Cutting these off of dog toys is the worst. I'm always worried I'm going to miss one and hurt my dog.
When I was pretty young I got in the habit of watching the evening news with my parents. For some reason I got it in my head that when the news talked about illegal aliens that they were talking about aliens from outer space. It was embarrassing how long I believed that until my mom explained illegal aliens to me. My kid brain just couldn't cope with calling obvious human beings aliens.
Currently subscribed to Xbox game pass premium, Amazon Prime, Spotify and PBS streaming. I would love to get rid of Prime but I really do save money on shipping and it's the only way I can get some of my specialty foods (severe food allergies). PBS streaming is the best deal at the moment and I'm really happy with it.
I got a bunch of games on sale on Steam but I got sucked into a replay of the Nonary games. It's been long enough that I've forgotten most of the puzzles.
I managed to get gas for $2.31 on Tuesday. It was a Christmas miracle.
Storytime. In a previous career I worked in a forensic toxicology lab and the director was a bit of a rockstar in the field. One day he was telling us the story of a Black widow case he worked and told us a clean version of the testimony from one of the victims who lived. In a nutshell the guy said he knew the woman was trying to kill him but he didn't care because she had a mouth of gold and would wake him up on the regular with good service. So yes I believe some people might do anything for a good fuck.
Yup this is me right now. I work with an amazing team and was really liking my job for the past three years. Then 2 months ago we got a new Associate Director who immediately set herself to bullying, denigrating, and tearing apart everything and everyone. I'm currently waiting to see which comes first; I get fired or I quit.
It's a lap blanket for donation. I think the group I send stuff too sends them out to shelters and nursing homes. I just like having a good outlet for keeping my hands busy.
Finally finished all 81 granny squares for this 40x40 inch blanket. I think I'm going to regret my choices once I start joining them.
I am not disabled but my husband is. We've gone through many psychiatric reviews together to get and maintain his disability status. I will tell you that it doesn't get easier being under the microscope. It is natural to have feelings of guilt and want to be defensive when you're faced with the realization that you're not considered "normal." I absolutely hate going to these reviews because they always make both of us feel like we aren't doing enough to be normal. But the at last review we went to the psychiatrist was amazing and when we both started shutting down during the interview she told us that it's okay; we're not normal but we are coping in a very healthy way. She commended us for our efforts, our routines, and our strong relationship. And that little bit of recognition really really helped. So yes you might be down now after reading what your friends wrote and discovering some new things you didn't know, but I would definitely suggest that you take a personal inventory of all the things you are doing to live your best life right now. Don't sell yourself short.
For me personally it wasn't the name calling that irked me. Trump is a crass piece of shit and honestly I expect nothing less from his behavior. What's really irritating me is him and all the other Maga circus freaks aggressivly pointing their fingers in people's faces. It's such a small, "white man" form of micro aggression that aims to make the target feel inferior. And for some fucking reason it works psychologically because whenever I see one of them do it I immediately want to start throwing hands.
Obligatory fuck Liberty University. Absolute sham of a college and blight on Virginia.
Saw this nice guy/gal in front of my shed this morning when I took the dog out. The dog was completely oblivious and I was able to get a nice pic without scaring it off.
Here's another old picture from my vault. This is one of our Greenbottle blue tarantulas (Chromatopelma cyaneopubescens). We spent the day watching this little guy molt from start to finish and took pictures of the whole process. You can see in this picture that he is laid out on his back on his molting malt. At this stage he has split from the carapace lengthwise down the sides and is currently pulling his legs out of the molt. We had two at the time and wanted to breed them but they both turned out to males.
Here's a pic of my favorite little guy and one the only good pictures I've ever taken. Unfortunately he turned out to be a male so I didn't have him too long but he was a great tarantula to keep.
This is too real for me right now. I just took mine to the vet last week thinking she had some sort of neck injury only to figure out a few days later that she was having anxiety separation attacks because I went back to work after taking a week for Xmas off. $400 bill but at least I have a supply of emergency doggie pain meds now.