6yo thought it would be funny to use play doh patterns on our faces.

Off to the dentist for
Root Canal part 2: 🦷💀

*sings* sugar in my teeth, demons in my dreams

Concrete / Poppy
I Disagree

@chigh This winter has been significantly mild compared to the last two. I rather liked themThe

Holy Mountain / Poppy

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We got a turntable for Christmas. I am no DJ, but I have more 12” singles than I remembered.

Me: *groans*

J: What’s the matter?

Me: *shows her*

J: Why do these upset you?

Me: because they make me feel so old.

J: But you ARE old.

🤨

I guess I’ve lived here long enough to be a Torontonian. 🤣

The subject of Reuben sandwiches came up in conversation. Reading the history of “Russian” dressing, and it is not surprising it’s not known in traditional Russian cuisine. But I just learned the best word ever…

кетчунез

Scarjo’s shitty response to criticism re: trans role 

Inky fingers and hands. I managed to escape Wonder Pens ink-free skin, but not ink-free.

I found this photo today while cleaning up folders in Dropbox. Running across pics of my kid from this age make me very happy.

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🦑 ☕️ Squid Cafe

Below the thunders of the upper deep,
Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous and secret cell
Unnumber'd and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the lumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge sea-worms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
— "The Kraken" by Alfred Lord Tennyson, 1830