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Heights. There was some movie or show where people were hanging from a skyscraper window after an earthquake, and I regularly have vivid nightmares about it. It’s not to the point of a phobia but a really strong fear. I went up the Seattle space needle with my husband, and he was clowning against the glass while I was only able to stay in the middle. Had nightmares about him falling or me falling off it ever since.

TIL!

It was delicious!

Thank you! This pastry class gave him some much-needed confidence.

Brazo de Mercedes is lemon custard wrapped in soft meringue. Not easy to make, and it didn’t come out perfectly, but it was delicious! Incredibly proud of him - he is taking a pastry class at school, and this is the result of his hard work.

Pro-forced birth.

She is probably bisexual. Just saying.

Yeah, they love sending them to Denver in the middle of the night during cold winters. They’ve been asked to drop them off during the day, but that wouldn’t be cruel, you know. We welcome our guests, and I will continue to knit and donate scarves for them. Fuck Texas.

I’m going to tell a story on behalf of my husband.

He was 13 and in Boy Scouts. Their troop was told that some older scouts went missing and the troop had to look for them. They formed patrols and were searching for over 3 hours when the leaders said that the older scouts were located; one of them was disemboweled and needed a medical helicopter to come from Denver. That was the “oh, crap!” moment…

Turns out the whole thing was staged. No one ever went missing. They just wanted the troop to learn how to do search and rescue. There were younger scouts there who were crying and terrified, definitely scarred by the experience.

And that’s how things were done back in the 80s.

All I got to offer is a pussy, so unless you are bi…

Thank you for your sacrifice 🫡

I met my husband of 8.5 years on Craigslist Casual Encounters. Those were the times.