No, I did not eat as much soy in college. Of course, I also stopped being (in the words of a good friend) a "slut-puppy" just a few months before I became vegetarian... The luck with the opposite sex thing is, alas, more to do with being much, much more discriminating and careful about potential dates/partners. And getting shy again. Nothing to do with the soy.

Although I am more than willing to date/marry a vegetarian woman, and possibly make & raise cute little gay vegetarian babies with her. I'm just sayin'.

Also in defense of me not being gay? I can't dress myself remotely fashionably, and have a haircut no self-respecting homosexual man I know would allow.

But tofu is still tasty. I don't care how much fracking phyto-estrogen is in it.

OK I just put in a request for Ferbruary 4th off so if the Bears don't end up in the Superbowl it'll totally be my fault.

Hey waitaminute! I never used to care about football! Have I been eating too much tofu?

I just spent 1.5 hours in stop and go traffic to get 6 miles. In the car with the DH, who is still mad at me for not indulging his caliper fetish. I am in a savage rage and am likely to kill someone today (oh, did I mention PMS?), and I'd just as soon it be someone what needs killing.

So, EM's ex and/or illiterate admirer better be glad I'm not in their vicinity today.

and I'd just as soon it be someone what needs killing.

Sorry about the rage. And the caliper thing.

I am still stunned by the calipers. I would have broken them up into little bits by now.

hey KT & ND am I meeting youse at the PPoP tomorrow?

Yes, that does seem to be the plan.

Sorry about the rage Raq. Yes, there are a number of possible outlets for that.

Hmm, I do consume a lot of soy product. And here I thought it was the Buffistas skewing the Kinsey!

Stopped by to see if anything was new at grocery store. Manager said that the police came by and took the video to examine. At least they are keeping on it.

I just spent 1.5 hours in stop and go traffic to get 6 miles. In the car with the DH, who is still mad at me for not indulging his caliper fetish. I am in a savage rage and am likely to kill someone today (oh, did I mention PMS?), and I'd just as soon it be someone what needs killing.

Your DH is still alive and capable of driving a car and he is still on the caliper thing. These things don't go together in my mind.

Raq, I might be able to understand your DH's attachment to the calipers for himself but anger at you for not opening up yourself to a measurement that is potentially discouraging, depressing and opening up a whole can of body issues pretty unrealistic.

The body fat issue with men vs women drives me BATSHIT. We are BUILT TO HOLD FAT. Full stop. Breastfeeding, childbearing, etc--we're genetically predisposed to carry more fat than men. Men can lose weight easier because they carry more muscle than fat. When women drop below a certain percentage of body fat, we stop having periods (which, regardless of your views on menstruation, is considered a bad thing).

You're gorgeous--I've seen the photgraphic evidence. You're fit, healthy and look great in a pair of pants. What more could anyone possibly get from you by caculating how much body fat you're carrying around? I hope R gets over this thing, stat.

It's ridiculous and he should buy you some flowers or something.

Poor EM. I hope she can get some coping stuff going on. Creepy note came along at the exact wrong time. I wish I had some Xanax to give her.

I wish I had some Xanax to give me.

DH got back from Vegas late, late on Monday night. Then he had to get up and go to work yesterday morning. Last night, he came home at 6:30, at the dinner I had fixed and gave the kids a bath. The kids were asleep by 8 and we went to bed by 9.