YMMV, but Uggs might not be that bad for your legs and feet. Transitioning to less supportive shoes actually helped me with some of my orthopedic issues in ways my expensive prescription orthopedic inserts did not. Working the otherwise underutilized muscles in your lower limbs might not be a bad thing.
I try to compromise by spending more to purchase pasture raised meat after researching their sources as much as possible to supplement my game venison and boar supply. I am lucky that I have the means to be able to make these choices, and I can’t presume to judge other people for buying meat from conventionally raised livestock.
From experience: learn to quit while you’re ahead and leave if the office party is getting out of hand. If you’re the most “responsible” or sobwr person there, your less responsible officemates and bosses become suspicious of you and you can end up with a reputation of being a conniving potential backstabber.
This is especially hard as my parents begin to age into that “cantankerous old people” category. They ask for my help or advice and then get irrationally angry because my help or advice don’t adhere to their preconceptions of what is “right.” And their anger takes on the form of personal attacks on how I’m not married and don’t own a home.
She’s saving money with the lululemon employee discount…how much lululemon can she be buying per month such that this can actually “save” her money?!?!
Can we please talk about this? I did the horizontal (and frankly acrobatic) polka last night with an otherwise fine gentleman who kept his socks on. It was weird, but I didn’t mention it to him. Am I going to end up with my head in his fridge?
Ordering some expensive ass sushi to spend the money earmarked for my half of the planned fancy Valentine’s dinner (the other dinner attendee is no longer in the picture)
Advertise
YMMV, but Uggs might not be that bad for your legs and feet. Transitioning to less supportive shoes actually helped me with some of my orthopedic issues in ways my expensive prescription orthopedic inserts did not. Working the otherwise underutilized muscles in your lower limbs might not be a bad thing.
Outlaw country and willie’s roadhouse are my go-to’s!
I’m just happy for that frog.
Having a tri- or quad- nightly activity also makes you appreciate the one or two days off from said activity so much more
The wundergarten! Fun place.
Jim and Pam are both pretty awful. Smug and mean; they deserve each other.
I try to compromise by spending more to purchase pasture raised meat after researching their sources as much as possible to supplement my game venison and boar supply. I am lucky that I have the means to be able to make these choices, and I can’t presume to judge other people for buying meat from conventionally raised livestock.
From experience: learn to quit while you’re ahead and leave if the office party is getting out of hand. If you’re the most “responsible” or sobwr person there, your less responsible officemates and bosses become suspicious of you and you can end up with a reputation of being a conniving potential backstabber.
Was just thinking about this commercial while reading the absolute elyx article from last week. Ketel One is far more appealing.
This is especially hard as my parents begin to age into that “cantankerous old people” category. They ask for my help or advice and then get irrationally angry because my help or advice don’t adhere to their preconceptions of what is “right.” And their anger takes on the form of personal attacks on how I’m not married and don’t own a home.
and from turnpike, John Fullbright
Hate to be that guy/gal, but it’s *him/her. Sorry, it was really bothering me.
Amex platinum – channeling my inner Pat/Sean Bateman. The heavy new metal cards are legit.
Leftover venison tacos, some heavy beers, and the caps rangers game
Venison au poivre, creamed spinach, and roasted potatoes.
She’s saving money with the lululemon employee discount…how much lululemon can she be buying per month such that this can actually “save” her money?!?!
Yumskis. Phenom. Avo.
Jesús H. Fucking-Fuck.
Can we please talk about this? I did the horizontal (and frankly acrobatic) polka last night with an otherwise fine gentleman who kept his socks on. It was weird, but I didn’t mention it to him. Am I going to end up with my head in his fridge?
Ordering some expensive ass sushi to spend the money earmarked for my half of the planned fancy Valentine’s dinner (the other dinner attendee is no longer in the picture)
But what if she RSVPs “Maybe”?