

I didn’t know you could botox that!
ugly bag of mostly water
don’t keep sweatin’ what I do 'cause I’m gonna be just fine
I didn’t know you could botox that!
Oh man I hear ya in headlights and dashboard lights. NIght driving is getting to be pretty rough for me.
Interesting! My google apps all changed to French, I wonder why yours didn’t.
I’m a native English speaker but my phone and fitbit are in French. I minored in French in college and I’m trying to shake off the rust.
If I were a man I’d absolutely love to grow facial hair.
Nope! I’ve never read/seen Harry Potter (I, too, live under a rock). Beatrix Potter is the English author from the late 1800s who wrote The Tale of Peter Rabbit and The Tale of Squirrel Nutkin, among others. When I was a kid I had a set of her books, and her illustrations (which she herself painted in watercolors) had the whimsical quality that your cross-stitch has. 🦊🧡
I love these foxes! Something very Beatrix Potter about them.
1-800-ABC-DEFG
I’m intrigued. Do you have any youtube links you could share?
I remember your handle - IIRC you posted before about having Narcissistic Personality Disorder. Wanting people to be jealous of you seems apropos.
Egg whites.
The Dave Clark Five is what came to mind first for me
What beautiful, bittersweet memories. Thank you for sharing them.
It’s supposed to make it credible that a 3 year old said this.
Yorkshire Gold, two sugars, splash of evaporated milk.
Dominos is disgusting. It’s basically the McDonald’s of pizza. Honestly, I avoid all pizza chains and get wood-fired pizza at a local wine bar. Ooh and I just bought a pizza stone, gonna learn to make them myself!
Aging is funny, because there’s always someone who thinks you’re ancient, and there’s always someone who thinks you’re still super young. I was at a bar a couple weeks ago, and these two dudes were complaining about how old they were getting… so I asked, turns out they were the ripe old age of twenty-eight. Which made me laugh a little, because 28 is still pretty young. And when I told them I was 43 they couldn’t believe it. I guess in my twenties I didn’t have an accurate idea of what people in their forties looked like either. Conversely when I made some comment to my parents about being middle-aged, they laughed at me because “you’re in your forties, you’re not middle-aged!”. So it’s all relative. My dad said something that stuck with me: you may feel like you’re getting older, but when you’re my age (he’s 75) you’ll realize how young you still were, and how much energy you had. And that’s helped me be aware that even though there are some aspects of aging that I really hate, there are plenty of good healthy years left.