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My dad's family still owns most of the farms in their town from previous men's business acumen as well as several banks and a handful of hardware stores.
They still have a letter from the Secretary of War thanking my great grandfather and great grandmother for their sons' exemplary valorous service during the war.
My grandmother has so many family medals from WW2, the Vietnam War, and the Korean War she literally just keeps them in a hat box because she doesn't know what else to do with them.
My great great grandmother allegedly met my great great grandfather (a cavalry officer) after he let his troops against a tribe of Native Americans and saved her from death.
My mom's family has a small village with their last name in their home country. Allegedly there were a number of warriors that donned that name early in the region's history.
The family has friends in their home country that still send regards because of the number of connections and relationships the bankers in the past had established.
There is an old newspaper article of the police having to be called out because the number of women that flocked to see my great uncle (one of the actors) overwhelmed the hotel he was staying at.
I could go on. It's ridiculous.
You'd think with all of that competence and capability in my family I wouldn't be a disappointment.
I have a decent job, decent looks, I dress pretty well, smell pretty good, am decently strong, can fight and shoot and survive in the wild, am regarded as above average intelligence, and lead a handful of groups in my job. Most of the stereotypical "manly" things. That is not what's lacking.
I have no confidence. I can fake confidence, but it comes off as weird. This lack of confidence makes me overly stiff to friends or potential friends and creepy or weird to potential partners. My ex flirted with other men during the relationship and I didn't leave her after telling her it made me uncomfortable and she did nothing. I didn't have the confidence and self respect to enforce my own boundaries.
All of those generations of men beaming with confidence and capability, what went wrong with me? Why am I such a limp noodle? How do I fix this?
Tl;dr: Paragraphs 1-8 are just examples of why I look so pathetic compared to my ancestors. The rest is me going on about how I am doing okay when it comes to the traditionally masculine attributes and pointing out that my issue is confidence and self image. I'm asking for help figuring out how to fix this.

A while back I picked up a licensed AMG ride-on for my daughter. It has four motors, a ZM-DR04 controller, and the previous owner had fitted it with a Milwaukee battery adapter which I cut out and built my own 18650 battery pack.
The car has been doing great, but reverse would never work and I never looked too much into it until now. My daughter is finally learning how to steer on her own and dad's getting tired of dragging the car backward and repositioning it every time she runs into something lol.
So I opened it back up, and it seems the previous owner wired all four wheels to the "forward" connector on the controller. I was never aware (until looking up wiring diagrams today) that apparently two wheels are for drive and two are for reverse (reverse wheels I assume are the front wheels and should be on the second connector).
Now, my question is, is there a way I could be able to keep all four wheels for both drive and reverse? The car has actually been doing great in a pseudo-AWD setup and I'd hate to see the performance loss in cutting two tires away from forward drive. Obviously, I cannot simply wire all four motors to the forward and reverse connectors as that would destroy the electronics, but is there a way to make this work or are my two options 1) leave it in a truer AWD configuration and forget about reverse, or 2) split the motors between forward and reverse like what I see in the wiring diagrams?
Picture referenced: Purple and red "connections" are how the wiring is supposed to be, blue shows current configuration.
Thanks in advance for all your help!
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Even though I’m a boy (20M), I remember attending all of my girl friends’ Quinceanera parties and feeling envy. I was always super jealous of the girls that got to wear the pretty makeup, over the top dresses, layers of petticoats, sparkling tiaras, curly hair extensions, and high heels, while I was stuck wearing a blazer and slacks.
Someday, I want to work up the courage to go to a quinceanera boutique to buy the dress of my dreams. Already wearing heels, a curly brunette wig, and a lot of makeup, I would walk into the store and ask for an appointment for “Josie.” Taken to the back of the store, I would walk through rows of beautiful quince dresses until reaching the one I liked the most - a pink ruffle dress with rhinestones all over the bodice.
Taking the dress down from the hangar, I would hand it to the store owner who would take me to the try-on area. First, she would get the crinoline and put it over me, 6 hoops wider than my body is tall. Then, she would put the next petticoat on, helping me get the door filling volume for my quince dress. Finally, she would put the dress over my head - the pink ruffles completely surrounding me. She adjusted the dress over my petticoats, all I can hear being the rustling of my dress. The best step then came - the corset. Gently removing my blouse, she would replace it with the pretty rhinestone corset to finish off my ensemble. As I stare at the ceiling, I can feel the store owner tightening the corset around my torso and oversized breastplate until I can hardly breathe. The tight ribbing of the corset would keep my posture perfectly straight and prevent any boyish behavior.
When she was done lacing me up, I would look in the mirror. Every trace of masculinity was gone, and now I looked exactly like the girls I saw at parties five years ago, straight out of the magazines. Now, I was a Quinceanera - I would be wearing a huuuge dress, a curly brunette bouffant wig, high heels, pink gloves, and a sparkly tiara necklace and earrings. I would walk around the store to practice being a girl - instead of swaying my hands back and forth like a boy, my glove encased arms would rest on my ruffles and layers of petticoats. As I walked in my heels, all I would feel was the corset tightly caressing my stomach and my breastplate. As my pretty ensemble rustled as I walked throughout the store, the 20 pounds of organza ruffles was a huge difference compared to my boring blazer and slacks. As I curtsied in the mirror, I was Josie, and it was my Quinceanera.

