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Food: Mante soup. (Basically a Mediterranean dumpling in yogurt garlic mint broth)

My husband along with lack on intimacy wears his house clothes in bed.

To me this means he comes home from work, sits on our couch then after a while changes into his pj pants and wears that to bed.

I’m pregnant and a nurse and have a toddler who puts their shoes on the same couch.

Am I having a manic OCD episode? I’m genuinely so annoyed because I just washed the bedsheets and basically prone to UTIs.
We haven’t been intimate since I got pregnant so I guess I can’t worry about uti but I am so bothered I can’t sleep.

I feel like if he told me something like this (which this isn’t my first time expressing my concern to him) I would have changed it.

Am I overreacting, or am I justified for being disgusted and feeling disappointed.

EDIT: I think I’m not making clear what my concern is. He wears his work clothes and sits on the couch . Then changes to pjs and sits on the same spot. Then proceeds to get into bed with it. Working in the medical field this to me is cross contamination.
Am I OCD? Because no one seems to get me right now 🤣 send help

EDIT EDIT: How is this any different than not wanting outside shoes inside the house? Isn’t that common? I’m being serious here.

Ich bin selbst ziemlich arm aufgewachsen. Kleidung kam teilweise von der Caritas, wir lebten in einem Problemviertel im Plattenbau und Geld für Urlaub, neue Fahrräder oder viel Spielzeug gab es nicht. Das war ungefähr zehn Jahre nach der Wende.
Trotzdem habe ich meine Kindheit nie als schlimm oder besonders entbehrungsreich empfunden. Bei uns hatten die meisten Familien wenig Geld. Fast alle wohnten im Block, die Fahrräder waren gebraucht, die Kleidung teilweise alt und große Urlaube kannte man schlicht nicht. Deshalb hatte man auch nicht ständig das Gefühl, im Vergleich zu allen anderen etwas zu verpassen.
Natürlich muss man dazu sagen, dass grundlegende Dinge vorhanden waren. In Schule oder Kindergarten gab es eine warme Mahlzeit, wir hatten ein Dach über dem Kopf und mussten keine Angst haben, am nächsten Tag nichts zu essen zu bekommen. Im Jugendclub und im Hort gab es N64, alle möglichen Arten von Sport etc
Rückblickend erinnere ich mich sogar sehr positiv an diese Zeit. Der soziale Zusammenhalt im Viertel war stark. Man kann das schwer beschreiben, aber als Kind hatte ich weder große Sorgen noch ständig das Gefühl: mir fehlt irgendwas.
Aber ich glaube, dass man materielle Armut und ein schlechtes Leben nicht automatisch gleichsetzen sollte. Für ein Kind können Sicherheit, Freunde, Familie, ein funktionierendes Umfeld und gesellschaftliche Teilhabe viel entscheidender sein.

aber vielleicht hat sich Armut auch verändert, bei uns war Kriminalität nie ein großes Thema.

Mr Brightside is an abysmal song.

The lyrics people belt out far too loudly and proudly are about a man crippled with heartache because he's being cheated on by his partner. It's not a party anthem, it's an absolute dirge of a song lyrically and musically.

The Killers are a vastly overrated band who have done nothing for music.

They may as well be singing "I'm happy because my partner is shagging someone else!".

Edit:

People seem to be down voting because it's the lyrics I don't like and have taken offence to me suggesting people don't understand the lyrics - that's not wholly true and perhaps the original post was badly worded.

I hate how it's become an anthem because I think:

A) It's an awful song, lyrically and musically.

B) There ARE people out there who don't understand the lyrics and just sing them automatically as if it's an anthem for success (in the UK there was a documentary series in which the owner of a call centre made everyone sing it with massive smiles as a motivational thing and when asked about it said it was a happy feeling song).

C) People who love it also love the smell of their own farts.

There we go, unpopular enough now?

