Seems to me she's the one with the attention deficit disorder. Today I saw someone with one of these and felt acute nostalgia: But I still haven't seen anyone using a plastic grocery bag as a backpack yet

LOL @ S_S. Ouch. I think she meant to say 'simple and elegant'. Still, she must've gotten the ugliest braidsmaid dress for her efforts, the one with the ruffles and shoulder pads.

In America, the debate rages on and in the website listed below you can read stories of women who not only enjoy being in a polygamous marriage - they believe it liberates them. One goes so far to say that it's the 'ultimate feminist lifestyle' because the other wives can make sure the childcare is sorted and the husband never has to put up with a TV dinner. This made me laugh. As an ultra-feminist (nod to A&T), I missed the memo where concern over the husband's eating arrangements figured largely in the 'ultimate feminist lifestyle'.

LOL. Well yeah, but another part of me thought: They say 1 in 2 marriages end in divorce and there are 2 marriages in that household...

LOL. When I was a kid, it was the norm to describe your sibling with: "isku hooyo iyo isku aabaa nahay" so if anything we Somalis should be most familiar with complicated family relationships Like Blessed, I wonder how the kids will parse this, do they call each of the women 'Mom' and both guys 'dad'? But I suppose all children need is lots of love and nurturing and they can deal with any strange family setups. Although no doubt there will be a few playground misunderstandings: Kid 1: My mommy is taking me to the mall. Polygamist's kid: Which of your mommies? Kid 1: ??

As you know Sir Marx, I've always been a steadfast Sancho to your dashing Don Quixote. I'm fully convinced that you can slay all monsters, rescue the fair damsel and end world hunger, and all before suppertime. Tilt at those windmills

Seems like if you already got over him cheating and decided to stay with him, raising the child isn't that big of a roadblock. But you will resent the child and make her life a subtle misery. Even if you try to treat her right, nosy relatives will soon clue her in, and then she'll will make YOUR life a tedious power struggle as she constantly compares you to her late lamented hooyo macaan who would never talk to her in that tone of voice, ever. She will become wild and run around (the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, people will say), then secretly marry someone of an undesirable ethnicity. After her 2nd child, she will discover religion or Freud, and will clumsily try to make amends with you (as the psychotherapist/sheik recommended), but by then you will just be a bitter old woman and will blame her for your acute rheumatism and cataracts. I say go for it.

^That's a great description. I went to the break room and found a HUGE double chocolate cake and a bowl of peanut M & Ms sitting on the table. Nearly everyone else had gone home by then so it was a little surreal. I'm sure it was for everyone. Pretty sure.

C&H, maybe he is insecure about how he'll measure up, so to speak. Tell him you hope he has a modest package because what you saw was monstrous and frightening. Although knowing men he won't see that as a bad thing...

Hello trollers. I was ambushed by the socialists in front of Starbucks last night. Now I've promised to go to one of their shrill meetings this afternoon. Speaking of trolling, is there an easily identifiable capitalist symbol? Aside from wearing a large chain with a dollar sign like some cartoon caricature?

LOL @ Che. My favorite Google use is looking up technical information on the internet instead of getting up and walking over to the expensive and multi-volume manual on the shelf.

^You could dedicate a thread to her on SOL and send her the link. Tres romantique. Wow SS. Was it you that wanted to be a sex therapist? Well girl, you're certainly qualified... Hello Val. I'm in the dark room group

^ Enjoy yourselves people. I'm gonna be cuddling up to some promising new data

Ibti, it was a strange image alright, but it beat the alternative Thanks @ Blessed. It all makes sense now.

Cue Nuune: Waxaad u baahantahay jimicsi. Cue Ducaysane: You should get married lol. I wonder how thoroughly a doctor eliminates other possibilities before the patient (usually a woman) is given this "orod i dhaaf" diagnosis. Is a thyroid involvement ruled out whenever someone comes in with sudden weight change, anxiety and an inability to tolerate temperature changes? And a lot of the symptoms seem like they are a vicious cycle of cause and effect. If you're having difficulty sleeping, could that be why you're tired,susceptible to infections, having trouble eating or eating too much, etc?

^I applied the Ibti/Ngonge Filter and read that as "North inaan liqaan ku sigtaa" You have improved by leaps and bounds Ibti, well done. I always assumed Somali is easy to learn to write, it's learning to speak it that's the challenge. As far as writing it goes, isn't it pretty phonetic, and there are no strictly correct spelling? But if you are learning to speak it, then you have to deal with noun gender, plurals, tense, etc.

LOL. Luckily, I have a hard time getting "chapstick", "like it" and "mind it" to rhyme, so the song hasn't gotten stuck in my head. Good thing too, since I'm so impressionable

^It's new to me too. I'm worried it's gonna start giving the men ideas. At least with chewing it's a time-consuming and socially unattractive way to go about it. Imagine if they start carrying gallons of the stuff in travel mugs for commuting, or roll it into joints for a 15 minute smoke break :confused:

^LOL. You have no idea how many times a day we whip off the labcoats and the goggles and break out into a Broadway number

Geeljire is right Ibti. We don't want our cranky but lovable Ibti to become an insufferable bore About the icebox I'm expected to do work in, I went whining to a few other people about how cold our office is, and I was let in on a little secret: if you take an ice pack and tape it to the thermostat, it thinks it's really cold and cranks up the heat! I feel like I just discovered something amazing, some glitch in the cosmos that opened up a whole new world for me. I feel like breaking out in a Disney song.

Hello trollers, it's unusually quiet in here. Why aren't CL and Ngonge snipping at each other? Or Ibti and Ngonge? Or Ngonge and anyone really?

What's really fishy is the thermostat in the office. It SAYS 72 degrees Fahrenheit, but it FEELS like 55 degrees. My nose and ears feel cold to the touch! :mad: :mad: :mad: Ahem, hello trollers.

I understand that a few Londoners trapped on those little islands at intersections have resorted to cannibalism! :eek:

Che, I think they already have their prime minister in a secure location until the national emergency has passed, and the army has been called in to free those stranded in the subways. So I dunno what they could do on top of that if there was an ice-storm Hiya Ibti, how have you been girl? Yes, gardening. Even our plants are laughing at you lot

Hello trollers. Bunch of wusses @ the Brits. A bit of snow and the whole island comes to a standstill huh? When the weather improves like that we do the gardening 'round here.