Runner, knitter, geek

Five: Every time I’m confronted with a problem that makes me feel desperate and helpless, I look at this photo of all of us together.

"Do you enjoy doing math?"

was watching a scene from singin in the rain on youtube and

Note: that is not a lumberjack!!! Most likely it is a domesticated marine biologist, possibly a domesticated fisherman, (you can tell because it has been clothed in wool, which stays warm when wet, so it is is clearly well cared for).

I’m half convinced Trends in jeans are a psy-op to make sure women hate themselves. You’ll have about two years out of twenty where the style that looks great on you is actually in season. I’m six feet tall, pear-shaped and have a pronounced tummy, so naturally as a teen in the late-90’s/early-oughts I just thought I was hideous because my choice of jeans was low rise or ultra low rise. One time we were visiting my grandparents who were depression babies and never threw anything out so I discovered my mom’s high waist flares from the seventies and was just like “holy shit, do I actually look cute…. In jeans?????? Is that allowed” she’d even got them from the Navy surplus store and hemmed them just by turning up the hem, not cutting any of the length so I could even let out the hem and they were long enough

Hey old people of Tumblr (like....probably 60+ here, this is a long-dying art and I'm painfully aware), I need help with a life skill.

I’m 50-ish but I remember how to write a letter.

Also! If you have access to a color printer, print out a few fun pictures from your phone and shove them in the envelope too. Just simple things like beloved pets, a selfie, the dumb squirrels emptying the bird feeder. Whatever you think would make them smile. Keep it personal; no internet memes or random tumblr pics.

“Your zipper’s open.”