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Just dropped this puppy off and arranged the lower flowers and pinned up the bride’s bustle because I’m the Cool Multifunctional Cake Lady.

My mom is filing for separation from her dickbag husband next week and I’m so worried that he’s going to Margaret Atwood her and my brother out of this world. Or harm her cats in retaliation (my mom would be destroyed if something happened to her kitties). The house is full of his guns. They’ve been married for 20+

I rescued the turkey carcass from the family dinner and it’s going into a crock pot tomorrow to make turkey stock. Then I’ll use that plus the leftover meat (already in the deep freeze) to make turkey pot pie or turkey and dumplings. Nothing is wasted!

It’s worth a try.

It has been seriously considered but this is California, and I’d rather not get shot.

I live in a condo complex that doesn’t have great visitor parking. When I get home to someone parked in my space with their hazards on I just want to take a baseball bat to their car for them adding that extra layer of dickishness.

But he had the hazards on so that made it ok to park there.

/s

Or they whip through traffic and the cutting off of other drivers causes a ripple of brake lights down the freeway. (San Diego resident here)

Ha! My dog has weird allergies and needs help with her anal glands sometimes. My friend who is a former vet tech taught me the “proper” way and were it to happen anywhere outside of the bathtub I would freak out too.

The grief after suicide sucks a special kind of ass, and you have the biggest hugs here from someone who understands.

Initially, I found that joining a suicide survivors’ group on FB to be really helpful. I didn’t participate much, but just being around people who were coping with the same thing helped me to process.

I wasn’t going to buy a new car until 2019 but I’m becoming more and more convinced that there isn’t going to be a world past 2025 or so, so damnit, I’m buying a fun car now while I can enjoy it.

My brother’s been gone for two and a half years and this thought has definitely crossed my mind. I can’t handle having any notifications uncleared.

The word’s been jinxed!

I’m not a “social vigilante” but the news of people being harassed and assaulted really bothered me. I would never treat anyone like that, even if I did dislike their lifestyle. So I plopped a safety pin on my bag (visibly) and spent my morning making these diecut vinyl versions of a graphic I whipped together last

Oops, goofed.

Gonna put a trigger warning here - this is about suicide and violence.

I have evil insides - I suspect low grade IBS - and my hippie friend has me on a regimen of probiotics and milk thistle supplements starting this week. Nothing has changed yet, but we’ll see if my angry poops come back at awkward times.

A star for making me startle the dog with laughter. Hope you feel better soon.

Thanksgiving is one of the holidays where it’s basically tradition to spend it with your family i.e. you really don’t get invited to spend it with others if they know you have family in town. If you tell someone you’re spending it alone you’re usually met with a freakout. Same with Christmas. I spend both with my

I’ve somehow gotten lucky and most of my family is moderate-right and can at least entertain opposing ideas/not hate on you for voting different. The rest are democrats. But still, they’re annoying as hell (for other reasons) so Friendsgiving has been a lifesaver.

The only idiot in my family unable to have a logical