You might have noticed that Mary's boobs are out in most of these depictions, despite the story clearly specifying the purpose of the hair was to hide her boobs. We don't have an explanation for that. Artists just liked painting titties is the likely reason.

A short list of things I swear I am not doing "to you" on purpose: - not replying to texts or emails - forgetting information you already shared with me - not reading/listening carefully - responding impulsively - interrupting - losing documents/emails/etc. - showing up late

That post-therapy slump really hits when it's the middle of the workday 🫠

Wherever I move next, can it be a chiller area, maybe? In the past year of homeownership I've: - taken in 2 stray cats (who came w/ the house) - run into the street to save a drunk lady from traffic - trapped & fostered a mama cat + 3 kittens - rescued a stray dog ...I'm tired.

I have resisted TikTok because my brain is already melting from the amount of screen time I endure, but now I'm reconsidering...

Ralph Paul Yarl was picking up his two siblings. He went to the wrong house in Kansas City, Missouri. The White man who opened the door did not see a lost 16-year-old boy. He saw a threat. Shot Ralph, twice. Once in the head to kill him. Somehow Ralph survived. 1/

*screaming, shrieking, crying into the void*

Our house has a gnat problem. I have a fly/gnat phobia. They overstimulate my neurospicy brain (unpredictable! buzzy! tickly! no respect for personal space!) Fiancé just brought me apple slices in a lidded container so I can eat at my own pace w/o gnat contamination. 🥹 I CRIED.

(: Honey B When I gasped

Turns out swinging a dog leash with keys at the end in a menacing fashion + wearing headphones is not enough to stop a random male from approaching and trying to speak with me. I felt so much safer walking around NYC as a single woman than I do walking around Kansas City alone.

My wedding is one year from today and that is WEIRD to think about.