is weeks later. He is all better. He was no longer a dud at the hockey game. He asked me out a week later. We will be celebrating our 26th wedding anniversary this year.

I did suggest that. She wants to do it with me. She already made an appointment at one prom store for us. Although I told her not to get her heart set on something. We have a tight budget and I am not spending $$$ on a closet dress. Especially since I will have to also buy shoes to go with the dress. And she does not have petite feet.

Lol. My daughter is also a swimmer and plus size. Her shoulders are next to impossible too fit. This will be an adventure for sure. Even if I do order online whatever we order will need alterations due to the shoulders.

My daughter decided to attend our local high school prom with some friends. Which is great. However, I hate shopping. Hate, hate, hate it. And Prom dress shopping! Ugh. Just ugh. But I will do it for my daughter who is excited to do this. I want to order it online. She wants to go to the store. Putting on my big girl pants. Of course, we have been discussing acceptable necklines and we disagree. I am not a fan of the deep v down to your navel. Not because of modesty, I just find it unflattering on everyone.

Lol. Shouldn't be sending pictures of your poo either. Unless the specifically say they want to see a pic of your handiwork. Referring to one's private parts as "your business" in public is just how generations of my family say it. In case you were worried my kids learned the proper names for all their parts. When dd was a toddler she loved to tell her daycare teachers that so and so was a boy because he has a penis and so and so is a girl because she has a vulva. I was mortified and the teacher was impressed that she knew the correct terminology.

Probably not. However, my dh has purchased them for me. He doesn't understand why any guy has a problem with it. He says it is obvious they are not for him so why should he care. Although, I do recall back in the day before cell phones had a camera that I sent him to the store and he calls me saying he doesn't see the brand I want. So I asked him what was on the shelf. His answer: depends, poise. I stopped him and told him he was the wrong aisle. He needed to go over one. Things I never thought I had to say yet found myself saying. "You don't take pictures of your business and send it to people who didn't ask to see your business." After the recent developments of famous people's inappropriate work behavior I added "Never show your business to anyone who has not said the words "I want to see your business. Show me your business." If no one says this keep your business in your pants.

I have the lift and I love it. Mine is older and has the metal gears. It is tall and does not fit under my cabinets. It doesn't matter to me because I store it on my bakers rack right next to my Nutrimill. The Vitamix is on the counter.

I gave up. I taught them how to clean and how to do laundry. One day, when they live on their own they will realize they don't want to live in filth and they will know how to take care of it. I was a total slob until I had my own place. They will do the chores, for the most part, when I ask. Expecting them to do them weekly without nagging wasn't worth my time. I do it all, except when I need help. Then I ask them to do something.

As soon as the nice weather hits my dog will happily spend hours in the yard laying in the sun. After a couple of days we go back to playing the in and out game. Outside for a bit. Let me in so I can make sure you are still here. Good. Let me back out.

I like that song, it's fun to dream about doing those things. As I explained to my children the fantasy of that is fun. In real life, not only did she break the law but she signed her name to the crime. Not a smart move. As for the Macarana, our friends brought it back from their honeymoon and we all thought it was hilarious. Our friend is Argentinian so we knew what was going on.

Another Oh She Glows fan. I also like www.veganricha.com www.chocolatecoveredkatie.com and https://moosewoodcooks.com/all-recipes/ This one is vegetarian but usually easily converted to vegan.

I make the infamous Neiman Marcus chocolate chip cookie recipe: https://www.browneyedbaker.com/the-famed-neiman-marcus-cookie/ However, I skip the step for 4oz of grated chocolate. I have made it both ways. Tastes the same. I double the vanilla. And I hate walnuts so I don't add nuts.

If you are burnt out no one is getting a solid education. Ask your kids what they want to do. And work the plan from there. And, I am just going to say it, every time I read your thread title I hear The Righteous Brothers singing.

I still have some from my childhood. They all have names and personalities. They are not on my bed, though. They are displayed in my kids rooms. Okay, I will admit to sometimes giving my teddy bear, Theodora,a snuggle.

We threw a small party for ds and are they one for dd this May. Immediate family and whatever friends the graduate wants to invite. Dh makes a nice diploma that we present at the party. Along with the Crayola diploma that I make (long-standing homeschooling joke from one of ds's public school friends) This is my last year, too. So bittersweet.

When my kids were on the high school team the fundraiser was every family was responsible for raising a minimum of $25 You could pay it or your child could solicit to raise the funds. I had them ask grandparents for the practice in talking to people. Giving out email addresses to the school. Absolutely not. If the school wants to give me a form letter to email and ask for donations that is fine.

My sister has psoriasis and the two things that help her the most are when she gives up dairy and swimming in the ocean.

I would insist on the lyme test along with the other testing, especially if you live in a high Lyme location. Early treatment prevents what my family has gone through with years of antibiotics and other assorted meds and dh is still only 75% of the man he used to be.

No, he is not. This works for us. I wouldn't presume to know what works for someone else's relationship.

I am caregiver to my husband. It has taken a toll on my children and my marriage. I wish I had seen what it was doing to my kids sooner. They always seemed to be handling everything so well. That is a post for another day. Point I am making, be aware of your limitations. It is easy to make your life about serving their needs and you don't even notice it is happening until you are deep into it. There is nothing wrong with receiving outside help. It is not a failure on your part. It is doing what is best for the person who needs care and for yourself.

Depends on the book. Sometimes I prefer hard cover (certainly looks nicer on the shelf), sometimes I prefer a large soft cover, if I am traveling I prefer my Kindle. However, my Kindle is old and not fancy and has the e-ink technology that I prefer, that is no longer supported by my library. So I have learned to read on my phone rather than my beloved Kindle because I refuse to buy another one.

I remember watching Rudolph with my first born. Excited to share. And as I watched it as an adult I suddenly realized that Santa is a prejudiced jerk who only accepts Rudolph when he needs the nose. I was proud my son was able to figure that out the first time Santa said too bad about the nose. We had great conversations about people who are different and treating others.

Born in the 60's and did a lot of those things. However, I will be honest, I hate the nostalgic articles. Yes, we wandered the neighborhood, rode our bikes everywhere, bought stickers, stationary, and candy at the corner store, drank from the hose, and walked to our friends houses. But what these little slices of nostalgia fail to mention is the reason why some of these things fell to the wayside. No bicycle helmets was awesome-except for the kids who were killed or left brain damaged. Drinking from the hose was great before we knew about lead poisoning or if your water was made undrinkable due to toxic dumping. Smoking-we all know why that is no longer acceptable. Riding backwards in the family station wagon or sleeping back there was great-but like the bicycle helmets not great for those in an accident. Wandering the neighborhood was okay because most kids had a parent at home and if you stepped out of line it would get back to your mother. Latch key kids changed that dynamic. I am fortunate that I was able to raise my kids on a dead end street with a fair amount of kids. They played outside, played games in the street, etc. Nostalgia is great but shouldn't necessarily be the road map of the future.