Let me get straight to the point. A previous co-worker (22F) of mine and my partner offered us to move in and split half the rent about 7 months ago. At the beginning of moving in she would have a guy over almost every night which we began to get used to as she cannot stand to be alone and would ask us to go with her to the store, club, anywhere she would have to be alone (her personal issue). She is known to be a manipulator and liar and will do anything to get her way with us or any guy she’s around. Now she is bring her 17F “cousin”, related by distant marriage into our house since the beginning or May and she is seemingly living rent-free now? Apparently her cousin still lives with her parents but now that she is staying here with our roommate she is allowed to do things her parents wouldn’t allow (smoking, drinking, partying, hook-ups). Our roommate apparently “raised her” and continues to allow her to do whatever she wants as she previously did while “raising her”. Side note: The roommate has 2 kids but drops them off with various people because she doesn’t feel like raising them but decides to take in a 17F because she’s more lax. The main issue is the 17 y/o is working a job while me and my partner recently were fired from our jobs and are doordashing currently. The 17 y/o is going through toilet paper, a roll a day and using toothpaste, towels, food, electricity, etc. Last time we got in a disagreement with our roommate she threatened to kick us out, telling me I should move back to my home state. What should be our next move? We are planning on moving out in the upcoming months if something doesn’t give. She’s impossible to communicate with without getting petty.
P.S Roomate is overly protective of cousin and they share dresses, sleep in the same bed and discuss sexual acts. Roommate said, “I bet he’s touching your ass and titties”

