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it’s standing over your kitchen sink and crying while doing the dishes because you just want to go back to bed but the dishes need done. and you don’t know why you’re crying but you're trusting you need it. and you aren’t listening to the music that pulls you into a spiral; you’re listening to some cheerful shit your friend sent you. it’s getting up and staring at your fridge and closing your eyes and then cooking yourself food even though you hate it and it’s miserable. because you know that you’d cook for your friend, and you are trying to befriend yourself. it’s dragging yourself into the shower because you know you’ll feel better afterwards. it’s doing mundane tasks with patience, cursing under your breath, trying desperately to give yourself grace. grace is the beginning of care. care is the beginning of love.

Batman: Wayne Family Adventures #97 - "Wonderful" (2023)

Barbie (2023) + the internet

bonus:

Those messenger screen names that haven’t logged on in ages, some before detailed profiles were a thing on those services.

Those emails that are long since abandoned, some with domains that no longer exist.

Those online friends you knew years ago and who then helped shaped you in some way, who you just can’t FIND anymore.

Those people who once were, and hopefully still exist IRL, that seem to have no known internet life anymore.

And those who have actually passed on, and their online lives are now a memorial to them.

Not the greatest melt, but I'm a little out of practice.

11 years ago, Sara and I started this blog because we were going a liiittle stir crazy from the start of a Midwestern and Northeastern winter. We also shared a love of grilled cheese. Deciding that we'd come up with as many variations as we could, we thought we'd make a Tumblr about it, because what else did millennials do in 2012?

Here we are, on July 30th, 2023, and Sara's gone from this Earth. I hope she's at peace out there, wherever she is, whatever comes after life, if anything. I have to hope. For her, for my parents, for anyone else who has experienced an inconsolable loss. The only way out of this is through.

In honor of Sara, I'm going to recreate a few of her recipes and try to get back into coming up with my own. I'll make some grilled cheeses, or what some might more accurately describe as melts — ultimately it doesn't matter what they're called, because we started this blog to celebrate all things grilled cheese.

So, Sara, here's a homage to your ham + gruyere + gouda and pickle on sourdough. Ham, swiss, mustard, and pickle on Trader Joe's Tuscan Pane.

Deadpool & Ken's Summer Roadtrip

Deadpool & Ken's Motorcycle Fun Time

Deadpool & Ken's Surf Rock DJ Hour

Cut your food into small pieces, make the font size 30 on your e book, use straws to drink, get a pen that’s comfortable to hold, take more naps, walk slowly, eat another cookie, buy velcro shoes, re-watch the part you couldn’t understand the first time, write things on your hands so you don’t forget it… whatever you want and/or need