‘70s era Gene Wilder—all kinds of <3 <3 <3

Has glorious locks and not-terrible beard. Yes. Makes the list.

All kinds of NOPE from me.

That was fun!

...Wood paneling? Why on earth? Deliberate retro?

I also now have a White Vinegar Obsession.

It should be a song.

When my boyfriend died, the wake/viewing was full of people and at the funeral the church was stuffed to the gills like Easter. It felt like such an honor to his memory. There were so many people...I try to always make funerals as long as I’m physically capable. Both for the living, who are comforted by your presence,…

Don’t ask them to call you. When my late boyfriend had just died, I was incapable of picking up the phone, but I was grateful to receive a phone call.

Welp. There is that.
It IS spelled correctly.
Perhaps a cover-up tattoo...?
Your friend is doomed to long pants forever, even on the hottest summer days.

I can’t do 3D anymore (migraines and vertigo) and the heights—yeesh. I’ll watch it somehow....

Just the ads on TV make me feel a little queasy, frankly!

Still reeling, actually.

FWIW, I think it is totes adorbs.

Now I’m hungry!

It’s not bad, actually. It’s technically quite good. It’s well rendered.
You may regret the design itself, but the design qua design isn’t bad.

Like “BHCHES?

This is the shame of “I will never show my legs in public again.”

I kinda like it, to be honest.
I think it’s cute.

Kids are little uncivilized savages, really. They need to be taught or they will go all Lord of the Flies on each other.
(Don’t get me wrong....at their best, they are innocence, sweetness, and light. Get them together and the worst of them comes out.)

I kind of love everything about this except its ass location, on account of the fact that I used to sing that song on a regular basis...