Or, how I planned a wedding in four months without losing my mind.
Date: Obvious first question - why plan a wedding in four months? My now-husband proposed on New Years Eve 2023, and we didn't want a long engagement (I'm in my late 30s), so we were always shooting for a 2024 wedding. My in-laws are retired and already had big travel plans on the calendar for June and July, and one of my husband's closest friends is moving out of the country in August, so we decided to target a May wedding.
Priorities: We decided that our priorities, in order, were: (1) a great venue with a beautiful outdoor space for the ceremony, (2) a caterer who would provide excellent food for our guests to enjoy, and (3) a photographer we loved to capture the day. For everything else, our unofficial motto was "Satisfice hard".
Budget: $35,000
Context: We live in a VHCOL area, and we had 52 guests. We ended up bang-on our $35k budget in total.
Venue: $9,150
Included ceremony, cocktail hour, and reception spaces, all tables and chairs, onsite staff during the event to assist with venue-related things as needed, and subsidized event insurance.
Caterer: $9,679 + $1,000 in tips = $10,679
In addition to all of the food for cocktail hour and the reception (including desserts for the desserts table, aside from the cake), the caterer also provided all of the rentals of linens, tableware, and glassware.
Alcohol: $1,100
Purchased from the store separately, and the caterer served.
Photographer: $3,900
The package we chose included an engagement photo shoot and six hours of coverage on the day.
Dress: $2,800 + $650 alterations = $3,450
Includes a $200 rush fee because of how close to the wedding I ordered the dress. The alterations amount includes taking the dress in, shortening the straps, hem, changing out the bra cups, and adding a six-point American bustle. I wore shoes I already owned. [Side note here, I think my husband's suit was $650, but I'm not sure since he charged it to his own card. The rest of wedding expenses I put on my card and then took half out of our joint account.]
Day of Coordinator: $1,530 + $150 tip = $1,680
She really was more like a month-of coordinator, in that she took over most vendor communications a month out. On the day-of, she was there from 3:30p until midnight.
Florist: $900
This included my bouquet, my husband's boutonnière, centerpieces for seven tables, flowers for the cake, and extra loose greenery and florals for the sweetheart table and the serving tables. This amount also included delivery to the venue.
Furniture Rentals: $935
I have a chronic illness and can't stand for long periods of time, so we rented a couch and some chairs to ensure there was seating everywhere. We also rented patio heaters in case it was cold (which it was, so we were glad to have them). Price includes delivery and setup fee.
Cake: $350
This included a small cake for cutting (and serving), cupcakes, and delivery.
Hair & Makeup: $335 (trials and brow threading only)
My mom covered hair and makeup as a gift, so I'm not actually sure what the final total was.
Rings: $1,714
Wedding bands for my husband and I.
Welcome Dinner: $938
We invited immediately family and anyone who was getting on a plane to travel. 18 of the 52 guests attended.
Costs we did NOT incur included:
DJ: We did Spotify playlists instead, and it worked out just fine. We did spend a LOT of time prepping them, though.
Officiant: The friend who introduced us officiated, and it was perfect.
Invitations & Signage: We did digital-only invitations and RSVPs via WithJoy. Escort cards we designed ourselves and printed locally for $18. We made a crossword for guests to do that we printed at home. The venue provided chalkboards for signs directing people at the venue, and we designed and printed a couple of signs for the bar at home as well.
Bridal Party: We didn't have attendants, so didn't have any costs related to bridesmaids or groomsmen.
Transport: The majority of guests were local, and we drove our own car to and from the wedding.
Favors: I've been at lots of weddings and never really remembered the favors, so we skipped them. If we had done them, we would have done cookies and ordered sleeves off Amazon and stickers off Etsy.
Any questions, let me know! I found these posts helpful when I was planning, so hopefully someone will find this useful!

I’m about an 11-11.5 women’s but I never find them holding my sizes for heels in store? The only store in my city geared towards my shoe size is more “cross dressing” and kind oriented, and I’m just looking for some nice heels :’) Help

I’m a few pounds away from being overweight. I’m almost 50. I have only worn standard non plus sizes for a for a total of 10 years ( not consecutive years). I’m 64 inches tall and my highest weight was 297. Today I weighed in at 176.
My view of my body isn’t aligning with reality. Today I had to buy new clothes and got a medium size dress. I bought smaller bras, specifically band size 34.
I felt so out of place not shopping in the plus stores, or the plus section. I don’t want to get rid of my old clothes even though they are falling off.
I feel like one of those movies where a person wakes up in someone else’s body. I look okay in photos now. I just need to put this out there as I have no one to talk to about it.
Anyone care to share their oh, I am smaller moments?

