clunkiest water graphics I’ve ever seen

I’ve never been so happy that a video has sound.

CRONCHY

i love peanut butter and honey but the one downside is that it’s a little dryer and a lot more sticky than pb and j, so you need the right bread for it.

We rarely if ever had jelly? So we did peanut butter and honey sometimes. And I can't remember if this was at home or my grandparents, but Peanut Butter and Butter, which was weird but not actually bad that I remember? But we never got name brand Peanut Butter, we'd get the big tubs of some off brand. I don't mind generic for a lot of things but as an adult, Peanut Butter has to be a name brand (unless you are using it for cooking) or like, I feel like it's extra oily and separates faster. We also usually had wheat bread which was SO dry without jelly. We had a lot of PB sandwiches, I don't know why we never got jelly.

i was with my mother’s family and they were talking to me about my religious studies major. my great aunt asked me what the definition of hell was, and i responded “well i suppose it depends on who you ask.” and nearly all the protestants in the group decided that hell was “the absence of god” which i suppose is a fair answer, albeit not a universal one. my cousin’s wife was playing with her 3-year-old daughter and she says “well mommy says that hell is a mcdonald’s playplace” asdfghjhgfd

this 3-year-old girl is so fucking hilarious. her mothers have signed her up for a toddler yoga class, and so she has adopted a very unique language. this child also has an imaginary friend named “mom” which is, in her mind, the boss of her two mothers. for example, my cousin’s wife explained to me how her daughter got mad at them one time. the little girl situated herself in the corner of her crib, pretended to type on a cell phone and said  “im writing an email to mom right now and telling her how bad you two are. namaste.”

the family’s Big Theory about “Mom” is that both my cousin and her wife are referred to as “Mommy” and “Mama.” The nickname “Mom” is not used in the house because it would just be confusing. However, when interacting with the world, people tell their daughter that they will “tell her mom” if she is doing something wrong. so this child automatically assumes there is this greater “Mom” figure that is responsible for distributing universal justice. 

To be fair to the toddler, that’s pretty much how religions get started.

Our Mom, who art gonna hear about this,

I love you space I love you stars I love you galaxies I love you NASA I love you scientists I love you James Webb Space Telescope

The reason the work you’ve done on how you feel doesn’t seem like it’s working is because you need to do it until it works. It’s never been “this strategy will pull you up” it’s always been “here’s something you can do that will END with you getting out of that hole” the climbing still hurts and the being underground still hurts but that doesn’t mean it’s not working