It was a really long discussion but it came down to the fact that marriage means a lot to both of us regardless of what others think.
My husband is disabled and receives SSDI (US). I did the math when he was awarded disability and he would be getting a lot more if we weren't married. We had a very long discussion and long story short marriage was more important to us than money. Since we're married the money is counted as income and I am the one who pays taxes on it. He qualified for Medicare too after the first five years on SSDI and that comes out of his benefits as well. I still buy insurance for him through my employer which I pay out the ass for but it's worth it with his medical conditions and should I lose my job he still has his Medicare to fall back on. I dare say I pay almost as much for his medical needs as we get from the disability payments. We aren't by any means rich but we have the basics and that's enough. My heart breaks for him and others in the same or worse situations. His own family will say that they love him with one breath and then disparage those "freeloaders" with the other. Since the beginning of the year we've been religiously watching our bank account in horror wondering when the checks will just stop coming. It took years of hard work and tough decisions to get us both to a place of stability and productivity that now could disappear in an instant because we are the collateral damage in a rich folk's pissing match. I hope they all rot in hell.
I'm definitely team chocolate here but now I'm really curious. What else could be used to plug the cone instead of chocolate but still taste good with vanilla ice cream? Has any other company tried something other than chocolate?
I had a dedicated saucepan to make iced tea to ensure my tea only tasted like tea.
I'm really happy to see positive comments about people wanting kids even though I've chosen the child free route. It makes me happy to know that there are folks out there who want kids for the love of it even if it is hard. People should be able to make the decision themselves and do what's right for them. I do believe it's a worthwhile and rewarding endeavor but not one that should be half-assed.
I just want to say thanks for sharing this link. That was amazing.
I would much rather take a video call with screen sharing any day than try to figure out what the hell someone is talking about over email. Most problems are user error and it's so much faster to see them doing it in real time.
That's insane to think about. I usually buy a 20 lb bag of Thai Jasmine rice for a little over $20 her in the US. I think I would seriously break down and cry if I had to pay almost $70.
Definitely a 9 today. It's my first week of return to office and I need to make a good impression so naturally I woke up this morning at 4am with the shits. I called out but I'm sure I'll be getting an earful tomorrow.
I just Bungie cord one filter to the back of a fan to filter the air in my parrot room. I change the filter every two months and it works well enough to keep the dander from building up.
As a former reptile enthusiast yes this was a valid concern. Making nice with the neighbors helped alot. Also red night lights made it look like we were running a brothel.
Yea the science is making the dosage ranges and the art is the caregivers administering the medicine and monitoring the patient. I like the science part but the art part is too stressful for me.
For the newly bred and nearly dead dosing is heavily dependent on rate of metabolism. This is why kidney and liver function are so important to dosage. If a person can't metabolize and clear out metabolites at a steady rate then it increases the bioavailability of a drug in the person's system and can lead to overdoses. I used to tell my lab students that there's no guaranteed way to tell how young kids are going to react to a medication just because their little systems are doing so much at wildly different rates.
Okay I'm choosing violence on this one so downvote away if you must. This is not an American thing, it's a patriarchy thing. We are conditioned and constantly reinforced with the idea that sex is about subjugation and not intimacy in our language and culture. All my life I've heard phrases like "suck my dick/balls" used as an insult across all genders and then when I am expected to perform such acts in the context of a loving relationship my brain outright refuses to associate that with an act of love and my partner acts all surprise Pikachu about it. The patriarchy and our common language insists that sex is bad at the detriment and isolation of everyone. Men in particular are isolated and conditioned to never give/receive love or even recognize their emotions with the only consolation being that they are given permission to subjugate women. And so the culture persists through our own unwitting actions as people are impeded from ever fully connecting with each other in perfect love and perfect trust. It's shit like this that keeps the patriarchy in control and us under control.
Functionally yes mentally and emotionally no. I just got word this week that our bosses are taking away our hybrid work schedule and making us come back into the office full time. I like my work and coworkers well enough but it's not enough to keep me in an employer that's abusive. Now all I can think about is the next round of surprise layoffs that are sure to follow. Last year was absolute hell always feeling watched and expendable. This year is looking to much of the same. I'm already looking for another job and kicking myself in the butt for putting it off for so long.
I was curious if anyone knows anything about the large delay for content coming in from lemmy.world? There's a discussion over there in one of fediverse communities and apparently we're like a week behind in receiving data.
It is with great sadness and heavy hearts that we mourn the loss of our dear friend and colleague, Sheldon Menery.
Here's another old picture from my vault. This is one of our Greenbottle blue tarantulas (Chromatopelma cyaneopubescens). We spent the day watching this little guy molt from start to finish and took pictures of the whole process. You can see in this picture that he is laid out on his back on his molting malt. At this stage he has split from the carapace lengthwise down the sides and is currently pulling his legs out of the molt. We had two at the time and wanted to breed them but they both turned out to males.
Playing a game of magic with my husband at the table and look over to see Bert giving us side-eye. Bert prefers dance parties over card games.
Here's a pic of my favorite little guy and one the only good pictures I've ever taken. Unfortunately he turned out to be a male so I didn't have him too long but he was a great tarantula to keep.
I don't know how many of you follow Mr Max on YouTube. There are many videos of him throwing tantrums about going to the vet. A new video just came out and we finally get to see what all the fuss is about!
