The lady that was caring for Spotty after she got out came over last night. Things that happened: 🧵 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)

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-

Something you might not think about:

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.

My fellow Americans:

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.

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. 🧵 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.

ATTN: ANYONE WITH NO HEATING OR POWER CURRENTLY

I know it's cold, I have some tips for you, thanks to having been through this before, many times. 🧵

Please RT the thread if you know anyone without power currently! 🖤 - 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