My youngest child told me LAST NIGHT that she was supposed to bring for a class project TODAY, a remembrance of a dead relative or friend for Day of the Dead, which will be left in the classroom this week for others’ perusal. We came up with three relatives who’d
After several years of hard work, allow me to present how establishing boundaries is going in my family.
While you’ve been preparing for nuclear war (LOLOLLLOLL how? Except by not dying of Covid first, amirite? Presumably so you can be healthy enough to travel the post apocalyptic wasteland, eating fungus, avoiding cannibal hordes and promising you’ll use your last bullet on The Boy*) I have spent the last
I was/am apparently unready to voluntarily take on another stressful situation! If it counts for anything, I do feel guilty about everything I eat now, and am in both a constant state of hunger and probably somehow actually eating more than I normally do, but whatevs. In an unsurprising ode
The slightest bit of passing encouragement has done it’s job, I’m back. In what I hope turns out to be short order, here’s an update: Homicide Adjacent Aggressor is still alive. They still call here, and it has been an grim lesson in how abusive relationships work; there are decades