Anonymous wrote:You mean like sit in the same room staring at our respective laptops?

That sounds like us!

I guess I really didn't offer any inspiring advice to go out of the house. If I were me, I'd want dinner/dancing. Or go to a concert. Or a show at the Kennedy Center. Go try a new restaurant.

There's museums, indoor swimming pools, movies and perhaps some parent/child classes you could enroll in.

As for us, we hardly go anywhere in the winter. Neither of us want to leave the house when it's this cold, so we do a lot of art projects, plant projects inside. When it's warm we are everywhere! I can't wwwwwaaaiiiittt for spring! We're all sick of being cooped up inside.

Last night I picked a play fight with DH. We sparred, wrestled to the ground, I practiced some self-defense moves, and then it ended up in a family tickle fight. We were all howling with laughter. That was fun : )

Anonymous wrote:Sometimes an empathetically phrased, "Having a rough day, huh?" or, "You want to go ahead of me in line?" or, "I've been there. It's exhausting," can go a long way in defusing something totally uncool, make someone on the verge remember that they are not in a vacuum, and remind people that folks are watching.

I like this approach. Kindness can be contagious sometimes, you might rub some off on the other parent.

Keep your legs limber. Forward folds, Downward dogs, spread eagle on the floor reach for your toes. Closed-legged on the floor, reach for your toes without bending your knees...and stop when you feel a stretch...ease up if you feel any pain. Spinal twists and lunges.

Also, whether I'm running or dancing, I always feel faster if I do a quick self-massage to loosen them up. I press my thumbs into the midline of my calf, from ankle to below the knee. I elbow the midline of my quads too.

I used cardio videos after I put them down and stretch/yoga/pilates floor exercises when watching TV. And I used to do 100 jumping jacks or jump rope by my bed when I woke up in the morning.

Wasn't trying. 25 and 28 (DH is 5 yrs older).

DD asks me to make her some eggs for breakfast. So I cook eggs and bacon. She eats the bacon, and says I'll save the eggs for later (which means, "I don't want them anymore). Then she asks for a waffle instead. rgghh!!

Both DCs are very picky eaters. Before I cook, I ask them, "If I make this for you are you going to eat it? Are you sure?" DS knows better now, but DD doesn't yet. But I am not making a waffle so she can waste that too! Now she is mad and still won't touch her eggs.

Does this happen to you? How do you handle it?

Hooray! You found it! That thing is genius! I'm ordering 2.

Although I like the sheet idea too...easy cleanup. I probably have enough legos to fill 2 roly kits and a big plastic bin!

DS is a legoholic. Right now they are sorted by color in unattractive, boxes. I remember seeing infomercials about a Roly-Bin years ago...but can't find it online. Is there any super efficient storage system made for lots of little pieces?

Yes they are everywhere. At least 5 in each metro car. I don't own any NF though. I love my zumba gear!

I love everything already listed! French fries are my weakness, I love Chipotle and LJS! I think the only fast food I don't care for are chicken nuggets.

It's not helpful, and a slap in the face to those who practice TCM professionally. There maybe some crappy acu's out there, but there also crappy MDs.

OP, second opinions are always a good idea, whether it's your Dr. or your LAc. I've taken herbs for many things, but not fertility, so can't really answer your question. There's been quite a few posts on recommended acupuncturists that specialize in fertility...you might start there.

When my cousin first came to the U.S. from the Philippines, she was very dark, and was happy that she lightened up in the winter. She couldn't understand why my friends (some of them white) and I would go to tanning salons or layout at the pool/beach trying to get darker.

What she couldn't understand even more was why my friends and I dated black men. In the Philippines, they still have that colonial mentality that the whiter, the better (skin whiteners and eye-opening surgeries are common there). But after a year of living in America, she was soon proud to be the darkest one out of all of us, dating black men and accentuating the Asian-ness of her eyes. Complete 360. If she were to go back to the Philippines...they would flip!

Anonymous wrote:When I was young, my dad said I was a banana.
Yellow on the outside and white on the inside.
Probably not pc thing to say, but I often think that
I am yellow because of this comment... although I am
prob. considered light tan.

ha...I call DH an egg because he's white on the outside, but yellow on the inside (he has fascination with everything Asian).