Oh, I agree, Amy and Jessica. Just the $15,000 families probably don't have that choice (or don't know to think about it).

Where I live, even people in the good neighborhoods, if they can afford it, pay $25,000 a year to send their kids to private school. (And no, not every private school costs that much, but a surprising number of them do.)

I recommend getting the kind of backpack which has an outside holder for water bottles.

I recommend getting the kind of kids who remember that those side pockets exist.

I've tried that solution and have had the same problem that Jessica has had with it. I mean, had she just, you know, put her water bottle on the counter when she came home from school--as I have asked her to do nearly 5 days a week for the past 5 years--there wouldn't have been any spill.

I find this whole conversation confusing. Somehow people I find very dear are upset, and I have to admit I didn't hear anyone on the board say anything about how friendships are structurally oppressed in the same way gay couples are. All I heard is that some think friendships tend to be discounted as less important. And then, after Plei reminded me of how much I hated Ernie as a kid because he was so mean to Bert, I'm kinda just in the zone where really the pair shouldn't be considered role models for anybody.

SUCH A MEANIE HEAD! I should probably state that I, at least, wasn't upset, and I'm sorry if I upset anyone, it's just that, well, the original author used language in a way that makes me roll my eyes, because I see it on Tumblr way too often, and I'm a crankypants bitter old human.

Who is really glad that SOMEONE ELSE RECOGNIZES THAT ERNIE IS THE WORST.

Just the $15,000 families probably don't have that choice (or don't know to think about it).

Oh, I know. But while I can have some say in it, my kids are going to the best public schools possible.

We have reached that very amusing moment in the spring where I have one clean-shaven leg and one leg that has not been shaved since last October. That is all.

I am not wearing a skirt on this lovely warm day because I don't want to shave my legs. April is hard -- I'm happy about the warm weather, but I don't want to give up my lax personal habits of winter.

I also can't wear sandals because my toenails look like my grandpa's right now. I am a springtime mess.

Who is really glad that SOMEONE ELSE RECOGNIZES THAT ERNIE IS THE WORST.

It's true.

We have reached that very amusing moment in the spring where I have one clean-shaven leg and one leg that has not been shaved since last October. That is all.

And in 5 more minutes do you have two shaved legs, or do rock the mismatched look for a few days first?

It's funny because I'm all spring interrupted right now. I was just thinking about wearing my tank top out to do the weeding and then, bam, snow! So now I'm all "Fucking winter!" except that we really need the water. But I have spring sheets on, but still winter clothes. It's confusing!

It was so warm in the house last night that I broke out my summer nightie, which has wide shoulder straps but no sleeves. And then I stomped around the house declaring I was a yeti because of my hairy legs and pits. I am PURE CLASS.

I also can't wear sandals because my toenails look like my grandpa's right now. I am a springtime mess.

Keens, baby. Closed toe all the way.