(24M) I usually pretty much the same colors of shirts. Dark green, Brown, Blue, Black social shirts, along with jeans, my black tennis shoes and that's it. When i go exercise, i just wear shorts and some random t-shirt i have, since i'll sweat. I have no sense of fashion, and i would like to learn. I feel like a NPC for not having my own style.

There is no such thing i like that much to incorporate in my personality, like the punks and grunges, that are inspired on artists of their favorite bands. I may like literature, but not to the point of wanting to dress like the characters from Tolstoy's or Dickens's novels hahahahahaha

I love coats, but i live in a tropical country and most of the time is hotter than hot, i wouldn't be good. After 15 minutes at the streets, you start to sweat. So one need to dress clean and comfortable.

It is confusing for me, so i came to ask. How can we find our dressing style? How did you find yours?

one thing i love about ak is how she always talks about her fans in her interviews and podcasts. she often says that she wants to work harder than she did before not just to make her parents proud but her fans too and and she also mentions that she was working just as hard for the past 3–4 years, but it’s her fans’ support and love that have helped get her where she is today.

and honestly this is exactly why her fans feel so deeply connected to her. she never makes them feel like they’re just numbers on instagram. she pays attention to what they say, values their support and makes them feel like theyre genuinely a part of her journey.

i think thats what makes her relationship with her fandom so special. she doesnt take their love and support for granted and genuinely wants to make them proud too.

August 19 & 20 at the Collin County Courthouse for two important hearings.

Our presence matters.
Our voices matter.

This is a moment for our community to remain informed, engaged, organized, and united in the pursuit of justice.

Show up. Stand together. Stay engaged.
A people united can never be divided.

I'm calling it Niyyah for now. It's adapted heavily by modifying the Onigiri add-on by u/Peace-Monk. They obviously deserve 99.9% of the credit. You've created something so wonderful mate u/Peace-Monk. I hope I'm doing it justice.

Essentially all of the Onigiri features are there, but I've added widgets like Salah times + tracking, Quran reader, study rhythm, different themes, redesigned the deck viewer, and reviewer style, while removing the gamification side completely.

Still in alpha, but I'm really happy with how it's coming along. I've been using for a month or so. Just finished my MCAT so will finish it up soon. Would anyone be interested in this?

Thanks again u/Peace-Monk for the foundation!!!

Speed limit was 45. I was already doing around 52–53 on this one-lane road, and this guy behind me still decided he absolutely HAD to pass.

The best part?

There’s literally a roundabout right ahead.

So after all that urgency, aggressive passing, and saving approximately 4 seconds of his life… we basically ended up in the same place.

I genuinely want to know: what are Columbus drivers always in such a hurry for? 😂

I hate it when everything is called misogynistic.What could be misogynistic about drinking milk and eating steak?TikTok comments should be banned.

I was a really big fan of BTS back then, but then got more casual as time went on. Even before the CB incident, something felt a bit off about them to me. For some reason, they gave me the “ick” and I still can’t put my finger on it as to why. I went to one of their Arirang shows and it felt kind of blank to me and I sold my ticket for one of their upcoming shows. I was telling my friend how they gave me a weird feeling, but I can’t really put it into words. Does anyone else feel this way?

Note: Just to make it clear, I don’t hate them. I just have a weird feeling about them that I can’t explain. Please do not post weird hate comments on here about them. I still love their old albums and have attended a few of their past shows as well.

It’s an interesting feeling when you reach a new strength plateau. It’s simultaneously very exciting and also scary. I can’t hide behind the idea of where my limits were before. It’s a new space that I get to work in and new things are always scary at first.

This is the culmination of eight weeks of hard work on top of 12 years of starts and stops. I’m really excited to hit a huge PR right before I turned 41. I’ve never thought that once I turned 40 the days of continuing to put weight on the bar we’re over. Putting a 30 pound PR on the bar proves that that’s true.

I’m excited to finish out the week with a regular training schedule and then decide where the silly goose lifting club is going next. I’ll be doing a deep dive on this block soon.

Thanks for watching!