My mom was so sure I'd be a boy (Nicholas, I think) she didn't pick out a girl's name.
My mom was too! She'd carried my sister "high" and carried me "low" so she figured I was a boy. I would have been named John Martin after her cousin.
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My mom was so sure I'd be a boy (Nicholas, I think) she didn't pick out a girl's name.
My mom was too! She'd carried my sister "high" and carried me "low" so she figured I was a boy. I would have been named John Martin after her cousin.
My mother wanted a girl only. Because she felt she had bad luck, she "pretended" that she wanted a boy only, and bought only boy's clothes. She did pick out a girl's name, though, which is not my name.
I don't need a partner to be interested in all that I'm interested in, but if they diss it right off and don't show curiosity about why I like it? Bad sign, IMHO.
Hm. My ideal get-to-know-you conversation involves some mutual trash-talking about TV or movies or comics or something. It’s sort of like delving, except more fun!
Granted, this is one of the reasons I’ll probably die alone.
I had a roommate who was a surprise twin!
Or was her sister???
Betty White: "It's Been A Long Time Since I've Been Manhandled" (VIDEO)
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If you've been skeptical about whether or not she could actually hold her own [hosting SNL], then last night's appearance on Fallon is required viewing. If you're already pumped...well, it's also required viewing. She was bebopping and scatting throughout the interview, firing out one-liners at will. When asked if she'd appear in a sketch with musical guest Jay-Z, she promptly responded: "Jay-Z has 99 problems...but this bitch ain't one of them."
Perhaps the highlight came when Fallon warned her that during commercial breaks she'll be manhandled by wardrobe and make-up. White then dipped into the well, joking, "It's been a long time since I've been manhandled."
I have cousins who were surprise twins.
I know someone who had surprise triplets. She bit her husband's hand and drew blood in the delivery room when the doctor told them and he started to (nervous) laugh.
My ideal get-to-know-you conversation involves some mutual trash-talking about TV or movies or comics or something.
But that's mutual, and not disrespectful. I wouldn't need a guy to like Firefly or Supernatural, but he better not be pissy about me liking my shit.
Guy a cube over, speaking of dissing, is talking trash about rum. I almost interrupted, and then realised, oh, sense of proportion and relevance. He's calling it a girly drink. Because of how people mix it. Like I can reason with a guy who will talk so proudly about downing 45 beers in an evening. Obviously we approach drinking differently.
Or was her sister???
You know, I think the sister was the second one! And what was supposed to be my roommate's middle name ended up her twin's first name. Apparently, after the first one came out, the mother was like, "I think there's another baby coming!" and the doctor said, yeah, no, that's the afterbirth -- and then took a closer look. Good times.