The prices have become insane, but I will never cheap out on toilet paper. This is a Charmin household gdi.

Also JIF peanut butter, and Hellmann’s mayo.

I love a lot of Faun’s work. If you haven’t heard it, Rosenrot is good too :)

“But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”

When my son was just a couple months old I was still suffering pretty heavily from sleep deprivation. I don’t think that really passed until he was a year or so old. Here’s some fun ones:

• accidentally put his diaper on backwards a handful of times… Which always led to pee everywhere, or worse.
• dumped a couple scoops of baby formula into my coffee instead of sugar, a few times
• caught a diaper blowout of baby poo with my bare hands because I couldn’t react fast enough to grab a baby wipe instead (in my defense, I had just laundered the bed but he was sitting on it with me and my immediate thought was just “OH god not again”)

One of my best friends from childhood ended up on heroin shortly after I moved away with my bf (now husband). We still talked occasionally through FB or Insta, but a few years ago we lost touch, and shortly after that my mom sent me a newspaper article about his arrest. They found CP on his phone and computer… I refuse to write to him. Despite growing up together. That’s a connection I’m glad to cut, no matter the circumstance.

My father and paternal grandmother chose to be homophobic when I (and my cousin) both came out of the closet. “We’ll pray for your soul, but you’re going to hell.” My childhood was bad enough, but to be told that after coming out was the final straw. I haven’t spoken to either of them in years. I don’t even know if she’s alive anymore.