I confess that getting excited about household appliances is absolutely a sign of middle age.
On a very related note, it seems that me and the missus have downgraded our goals in life from holidays in the Maldives to having a house big enough to fit a chest freezer in it. How things have changed.
My wife took the kids the her mothers on Friday. I had 2h of alone time. I jump straight on the laptop to look at: sheds.
My 15 year old self would cry.
Given that my knees are perpetually stiff, sleep before 10, do the cooking and meal planning and regularly remind my mom to get off social media, I consider myself honorary middle aged 
Have you been? I almost booked flights last night.
Sadly not, no. I had a trip booked with an ex, but we split up before we went. Itās now a race between my kids growing up and climate change putting the whole archipelago underwater.
Flights from my part of the world dipped below $1,000. Itās soooooooo cheap.
My only hesitation, as you mentioned, is three kids. Iām not allowed to travel out of state without permission. Canāt imagine trying to fly to an island the size of 6 downtown blocks.
I donāt have those limitations, luckily, Iām just not convinced that that kind of holiday makes sense with a 2 and 4 year old. Once theyāre old enough to either appreciate it, or go do there own thing, itās definitely no.2 on my list.
As long as Tchotchkim are Not In Charge.
+1 on whomever recommend modern decor.
This is the proper balance between the single woman tendency towards cat-lady clutter and single man tendency towards dust and flashlights.
Not sure. Here they stay Amal Clooney looking until at least middle aged. But they tend towards very frum dress with head cover.
Thatās just what I was told. There were certainly some nice looking girls walking around, and that food was killer.
The same could probably have been said about many of those scary Russian women.
I went to Ukraine two years ago and it seemed like almost every girl under 30 could be a cover model, including the toddlers
My fridge already proves I am middle aged when I open it up and see this inside
In my 20s, this woulda been takeout leftovers, hot dogs and whole milk.
In the line of Yiddishā¦I confess I had no idea what a schmeckle is until my husband kept calling his penis that and I had to look it up.
Thereās only a half hour left, but I did learn something new today!
Schmeckle! Thatās a funny word.
You all must not have many jewish friends? I grew up with two friends who used to drop yiddish words constantly. I still say them, with schtup being one of my favorites.
I have all but convinced myself to do sprouting. I have put everything I need into a shopping cart and am ready to go.
If I was single, I would have done it but nowadays I need a solid exit strategy incase I canāt be bothered doing it.
I have like 1, but heās a really good friend. Easily equal to 3 or 4 regular friends.
Actually I probably didnāt know or wasnāt aware of any Jewish people until I was probably 21 or 22. I knew they existed, but my immediate surroundings were almost entirely catholic.
All of the Jewish people lived in the community next door in the really nice neighborhood where Joe Manganiello and Mark Cuban were from.
Confession: I am big wuss when it comes to headaches. Had a killer one last night and laid down in my room at 830pm trying to make it as dark as possible and sleep it off.
I went last year, best place Iāve ever been. And we stayed at a 4* place, not 5*. Chose the resort because itās supposed to be the best for scuba diving, which was incredible.
This was our plan on the trip we had planned, to do a scuba course while there. Itās definitely a life goal.
