slowmotioncity
slowmotioncity
slowmotioncity

I love my reusable bags! I never use plastic ones. (I even have cloth bags for bulk bin grains/nuts/flour etc or mesh ones for produce.) I have a fair amount and I always take at least 2 when I go in a store just in case I buy more than I mean to. And I usually do. But I am a big fan of the compact ones with the long

I shout NOOOOOOOO every time that stupid Christmas shoes song comes on. But I also go UGHHHHHH at this local one that is literally an ad for the radio station IT IS ALREADY PLAYING ON. They sing the name of the radio station. It’s ridiculous. But I work in a store where we play this stupid radio station that only

I definitely make a point to slather all over my face (eyelids included) and in the crevices of my ears (and behind them!), and down my neck. I do try to be careful around my mouth but I always taste the sunscreen. I don’t know if it’s sliding slowly into my mouth or what but it’s still worth it. I’m very pale

I use mine next to the door and put my keys on them—house keys, car keys, work keys. Plus a small pocket knife or two that I may have at work for cutting things my box cutter can’t power through plus my garage door opener, which has a small metal clip on the back. It’s convenient because the garage is right beside my

I think, for me, I always loved to read and in turn that helped me write better. I learned the alphabet very early on and the ‘hooked on phonics’ books segued well into the start of reading and it never felt hard. I never struggled, and I continued to gain a higher and higher reading level, something like 10th grade

Eh, I never got on the ‘lol’ train and I’m kinda young. Today I turned 27! I’ve always used haha because when you’re amused by something you might say ha or haha or hahahahahahahaha (etc). And, well, that’s it. It’s fine but I can’t change my 10+ years of saying haha now. I don’t mind when people use the lol

I actually have a foldable soft carrier that is triangular shaped and zips all the way open. So I just hold them and plop them in and zip up. Always put a treat and a toy in there, too. I like that I can unzip just enough to put my hand in to pet them when waiting in the vet’s office or in a car ride to or from the

Good grief, math. My nemesis. I tried. I really did try. At one point my 11th grade teacher was tutoring me for an hour almost every day in a week. And every day without fail after maybe solving one equation, I’d get to question number 2 and just lose it all. Math from Algebra on up has always confounded me and always

My unmarried, childless aunt has named me executor of her will and I’m the primary beneficiary, as well. She has some student loans and a car payment not quite paid off yet. She’s healthy and doesn’t plan on going any time soon but I’m not cosigned on anything of hers but the life insurance she has would pay for any

I cannot attest to any barbeque here in Memphis, as I am vegetarian. But I can say for certain if you want a damn fine donut? Go straight to Gibson’s and nowhere else. One of the few places in this city that’s open 24 hours. Though late at night the selection is slim, at about 4am onwards through the day it’s much

When my dad died last year and we went though his wallet afterwards, lo and behold mine was the only picture in there. A little 6 year old me, anyway. And I have two sisters. And then at his house we came across all these old arts and report cards and whatnot from when I was a kid. And more pictures. Just mine, not my

A week? Kids have been out for 6 weeks where I live. They go back in a month, too.

It was always an easy choice for me to be an organ donor on my ID but I think one big standout for body donation to consider is: what if all your organs aren’t viable at the time of your death? In the very least donating your body, while not viable for others to save lives now...what if tomorrow, for instance, my

I definitely listen to music when reading even if it’s a droning hum (like this remix of a Zoe Keating song) or rain sounds. It helps drown out the ticking clock, the house creaks, and any other distractions. I feel like I retain more when I control the sounds I hear when reading. I’ll have to play around with this

Step one: have a weekend. My job is different hours and days every week and very rarely two off in a row. Many weeks I just have one day off. And I catch up on errands. So that’s still work.

Mother’s Day just makes me sad. My mother died 10 years ago when I was 16. Father’s Day is the same now, as my dad died just last year. I still have his parents, so Grandparents Day is all I’ve got.

Good. I’m constantly self-explaining. I like that term. Funny story, though. We were at a friend’s house once and she was doing just this. Her husband came up to her and was about to ask her a question. She said “Don’t interrupt me, I’m talking to myself!” And we all just burst out laughing. It’s an inside joke now

I use this thing. It has a knife-like edge to cut the thing in half. You twist open the avocado, the small end with teeth is to pluck the pit out without stabbing yourself if it slips. Then the rounded part scoops out the rest whether you decide to slice it in the peel or not. I never really do, I plop the whole half

Blogilates (Youtube channel name, website, instagram etc), which is just pilates with a few twists and added personal touches from the trainer Cassey Ho. She’s such a bubbly, fun gal who really makes it more friendly than any other kind of instructional video. I’m working out with a friend, not a random video online.

As someone who enjoys singing but struggles to keep themselves in the right range, I look forward to playing around with it. I just think I’m an alto or maybe even contralto (which is strange because when talking I can go pretty high octave-wise) I always have to start lower or I sound like a dying pterodactyl the