I'm keeping an eye out for it. We first saw it on our way out to dinner. And I didn't see it when we came back about an hour later. Hopefully mama found it and got it home. It was barely bigger than a softball. I already know of a rehabber collective that I will call if I do see it again.
Found it in my pool while I was getting it ready for summer. Rehomed it to the neighbor's pond where it will have lots of turtle friends.
Found him in the skimmer this morning. My hand must feel more cozy than the basket as he chose to take a nap once I picked him up. I carried him across the street to the wildlife refuge marshy area. Be free, little 🐢
I think we'd compile a shorter list if we tried to name wholesome, respectable companies.
Don't forget your pencil^scarf^
They left out writing the number of your attorney or the ACLU on yourself in sharpie, so you'll have it if you need it.
Mom hung a mass produced art print on my bedroom wall when I was about 8. It's of a little girl holding her puppy.
Cute, right?
Thing is, this painting terrified me. And I was raised in the time where you just kind of swallowed any complaints and didn't bother mom or dad with kid foolishness.
Here is a copy of the thing I actually had hanging on my wall. This same frame. Probably came from Service Merchandise or some such.
What in the everloving hell is lurking just over her shoulder?!?! To me it always looked like a skull wearing a hat on the side of his head, like a little old timey jaunty hat a clown would wear.
It's a wonder I got any sleep. I was too afraid to tell mom I hated it. I never considered that I possessed the agency to take it off my wall and hide it at the bottom of the closet.
I think of this cursed painting still.
Did you ever have something in your childhood that unnecessarily scared the bejeezus out of you?
My cynical view on this situation is the pros are 1) she's fast-tracking home ownership for a generation that generally expects to not own homes, 2) she's securing financial stability during the traditionally least financially stable era of adult life, 3) working as a paid live-in caregiver pays significantly little comparatively and it is damn hard work, 4) she may have plans on marrying for love later. She's still maturing, so having a starter marriage that's lucrative may not be a totally terrible idea.
Honestly at the end of the day, you want her to be happy, right? If she's walked into this with eyes wide open, considered all the cons and still found the arrangement preferable, is it really the end of the world? What would your feelings be if she had chosen some other non traditional relationship?
Nah, it just felt like it because it costs so much to start the machine.
The last American Civil War pension recipient died in 2020.
Yes. Because for the kids that show up at my door without a costume, candy is probably not in their family budget, at all, ever. I load em up.
Not even Soundwave was spared? Shit dude. That's some hard core cold turkey.
Long time headache adventurer here.
You are basically making a homemade Excedrin (acetaminophen + aspirin + caffeine). Stimulants cause your body to metabolize the pain reliever more quickly.
As for if you're ruining your liver, I can't say, other than you should probably go see you doctor and ask for a blood panel/ liver function test. Even if your liver values are normal, you'll know for sure, and have a baseline to compare future tests against. Plus your doctor may have some thoughts on why you're having a headache everyday.
For me it turned out that while i had acceptable blood pressure, it was high "for me", and a beta blocker took care of the most frequent headaches. But we didn't figure that out until we had ruled out a whole bunch of other things.
It was a frustrating journey to be sure. I wish you luck in yours.
I thought i read somewhere that the biggest consumers of glitter are the auto makers because it's in nearly all the paint.
"I often sit at home and rub my carpet."
I swear to the flying spaghetti monster, the Lowes flooring associate said this to me when I was booking installation services.
He actually cared about us. Our wellbeing, our professional growth. He didn't get too stressed about things. He was forever asking for help with his phone or Word or Excel, but it was so adorable when he decided he wanted to learn to do a thing and just wanted our watchful eye to give him confidence. He in turn built our confidence. He had our backs. He was the best boss I ever had. When I was given staff to look out for, it's him who I tried to emulate. He passed last month, and the service is next month. I'm looking forward to seeing the old gang again even under sad circumstances.