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With his 33% approval rating and his base ever so slowly realizing that Trump has no love for the working poor, his go-to for adulation is Trump properties. He’ll always have those.

Read Albert Camus.

Trypophobia! I’ve been unsettled by some tire rims, like sitting at a red light behind a Jeep that has their spare on the back. I’ll block the sight of the tire rim with my hand. The neighborhood gyro spot had their unwrapped straws in a container and the sight of all those straw holes made my skin crawl. I’m growing

This is news to me that fishing is considered manly. I learned how to fish from my grandma, and I recently got back from an annual 5 day family reunion/camping trip where every year, the kids and adults catch fish for days. Everyone cleans fish too, and it’s usually the younger boys who are the most squeamish about

Holding his gold-plated phone while 45 wears a golden brocade robe.

I was already irritated with restaurants/cafés calling themselves “eateries” and now I have to contend with a Wellery?

“Too real” would be poop with bits of corn in it, streaks of red (beets) or much to my surprise, blue-tinged (blue corn tortilla chips).

Oh dang. Tell me more.

Fuck couth people!

One kid is cropped out. More important to center the parents, I guess. Ahhh, memory lane!

We talked and we both want to try again as soon as we can get these fibroids resolved or treated. So we’re discussing things as we go now, instead of being afraid to talk to each other. I still do feel like it’s harder on him than it is on me, which I didn’t expect.

I occasionally refer to chicken as tuna of the barnyard and my husband and son have no idea what I mean as I laugh at how funny I am.

Fingers crossed that a Hawaii vacay is on deck for you and your entourage!

That’s awful! I hope there are witnesses who come forward and that you have a strong recovery.

Fingers crossed that Hawaii is on deck for you and your entourage.

Yeah. Now that it’s happened to me, I’ve found out my boss, a few of my aunts, and my sister-in-law have been through it.

We got pregnant a few months after we started trying, so I don’t have worries there. He hasn’t criticized my foods, but he did ask me if I was back to drinking. I think there’s a distinction there.

My obgyn sucked. It was fine when I was there for my annual Pap smear, and once it switched to prenatal, I hated it. I saw a rotation of nurse practitioners, which meant I had to explain anew why I was back, wanting to get answers or guidance on my bleeding. As a prenatal patient, I never saw an actual obgyn again at

I had a miscarriage and I feel like I am doing well with it, because I know how common they are. I work with children ages birth-5, and this has happened many times with the moms I work for. My husband is having a much harder time with it. It has been a month and he cries at night. I don’t know what to say to comfort

Weight lifting/strength training gave me confidence in myself, like nothing else ever has.