- Me: I just wanna be one of the cute Christian stay-at-home moms who have five cute kids and spends her day making art and crafts in a cute workshop with a cute blog and writes cute books.
- Mom: Marry a rich man.
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If you’re carrying any baggage right now, if you are keeping secrets that are making you sick, here is a gentle nudge to let go and open up. As I’m finding out right now, doing so will make a world of difference.
My friend got me a day pass for Comic Con (EEE!) but I don’t know which day to go because the website has no info on it. :c I need to know so I can request leave from work!!
I’d be embarrassed if any sentient being were to see my room right now.
Going to Leigh Bardugo’s launch party for Siege and Storm and I’m trying to find stuff that is tsarpunk buT HOW DO YOU DRESS RUSSIAN IN LA???
And my friend KC wants to do my make-up but I doN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO.
HALP?
I’m in a pink fluffy unicorn mood.
Someone should join me in dancing on rainbows.
I’m really homesick for Virginia tonight. I miss the mountains covered in forests, the old brick buildings, and restaurants that have sweet tea.
And I’m really, really sick of palm trees. Blech.
Can you spot both the fox and the crow in this photo?
Crows are the fox watchers best friend. They regularly alert me to the location of a fox, and as soon as I heard this one (in the tree on the left) calling I knew it had found one, (this time it was Black-Throat.)
So, how do you tell if a crow has found a fox? When crows see foxes they make a furious, constant cawing. They also tend to perch very low to the ground and constantly stare at the spot where the fox is. Next time I’ll see if I can get a video of it.
They never forgave the whole stolen cookie thing.
But maybe if they hadn’t been so vain…
A word of warning to those who interact with writers:
Anything you say, do, or are can potentially become immortal in their work.
Proceed with caution.
Sometimes I get in these really kawaii/harajuku/pastel unicorn moods and I want to dye my hair pink and purple.
Then I think about all the maintenance I put into my ONE STRIP of colored hair and those dreams fall apart.