Hi I’ve never posted but see tik toks of this sub. Wanted some advice.
Me (23f) and bf (24m) have been together on and off for about 8 years now. We moved in together last month and all had been going really well. Last night, Friday, I found a cute book store/bar to go to and got dressed. He seemed excited to go and then when I came out in a tank top, buttoned over shirt, and jeans, he asked me to change. Bc my white tank top was “shear” and you could see the color differences of my chest if that makes sense. I immediately said no and that I’d have to change the whole outfit. I put napkins in the front of the shirt so that you definitely couldn’t see my parts (sry idk what can get removed) but that wasn’t enough. He still insisted that you could see even though I went into several different rooms with different lighting and could not see what he was talking about. After a bit of back and forth he finally said he just wasn’t going to go with me. I ended up leaving for about an hour to cool down and didn’t make it to the bar. We had a really massive fight when I got back and he had it in his head that he just “isn’t condoning this kind of behavior” by not going. & that it’s disrespectful of me to not have changed or at least buttoned my shirt when he asked. He is insisting that it’s just a simple request and that I’m seeking attention from other guys which in my mind, can’t be further from the truth. I love him very much but I just don’t know where to go after this bc a lot of things were said during our argument that I won’t get into. So AITAH?

Hi everyone! This is a second part of the random experiences I’ve had as a vintage store employee. For more context, feel free to read the original post I made.
https://www.reddit.com/Paranormal/comments/1dalgjz/my_unusual_experiences_as_a_vintageantique_store/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web3x&utm_name=web3xcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button
To start off, we have some seemingly nice/playful resident spirits. They like to flick light switches on and off, make knocks that can’t be blamed on the building, play with the building temperature, and mess with items on shelves.
Occasionally, they like to make messes and play tricks (throwing pillows off couches, jelly cat stuffed animals being rearranged in the night, make sounds to scare people, and switch the music playing and play with the volume levels) generally, they’re harmless. Not to mention, they love to play with our security camera system! We’ve had the cameras and electrical looked at a million times and they work fine, but things will stop recording and cuts out all the time.
Here are some more prominent stories that have happened in the last year.
Experience 1) Vintage train toy moving throughout the store.
I was approaching the end of my shift, which means cleaning up and organizing the store for the next day employees. I clean up our vintage toy area and walk behind shelves to organize our vintage Levi jeans rack. I hear a clatter and go to investigate, thinking something had just fallen over. Kids place things back on shelves in precarious situations and things fall all the time, not always because of activity. I walk over to the toy corner and see a knocked over toy train. (Standing up though) This thing doesn’t run on batteries or anything, it’s super old. But, I watch as it starts moving at a moderate pace out of the corner and into the next little aisle section. Once again, it is just a model train. No strings, no batteries, no track. It stops after about 6 ish feet of movement. After my initial internal screaming, I decide to leave it there for whatever is moving it. I hesitantly ignore it and go back to cleaning. No more sound or movement. Right before I close up, I put the train back on the shelf.
Experience 2) The silver ring
Basically, I sold a customer an old turquoise Native American ring. It was on sale, so no returns. A week later, she calls and begs for a return. She drives literally an hour back to the store and says she doesn’t want the ring anymore. I think, someone regrets spending the money they did, I get it. Then she goes on to say things have been so weird in her house since she bought it. She said her cats were acting up, the house was making weird noises, and doors were closing on their own. I wasn’t supposed to take it back due to policy, but we worked something out. She seemed so frantic. Sometimes you’d think someone is making something up to get their money back, as it happens in retail, but she seemed so scared. And based on my experiences working at my job, I didn’t doubt her. Nothing happened in particular after we got the ring back, luckily. It was sold a little later to a collector and we didn’t hear anything after.
Experience 3) The shadowy figure
This is not my story, it’s my friend’s who was visiting. She came in to visit me at work. She wanted to try on some vintage clothing, so she goes into the dressing room to try it on. While she’s doing that, I go into the next room over to show a customer the bathroom. When I come back, my friend is sort of shocked to see me walk back into the main shop area. She looks back behind the counter and then back at me, confused. I can tell she’s processing things. She asks “were you not in the back room just now?” And I’m confused, seeing I wasn’t and my coworker left early. Now, my friend is a very practical human being. She has to see it to believe it, her philosophy. She then goes in to explain that the back room door, which is slightly visible to customers, was halfway closed. She said that there was a shadow matching my height and size making noise back there and moving around. She said that she thought I was back there grabbing items. She thought she heard me respond and say “mmhm” too at one point. Mind you, no one else was back there and no other customers had come in at that point. When I went to look, the “figure” back there was long gone. Nothing seemed out of place, but she seemed so convinced I was back there.
Anyways, these are just my experiences. Thank you all for reading! If you have any questions, feel free to ask :)

