The lady that was caring for Spotty after she got out came over last night. Things that happened: ๐งต
When she walked in I was listening to #jooheon/#joohoney
Her first comment was mid-sentence, "What station are you listening to I LOVE this??"
When I told her it was kpop/hiphop she goes WAIT is this the same as that commercial? With the phone? (She means BTS)
I explained that he's from the same genre, but another boygroup. She had me elaborate on what their emoji/animals were, play a few songs for her, & showed her my albums and PC collection.
She pointed out #WONHO (Who was on the cover & on my wall) & said "You like him the most?"
I then explained what a bias/ulti were, and explained how & why he's my ulti.
Then played Open Mind for her. She fell in love with him. I showed her my #Wonho photobook. She asked why it was called 'Feel Wonho', then said "wait that's his name right?"
I opened the book.
She understood why it was called 'Feel Wonho' very quickly ๐ Her favourite #wonho pictures were the loose hanging button up shirt, and agreed that his body says "I'll protect you" but his face says "Pls protect me"
I woke up to a text saying "Omg he is so BADASS" #WONHO#EYEONYOU
So obviously now I have to buy her an album and drop it at her doorstop.
She came bearing gifts for the cats (Scratch/tower post, soft bed, track ball, and tons of toys)
She left with a doggybag of fresh out of the oven sourdough pretzels I'd made.
"Oh... my god... these MELT in your MOUTH" (the pretzels, tho I'd argue Wonho does too)
"You are SUCH a good cook oh my god"
(after eating one, she eyed her second one) "I'm saving it.... probably"
Upon the convo turning towards my childhood/teenage years and the trauma there, she interrupted and said, "Do you have a book? Because you should have a book"
(I'm trying, okay, I just... keep getting distracted....)
So, yeah. Idk if this is how all adult friendships work but..
I'm pretty sure I just absorbed a friend thru osmosis or something.
And accidentally turned her "I look up that commercial of those boys just to dance to the music" into "Wonho is sexy/badass and who's this one's name again?"
lmaoooo
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2021 has been a lot.
I became a grandma. I got back to writing. I got vaccinated. I bought more books. I wrote some more. I found inspiration and motivation from a place I never expected. I found the drive to seek the things I wanted. I started painting.
But mostly, I found ME
2022 is in my sights, and I'm genuinely excited. I want to find more ways to express myself, and connect who I am, with who I've been. Since my thyroid got the green light this Autumn, I've been facing a dilemma of sorts where I realized my disease had been-
quietly altering my life. Altering my passions, my personality and how I expressed it, even altering the way I looked at things. A disease I didn't realize I had, was changing the things I once was passionate about.
A desire for cityscapes and nightlife became rural solitude.
Don't jump to give yourself, or your kids, every single thing you 'need'.
e.g. If they have a project and 'need' glue, don't jump up & get the glue.
Stop and let yourselves think. Do I have something, here already, I can use instead?
Not only does it discourage waste, but it encourages resourcefulness, and creativity.
If you have, maybe, staples at the house that can be used. Or maybe tape. Or maybe you learn how to make glue with flour and water. Or how to slice lines to hold the paper corners in place.
You don't NEED everything you think you do. Don't let society's laziness and 'ease of access' water down your natural survival instincts.
Yes, even glue is a survival instinct.
If you never learn how to make do with something else, you'll always end up relying on other people
You know the day. You know the mood. If you were alive then, I hope you spend today appreciating that you're still alive today.
I'll never forget that I was 11, experiencing my first taste of 6th grade, sitting in Math class, with PEMDAS on the board.
The tiny tube television was hanging in the corner by the whiteboard, all blue skies, and a grey ocean of dust, smoke, and building debris. The teacher sat there on her desk, hand over her mouth, while us kids sat quietly, having ceased our goofing off and just stared with her.
Those of us that were fooling around, and laughing and joking moments before, now hugged each other and didn't even dare to whisper.
The entire school was utterly silent, not a single voice was used.
Apropos for it being Pride Month, I've inadvertently come across a sexual orientation that answers a lot of questions and situations I have had in my life.
I believe my sexuality is not Pansexual, but rather Abrosexual, meaning my sexuality is fluid. ๐งต
Thru my life, I have had moments where I inexplicably feel more and less attracted to, for example, women. Sometimes it lasts a day, sometimes a week, sometimes I have no sexual attraction to anyone at all. If I had a particularly "gay" day, I just called it that.
But it always fluctuates. And, I think, that's the key here. Because sexual desire and romantic desire CAN vary so much with me, I've come to the thought that... Maybe they're different. Maybe I'm not all around Pan.
Maybe, I'm Abrosexual AND Panromantic. It answers many q's tbs
I know it's cold, I have some tips for you, thanks to having been through this before, many times. ๐งต
Please RT the thread if you know anyone without power currently! ๐ค
- Choose 1 room to inhabit
- Move all furniture to external walls
- Move your mattress to the center of the 1 room
- Block pets from leaving that room, put all needs in it
- If your fridge is warming up, put all perishable items in a trash bag and place outside, form snow around
- If you have plants, move them in the room with you
- If you have a small space heater, move it in that room with you
- Hang thick blankets or large towels in all the windows
- If a sunny day arrives before power, open curtains when sun hits directly, then put back up