So tiny!!

This happened to one of the cats my husband had in the house when he was growing up. They had a screen door that would slam shut in the wind.

Guess what one of the cats loved to do? Sit in the doorway cause inside and outside! Best place for cat.

He heard the door slam and the cat SCREAMED

Cat was okay, just lost the fur in that spot for awhile apparently

Cat never did that again!

It’s going bad! Either the heat or something has withered one tomato. The one jalapeño I planted in ground has been EATEN and I’m blaming all the animals I’ve seen (squirrels, chipmunk, rabbits, birds) but ultimately I’m…fine with this. My garden is mostly a way for me to come to terms with the inability to be perfect at something. There’s still tomatoes growing. I’ll make something even if there won’t be enough to can.

I went to read too make sure and it was just. Nothingness? “Sailor says it changed color, other sailors agreed at the time, end story” okay thanks article!

I like it. The droplets on the underside feel weird? Not sure how to articulate that. Don’t feel watery somehow.

Extremely poorly but I keep going because I hate the alternative!

With the plant behind it, I thought someone had turned theirs into a planter, oops!

I did the towels yesterday! I’m do the sheets uhm…sometime.

Mavis Beacon Teaches Typing! And Reader Rabbit. And Treasure Mountain (although that’s more math I think). Loved that shit as a kid.

The aliens just. Sorta existed. The humans did the world ending by themselves, the aliens were just here. Like on a trip and suddenly a war breaks out around you.

Headache. My teeth hurt but I got an appointment on the second call instead of having to use their fuckshit A.I that can’t do shit. Not until August though so hello weed gummies help me.

Found this while going through what appears to be nearly every appliance my husband’s parents ever owned. Receipts, manuals. Some things are still in the house. Most are not.

I don’t remember the fancy words for my plants, I just plant them in the ground and hope for the best.

My husband remembers buying The Ship in a store, and when he went to install it out said he had to install something called Steam for the multiplayer. He was baffled and annoyed.

Now all the games we have save a few from GOG are steam.

Mother is an only child so I thiiink it’s her husband’s niece but I’m unsure!

Use to have cats that would do that lol. Grooming just to be a twit and start a fight!

I full on get vomitty if I get too hot. Give me winter. Give me cold.

Home Ec and Shop were fun classes and I think everyone should get to do both!

My mother went and got another daughter so she has access to a grandbaby cause me and twin sure aren’t ever making any. Especially now we’re almost 40.

They have a cheeseburger pizza here and I ask them to put on dill pickles slices and it’s amazing.

Today was electronic recycling. It was suppose to be last week, but last week was the 4th of July, so good fucking thing we called before last week and asked and they said no, it’ll be the week after that. We got there, twin had a panic attack, we found the right place anyway, and now they have an extremely old tv, toaster oven, and extremely old microwave.

They changed bulk pickup AGAIN the fucks. Originally it was like once a month. Then for a long time it was every single week, just one item each week. It’s gone back to once a month, but now you ALSO gotta fucking call them the week before the pickup so…they actually pick it up? Buh. Guh. FINE.

I’m tired.