Husband: Sometimes you seem horny and sometimes you seem agitated. Me: Are those my two moods? Husband: Here lately!

very powerful statement from Emma here, one of the brave women who has come forward about what Grossberg did to her. if you or anyone you know are in Buechel West Buechel Newburg Watterson Park Okolona Bon Air Petersburg Klondike you need to vote this creep out May 19 or in early voting

I know this is not everyone's experience, but I'm pleasantly surprised by how often my trans clients come out to their conservative/religious family members and are met with unexpected levels of acceptance. It makes me hopeful.

When I first started trying to publish in lit mags a few years ago I had a brief run of beginner's luck -- the first thing I ever submitted was accepted -- and it's been downhill from there. I try not to take any of it too seriously and I know rejection is a big part of the process, but damn!

Husband, receiving notification from FedEx app: What’s this coming from Direct Native Plants? Me, a terrible liar: I have no idea. Him: Did you order a cactus?? Me: Goddammit!

I made these yesterday and they are SO good. “How did you get them so chocolatey??” - my husband

My husband really fell in love with the cactuses when we were in Arizona recently, so I ordered him an eastern prickly pear — which is in fact native to Kentucky — to put in our garden. He doesn’t know about this and he’s going to be so psyched when it arrives!

I’m having a thyme management problem. (I’m sorry.)

A close friend’s dog died yesterday and I’m all in my feelings about my own dog’s traumatic death in October. Part of me wants another dog so badly and part of me wants to never expose myself to that particular heartbreak again.

amazing that our own small creations connect us directly to the moment of our universe erupting out of nothing and the unfathomable power of existence itself and yet we look at our drawings or stories and are like 'this is bad.' bud it is not bad it is the leading edge of a billion years of beauty

incredible photos of a walrus falling off a pontoon in scotland. source www.facebook.com/groups/scotl...

I spent a week in the desert and now Kentucky looks Technicolor green. It shocks me every time I look out the window!

I would buy up all the real estate in the Highlands and lease it for below market so all the local weirdos could afford to live and own businesses there again.

We went to a reptile show on our first date, so we commemorated or second wedding anniversary with snake tattoos.

No me importa.

I am in Santa Fe for my wedding anniversary — which is today! — and instead of luxuriating in bed with my husband I’m at urgent care waiting to be tested for strep throat. This is bullshit!

Small child looking out the window at the desert as we were landing in Albuquerque: Are we gonna stay somewhere with trees though??

Trying to pack for a trip whose temperatures will range from 27 to 89. This is tricky!

I bought some pleated khaki shorts and a gauzy white button down shirt and my husband said I look like an East End mom but I sort of like it and am thus having an identity crisis right here in my Old Navy quiet luxury outfit

Oh, really, you guys are going to try that? You think you should try that? It's maybe time to try that?

Springtime PSA: if you have crusty feet get some Amlactin lotion. My feet were significantly less crusty after only two applications!

Goddamn, DTF St. Louis. Oof.

From new Hungarian Prime Minister Péter Magyar's acceptance speech tonight. This is the absolute BARE MINIMUM platform for any Democrat running for President in 2028.

Orban achieved a level of authoritarian consolidation unthinkable here and they still successfully got rid of him. Never let the doomers have the final say.

What I like best about the Artemis II photos is that it was taken by actual humans. An actual person had to frame it and manually adjust settings. It's their own artistic rendition of what they thought looked best at the time, something no probe, rover or unmanned spacecraft can take. it's art

I have just been informed that at the end of “Sledgehammer” Peter Gabriel is in fact saying “I will show for you,” not “I will chauffeur you.” Little disappointed tbh

I've been interested in and learning from the recent Catholic discourse, but my god, some of these atheist reply guys are fucking insufferable.

The longer I live, the more I become convinced that the only thing that matters in literature is the (more or less less irrational) shamanism of a book, i.e. that the writer is first of all an enchanter. - Nabokov to Edmund Wilson, 27 Nov. 1946

Driving around with the sunroof open listening to Jodeci, as 17-year-old Erin would have wanted it.

Maxine’s replacement, a 2023 Mazda CX-5. It has a lot of technology I don’t know how to use. Things have changed since 2011!

I bought this car 14 years ago when it was a year old, a couple months after I got my first social work job. It saw me through two dogs, three moves, a divorce and a wedding. Almost half my driving life was in this car. Today I traded it in. Farewell, Maxine. You were solid through the very end.

How it feels doing literally any task right now.

Look, I know young people need jobs just like everyone else, but I refuse to let some car salesman named Branstyn who’s barely older than the car I’m currently driving try to manipulate me into spending too much on a car. It’s insulting.

This was the post that pushed me over the edge into tears this morning.

it also has this one

Me, playing OutKast on my husband’s car stereo: I can change it if you don’t want to listen to hiphop right now. Him: I’d rather hear something from the G-Funk era. I love this man.

My favorite Easter tradition.

Hot take: if you look like this you should not record a song called “Henny and Gingerale” (sic).

Happy Trans Day of Visibility ❤️🏳️‍⚧️❤️

Our sofa desperately needs new foam in the seat cushions and my husband delegated the task of calling the upholstery place to me THREE YEARS ago. I finally did it. Thanks, Adderall!

It’s the most beautiful time of year in my front yard.

Netflix suggested I watch Virgin River and wow is this show bad! It’s the same premise as Northern Exposure but it’s not funny or clever and the acting sucks and the storylines are absurd. But there are somehow seven seasons of it??

From the depths of my soul: fuck the police, and LMPD specifically. There is no excuse for this. How were guns even an option here?

Husband is out of town so I watched a 1.5-hour @smokelong.bsky.social webinar and then I watched the first two hours of a seven-hour course on Jungian psychology. And painted my nails. 🤓💅

Stop worrying about what YA books to let your kids read and let them sort it out with V C Andrews and cocaine era Stephen King as God intended

One of my clients is looking for an apartment and told me that landlords are engaging in "dynamic pricing," as in they set rent higher the more people are looking at the listing. Absolutely vile.

not a cell phone in sight. just a group of kids looking at a dead body, living in the moment.