

“Yes, here’s the name of my doctor on the side of the bottle. Feel free to call her and give her your wisdom.”
“Yes, here’s the name of my doctor on the side of the bottle. Feel free to call her and give her your wisdom.”
What about when it finds something you’ve been giving women for years has been causing people to try and sometimes succeed in committing suicide?
https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC6193788/
And on a lesser scale it was a common experience in women’s dorms for a woman who got a boyfriend would go on bc, which would make her into such a mess (Mood swings, anxiety, depression and don’t forget weight gain and acne!) that the relationship would fall apart.
They always say, “it’s better than childbirth,” and it is, but does that have to be the bar? We don’t judge anything for men with “well, it’s better than childbirth.” We try to find ways to make it as painless as possible.
Which is why this is so overdue and appreciated.
My husband is quadriplegic, has been our whole marriage, so travel has been very difficult, and as we’ve gotten older (that toddler’s 30 now) it’s pretty much impossible. I agree with your point though, too many people put off traveling for retirement and then realize they’re not able to enjoy it.
I think you got autoincorrected from “deployable”
Well I will agree with you in principle, and stick to showers at home. The most enjoyable bath of my life was when I was about 8 months pregnant and we took a weekend at a very swanky hotel, our room had such a big closet our toddler set up the foldout bed in it as her own room. The bathtub was enormous, the hot water constant, the suds delightful, and I floated blissfully free of gravity. And yes, being able to just drain and rinse and refill so the toddler could swim in it, and know someone else would clean it for pay was a big part of the enjoyment.
Brilliant. Now help me figure out how to relax in the tub without thinking about how I’m going to have to clean the tub when I get out
Twist my arm. Okay fine we’ll build a fort and eat noodles with chocolate sauce in it.
I think it’s cool you don’t hide behind children (pretending you’re just humoring the kids when really you just love building forts).
Fur glossy. Tail lashing. Pupils huge. Paws flying. She’s in great form. Wacky kitty mode!
Looks like Cohen The Barbarian of the Terry Pratchett Discworld series.
In a profession where you don’t live long unless you’re very, very good… He’s very, very old.
Might wanna clip your nails
That rack is ridiculous, one kid or dog runs by and the entire load is on the floor.
Lucky you! Some of us have more laundry than square footage. For instance my spouse gets bed-bathed, so it’s a lot of washcloths and towels. And when we had babies and little kids it was much more. Plus more need for running space. In moist climates there’s also a mold issue.
Ah, so you were privileged to live alone without kids who make more laundry and need space to run and play without pulling down the wet laundry. Glad it worked out for you. I’ll use the dryer in the building laundry room my rent pays to maintain, thanks
But set it short for the dryer because it will stop early and you want the laundry still toasty warm for your cat
While we’re on the subject; if you use a common-area laundry, the app notifications are unreliable. Set your own timer so you won’t accidentally be that asshole whose laundry is sitting in the machine hours later. I will move it, but I’d rather not have to.
You dropped this:
n’t
This goes for anything, pretty much. It’s a wonder we don’t see a lot more blood on competitive cooking shows.
Oh and I fired the kids who started the stand.
HSR instead of thousands of cars? And defending lives and homes threatened by wildfires? Both seem climate-change-related to me