A 70lb 1 year old, lol.

The rest of this looks like how my kids thought growing up worked when they were really little. They expected to just keep growing, thought I was too, so by now I should be about 30 feet tall and yeah, 5,000 lb.

I have had a handful of "status migraines" in my life and that is by far the worst pain. I am so sorry, and hope you can figure out a way to end them. Mine always came while I was sleeping - would wake up with them, but once started even a drop of water would make me puke, and no real sleep just sort of hallucinations. 5 days is the longest, I used to be able to go get them broken with injections of some opiate mixed with an anti nausea drug, it didn't make it stop just put me so far away from the pain I could really sleep and I would wake up without the headache. Alas, that is disallowed now. Last (and hopefully the last ever) time that happened it was $1500 in the emergency room and a cold IV of some hopped up advil (doesn't work AND doesn't get you high enough not to care) with an antihistamine. The IV liquid does help so not dehydrated but it did nothing for the pain.

Sorry long rant but I feel you - those long severe headaches are the worst pain. Worse than childbirth, worse than broken bone.

Fela Kuti, by far. That show, absolutely nothing else existed, probably best performance in the world.

Second place Henry Rollins, I almost sat out his set because he was so snooty to everyone in the club but holy crap.

And Marcus King has such charisma - he is a pudgy not particularly handsome dude and was wearing an unflattering outfit but I swear he transformed, not physically exactly but is so compelling on stage - he picks up the guitar you forget about his looks. I find that almost the definition of cool, in a way. Transcendent.

Ooh I am trashy as heck then, and proudly so. My favorite shirt, and the one I get compliments on, is silk leopard print button-up, it's gorgeous.

I think trashy is behavior not style. Loud and messy and yelling at servers; behavior that indicates a lack of awareness of the feelings of anyone else around you.

What it means to me is different from what it did for me.

I didn't marry my ex, we had kids so were a family regardless and I didn't want to be a wife just a mom. I am glad we never married.

My now husband REALLY wanted to get married, like a wedding and the whole thing, he had already kids too, from an ex-wife (both their bio kids and his stepkids, court gave him custody of all of them and he adopted the ones he could). I caved and told him ask in 2 years, he did.

What it did was like some old timey upper class marriage shit, combined families & created a dynasty. I liked it because "stepmom/stepdad" can do things like school pickup that "mom's boyfriend" can't. And my kids & his kids got this amazing network of siblings, they all like each other. And I got a great MIL & FIL, and together my husband & I make kind of a lot of money when before we were each supporting a family alone, and struggling.

So basically because we already had families, getting married made us one big family. Which now makes me think of it like that, when before all I saw was the man-owns-woman shit and wanted no part of that.

The same as every generation. The whole reason Social Security was started here in the US is because there were so many indigent old people.

And it's been running out of money since forever, I always figured I'm just paying for my mom's generation and I won't get anything but my kids think they are paying for me and I will get social security but they won't.

Whatever. It was so difficult to work while raising a family, now they are grown it's not so bad, why not work now? I could have used years off better when younger. I would happily work now to pay taxes to support younger people's retirement, and medical/parental paid leave, honestly, even if I can't personally retire.

They really need to remove the income cap on the FICA tax here. It's regressive.

Something for everyone!

Because working with people you like makes work so much more bearable? We have an AP lady who is a hotshot, does such a good job but so mean and hotheaded and thinks she is "honest" but is really just mean. Hates her husband , hates people, only likes her dog. Her manager is on her last straw because she criticizes everyone else all the time and dislikes half the people she works with, and she (the manager) has had to referee arguments she has with the rest of the staff.

You can train someone to do a job, it's much harder to train someone out of being an asshole.

I am the same with sweet things, I like them but want to taste it, not eat it, sort of.

I have a set of wee demitasse spoons at home so I can put my one spoonful of ice cream in a little bowl and eat it, lol. Just little tastes of very sweet things, they do not feel good to eat in quantity.

Same here. Work mouse is a mirror of home mouse. I started putting it on the left because I use the 10-key a lot. When there was a phone I put it on the left too, so that my right hand (the 10-key hand) would not get confused by the upside down layout of the phone keypad.

At work, mouse and phone (gone now, thank every God) on left, to leave my dominant hand free for the keyboard, basically.

Huh. That's an odd one. We are all here because someone had kids, you grew up with people who had kids, it's a funny thing to not understand. I always wanted kids but can wrap my mind around people not wanting them, feel everyone should live their lives the way they want & most of my kids don't themselves want kids (though they all like kids, they just each want one of their siblings to give them nieces).

Raising kids is by far the best work I ever did, and babies are cute, little children are delightful, teenagers are cool, and now as adults they are awesome.

For decoration. I like them, and also like scars - bodies move through time and I like when our lives mark them, I guess.