Hi! I'll preface this by mentioning that wherever I go, I'm hoping to get something off the rack.
Has anyone had any positive experiences with David's Bridal? They're by far the only affordable shop in my area.
Edit: I'm mostly just curious about the quality of the dresses and whether the staff were pushy about sales. I have yet to start dress shopping in stores, but my other options that are within 45 minutes of my home are all small specialty shops with super high prices.

I hate fast fashion. I admittedly do still buy into fast fashion at times (the occasional Old Navy or Target purchase) but I really try to be good at sticking with mending/tailoring my clothes, buying from thrift stores, and wearing second hand (who doesn’t love a good clothes swap?). That said, maternity clothes are becoming my breaking point. I can’t afford an entirely new wardrobe on our budget, even if I exclusively go to thrift stores. And let’s be real here, it’s hard to find maternity clothes (especially that are cute and comfy) at thrift stores. Prices are going up, I feel like the quality of clothes (at least in my area) are going down, and it can be time consuming and hit-or-miss. I need office clothes for work (corporate casual… sometimes pretty casual depending on your department), wfh/weekend clothes to lounge/nap in (think more sweats, t shirts, etc.), and going out clothes (I try to still keep that office-y vibe with nice shirts and things, but I’m leaning towards shorts and dresses instead of jeans/skirts). It’s summer and I live in the south, so it all needs to be fit for the weather where I live. I feel like I’d be breaking my moral code by buying SHEIN. I also need these clothes and it’s not like I’m doing some crazy $300 haul for YouTube. These are clothes I’d rewear in the near future (we want 1-2 more kids with a year+ gap between them).
TLDR; am I a piece of crap for wanting to by SHEIN maternity clothes when I despise fast fashion?

