Yea stomach sleeping destroyed my shoulders too
hands and arms constantly going numb. Not sure why I slept like that so long. I have 4 king pillows and am still working on using them correctly. I think I need firmer pillows
Itās 1:00 and Iāve been cleaning.
Confession: Iām considering taking a glass of wine with me to do the upstairs, and my portable speaker.
I did work out well this morning (she said defensively).
I would go with the two flattest. Personally, I like overlap at the top, and keep the pillow for whichever direction Iām facing on top. So my shoulders are sort of tented by the two pillows. Very hard to describe. But anyway, if the pillows are too fluffy itās weird.
I was probably right around your age when one of my arms started to freeze/lock at night. I still have issues if I stay on either side too long. Not locking anymore, thank goodness, but aching.
Confession: Iāve always had a radio in the kitchen my whole life, until 10 years ago when I moved into my current home. Didnāt have one handy when we unpacked the kitchen, then life moved on.
Then rather quickly the kitchen became a place of darkness and anger. No one (me or wife) wanted to be there in that desolate place of necessity. It was downright Lovecraftian.
Then a few weeks ago I plugged in a radio and put on some tunes. The whole house came back to life. Dishes being done, food being cooked with happiness, conversations happening instead of arguments breaking out.
I almost always have tunes playing while Iām working & stuff, but for what ever reason, the kitchen got looked over.
Iām kinda surprised it made that much difference.
I play music when I workout purely because it drowns out the sound my connective tissue makes.
For peaceful kitchen co-existence, I found NOT having a galley kitchen went a LONG way. Seriously, f**k galley kitchens.
Ok, while I have everyoneās attention, I found a distributor of piedmontese beef in my local area and I am now losing my mind.
For those of you unfamiliar, primontese cattle are those cows that are lacking the myostatin gene: the one that inhibits muscular growth. So they look like this

Theyāre pure muscle and no fat.
I ordered $100 worth of grass fed piedmontese beef, just got it yesterday, tried some summer sausage and it was mindblowing. I now am on a quest to consume all the beef.
And for you nutrition nerds, the summer sausage had 4 grams of fat per 14 grams of protein. Typically, summer sausage is a cube of fat with just a tiny bit of protein mixed in.
I was not prepared to have my world rocked so hard.
Which means I suppose my confession is that Iām a pretty boring person at heart.
Agriculture is fascinating!
I remember seeing those cows in Bigger Stronger Faster (or whatever that steroid documentary was called) and just thinking āOh wow thatās pretty neatoā. I never thought Iād actually be in a position to consume them, let alone so regularly.
And it may be controversial to express such sentiments, but since this is a flame free confession thread, I would like to express that I really very much enjoy eating new animals. Donāt get me wrong: all new food experiences are pretty cool. I love how, as humans, we can eat a ton of weird stuff and our body can find ways to digest it. But being on top of the food chain really is awesome, and itās just fascinating to see what other animals taste like. In turn, Iām not prejudicial: I had a buddy that was backing a kickstarter on some cricket protein bars. He gave me the bar and I begrudgingly took a bite out of it. He initially chided me on my aversion to eating bugs, to which I showed him the nutrition label and said āDude, look at all the OTHER crap they put into this: just give me a cricket to eatā
Iāve always kinda giggled at the idea that we eat birds. Like āOh, a bluejay! I wonder how that thing tastes?ā. ![]()
And this one little creek I fish sometimes has naturaly reproducing brook trout. Theyāll strike at anything, and they look like cute little real life gummy bear fish. Iāve almost eaten a couple of those, because honestly, they look really good like a nice little snack.
I have a feeling far more animals found themselves no longer safe from our gaping maws once we discovered butter, salt and ketchup.
ā¦the Good Life!
Yeah, the 3 things on my āseldom/limitedā list.
Thereās a flock of turkeys that live throughout my neighborhood and the farm behind it. The farmer guy likes to act like theyāre kind of his, because his wife likes to feed them. But then they meander through my yard and I canāt help but thing that those big lazy birds are probably really tasty.
@T3hPwnisher Trying some out. Fyi meatheads, 25% discount at the moment.
Seems you found the same site, haha. Helluva deal, runs until the end of the year. Weāre gonna make some stew this week, and if itās decent, Iām gonna stock my freezer while the getting is good.
My grandparents once got me a pet goose. It was absolutely badass and at one point killed a weasel
It decided to commander a group of ducks and would take them into the field every day to feed. The problem was that my grandparentsā neighbors are like your neighbors and claimed the ducks
The neighbors got pissed and killed the goose, which presumably ended up on their dinner table
why does that need to be a confession?
That sounds AMAZING!
Do you genuinely not understand why that would be a confession?
Itās absolutely a solid product. Iām glad to have discovered it. Itāll be good to bring beef back into the rotation.
No, I do not understand. Those cows are a scientific feat and and in many ways represents the ability for humans to bend biology to their will. The fact that these cows are available to the public for somewhat affordable prices is just mindboggling in my opinion
āBoringnessā is a negatively associated personality trait. When one confesses, they are making admissions of actions or qualities that are unfavorable. I am confessing to being boring.
In that case, I guess I donāt quite understand why this is the case.
Taking the time to explain it would be even more boring ![]()
I know Iām being petulant, and Iām sorry.
I confess that social norms do not come easily to me. Itās a big reason why I study behacioural science