Hello, I need some thoughts. I was in an abusive relationship with a guy who had an addiction and tried very hard to kill me- thankfully i made it out with my daughter.Recently my sisters partner comitted self ending...and she has been very defenssive saying she doesnt need to forgive anything, or that shes now alone and who will love her. What's worse is- 3VERYONE- I MWAN EVERYONE that I spoke to at his funeral said he wanted to kill her and run away- that was his goal. But she had lwft their home at the start of the week out of fear, ignoring him the night before when he cried and begged her to go ba k...i know I was the ass because i litteralu went only to watch over her but it was obvious i felt reli3f he hadnt ended her aswell. But she litterally cried screamed and is mad when people say she was blessed or something about her being alive- she had friends removed for saying thank god he wasnt able to kill you. I am sorry...but if i had been in her spot id cry from happiness...i begged god or whoever heard to take my abuser...and my sister is now crying and defending him doing thangs that as a gf abused for yrs...idk....so am i the ass for just b3ing pissed and wanting to make her get help or sending her to a trauma specialist? I get angry she is like this...all my family is glad he's gone and she lived...but I myself don't know how to be there when 1- it triggers my trauma and 2- have 0 patience or empathy- all i feel is relief...
Thanks to all of you who commented- and I didn't know edit allowed the use of the word suicide.
I am sorry if I sound like I'm imposing my trauma- believe i've been silent just standing by her watching and defending her from certain family members of his who have attacked her saying it was her fault for not staying with him or saying they'd rather he be in jail for killing her her than dead. I was 4 days in without sleep cause I was by her from start to finish sorry reading it kinda shows my defeat. In any case- She has gone from crying to saying she's glad then someone else walks by and she bursts into tears saying he died to show her love. Then she's fine saying she'll move on for him. The ONE THING that has become a constant? She is attacking us- her family- saying she too was "abandoned and left in the streets"???? The girl is the princess and spoiled...I sadly went off on her putside a store when i was trying to drink a coffee- yep finally choose to drink something myself- and she went crazy screaming i was a selfish bitch because he took her to that store every night and she knew I was evil and that she would take my daughter who loved him so much.yepp the dead guy.So I snapped...i told her to stop attacking those who are silent next to her, to stop sending me to recieve people when I was tired of saying he was a great guy sadly he hung himself with her dress" I told her it wasn't anyone's fault. The guy was tired he was sick, and the drugs added to his illness. But I REFUSE to be told off by her when depending the person she was sad and then glad. The guys mom told me- " glad to see her doing so well that she cries on cue and then laughs and says about time"-
I left...I wasn't okay anymore...I am mad after finding out so many things...after telling so many people that he wasn't my partners, after having his family make me go buy so much stuff because my sister "was just a crying child who didnt deserve such a man" I am gonna rest for a bit and control myself, sleep eat and breath. Then go back and check on her...but no I am not the asshole...took me a bit but no I was with her start to finish and she is now being pointed to as an issue for his family and friends...so no...I will go back to suggest a group therapy to see if she's okay with hearing other females like us...then ease her to personal therapy maybe a program...i don't know...but if she chooses to leave to become a junkie like him...I will probably have her put in a psych hold or something...but if she insists and continues to call myself and mom and granfather her issue...i will let her go...because I refuse to loose others because she has decided the addict from the corner and her little miss perfect had the same life ans upbringing?
Thank you all💞

What Not To Be Frugal About
We pay for exercise classes. We pay because it makes us go. I know there are free YouTube ones on line Paying for the class makes sure we go to class and get exercise.
I have heard of people putting off buying a clothing article because it might go on sale. If you see something you like, buy it then, it may not be there when you come back. After buying a skirt I decided I wanted it in other colors. When I went back to make the purchase the skirts were gone.
When you give gifts thinks of you reputation. Don't give anyone anything that you ever got use from. It just looks tight. I don't believe in giving recycled gifts but if you do that, make sure that it is something the giver will appreciate. Also if you give recycled gifts check thoroughly that there are no cards from the original giver or no engravings on the gift. It's happened before that people have given recycled gifts and the giver saw the original gift card. And it's happened that the giver didn't know the gift was engraved by the original giver.
If you need to keep your weight down buy food in small serving sizes when you can. This cost more by the ounce but it helps me keep my weight down.
If you can't afford to give a decent tip at a restaurant don't eat out.
If your service was bad, unless the waiter was deliberately rude, still leave a 15 percent tip.
If you use a coupon for a service give the tip based on the amount before the discount.
I give myself a Hanukkah and birthday gift every year. I buy something that I wouldn't normally buy for myself.
I have read in different places that the store brand of products are less expensive and are just as good. I have tried the store brands of some products. I have found sometimes the store brand is as good as the more expensive brand and sometimes it isn’t.
If you have a skin problem don't try to resolve it by going to a cosmetic counter. The people who work there are not medical doctors. Go to dermatologist.
I have often read that when grocery shopping stick to your list. I don't always stick to our list. I think it's good if I find something not on my list that I like. It helps me bring more variety to my eating. If I try it and like it, then another time it will be on my list.
Don't buy contact lenses by mail. You need a doctor to look at your eyes if there is a problem with the lenses.
Never go without teeth. I see this a lot. No mater how well dressed you are, missing teeth gives an unpolished look.
If your hair stylist is expensive but she does a great job keep her. It's a bad feeling when you have a bad haircut.
I believe when it comes to money that people need balance in their lives. Life should not be all about denying yourself. It's about being frugal and indulges. You should be allowed at least one thing to indulge in. If that expensive cup of coffee gives you a reason to get out of bed it's worth it. If an expensive brand of shampoo or candy makes you feel better about life it's worth buying. You just need to decide what you are going to be frugal and where you are going to indulge.
Our financial planner told us if most of our money went to savings it would be hard for us to go to work. It would be hard to work knowing you are not having much fun.
Just once try something expensive to see what it's like. When I was giving myself a gift I got an expensive pedicure. I didn't think it was worth it when it was finished. I was glad to know at least what it was like.
If any makeup brand works better than another stick with the brand you like. You always feel better when you know you look your best.
If you want to get organized if you think buying items for organization will help you get started then buy a few items first.
If something reduces your stress level and you can afford it, it's worth the price.
I have read to save on water only do wash when you have a full load. If you want to be free of wash for the next few days and you don’t have a full load go ahead and get it done. Or when going on vacation you don’t want any more wash to do other than what you bought back, wash what you have no matter how small a load.
You don’t have to live with your mistakes. I bought a vacuum cleaner. I had it for about five years. I realized this is a mistake; it’s just too hard to work with. I bought a new one. If you buy something and realize it’s not right for you, you don’t have to keep it until it breaks.
We buy cut up vegetables. It's already cut up when you need to cook and it keeps us eating healthy.

TLDR: you think you know someone but time/circumstances show you a entirely different side of their personality.
I subscribed to so many articles, joined n+100 subreddits related to parenting, studied theories, experiences about baby led stuff. Would indirectly taunt my husband for having the easiest job in parenting -beind a dad. I would ask him, what he'd want to be called, Pappa(like my dad), Nanna(like his dad), sir(like some Americans), appa, daddy etc . He would say emo. I would judge him because at 3-4 months pregnant I know everything ,I made a decision about most things..what dress my child was going to wear on his first day of life on earth, what theme his monthly birthdays would be, what items I'd need and where they'd go in my house. I planned how to baby proof, what to get rid of, where to store things. What kind of food I will have time to prepare when it's just us . I prepped for every possible scenario.
Everytime the child calls out "DA-DA" ,my husband's face changes...almost has tears in his eyes, because unlike me he didn't prep for the moment. He didn't even know what he wants to be called. His smile brightens and then lights up the room.he will come running from whatever he's doing because if his 13 month old is calling out, must be something very important ...like unable to reach the garbage can or reading the same book 100th time for the day or not able to eat shoes instead of fruits or just wants to play with the kitchen knife and mom won't let him.
14 years of friendship, few years of courtship, so many hardships and 4 years of marriage....I had no idea this man was capable of tears,any tears happy or sad. We broke up billion times, I bawled my eyes out almost every time and he wouldn't even wince,infact would make some stupid joke . I hated that about him, always did...how he manages to make me smile even when I hate him to my core.his jokes aren't even that good...3/10 on a best day. He would say, you cry for everything there's no value for your tears...I would tease that the day he cries, I'll collect them and store to see if they'd turn into valuable pearls. He did cry or may be I was hallucinating , I was totally drugged up and was being wheeled into a operation theatre and I told him...take care of yourself, he cried because unlike me he didn't prep for this scenario. I couldn't collect those tears and I joked about that too...he didn't laugh at my joke, unlike me . When asked, He denies about crying, says I was making it up or imagining things in drug induced state. So first time our son called him DA-DA..I collected his tears and showed to him.
You think you know someone. I wouldn't have guessed in 100 years that, after so many adversities in life ...simple things like this would bring tears in his eyes. I prepped for everything but I didn't prep for falling in love with him again all over.
I always wondered if he'd cry when I die.Now I can die peacefully because I saw my husband cry.

Our favorite nerds dress up as the Justice League to go to the comic book store's New Year's Eve party. Leonard becomes the Green Lantern, Howard impersonates a miniature Batman, Sheldon is the Flash, Penny reveals his Amazon profile and RaJ complains about being Aquaman, which, in his opinion, is useless.
4x11 - The Justice League Recombination
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