Why American children are confused

I bet you didn’t know I was so tattooed. 

I bet you didn’t know I was so tattooed. 

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I’m always trying to dress like Rachel. Always.

I’m always trying to dress like Rachel. Always.

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Yesterday I contracted a terrible disease which is called Jalapeñus Digitus, or, Jalapeño Thumb. It’s a pretty rare condition. Only about 1 out of every 100 people attempting to drink rosé while making Huevos Rancheros for dinner contract it. You see, you cut up jalapeños and then you cut your thumb opening the wine. The jalapeño gets all in the cut and makes it spicy.
Unfortunately there is no treatment. I’m just going to lay low for a few weeks. Thanks in advance for your understanding.

Yesterday I contracted a terrible disease which is called Jalapeñus Digitus, or, Jalapeño Thumb. It’s a pretty rare condition. Only about 1 out of every 100 people attempting to drink rosé while making Huevos Rancheros for dinner contract it. You see, you cut up jalapeños and then you cut your thumb opening the wine. The jalapeño gets all in the cut and makes it spicy.

Unfortunately there is no treatment. I’m just going to lay low for a few weeks. Thanks in advance for your understanding.

hellagoeseast said: i found you under the tag nevada city... just a question, what makes you want to live there? why do you think its so great? just curious! thanks! :)

Well. Good question. I’m from the midwest. California is magical to me. Always has been. My boyfriend, Pete, is from Nevada City, and so now I’ve spent several years visiting, I’m absolutely obsessed. I love that it’s rural but with access to quality food stores and restaurants. I love that it’s alpine-y, but not frigid. I just love the whole vibe. 

And I love that they have more than 1 fur trader. Any town worth its salt has at least 2.

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berry picking on a Tuesday night

Me this morning, a waking up comic

4th 5th 6th of July

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June trips make summer feel even longer, hotter, and more awesome. it’s only early July but I feel like I’ve had a solid dose. Our corn is like, well, as Liz put it, “knee high to somebody.” It’s GROWING, though. Life through the eyes of our corn: wheeeeeeeeeeeee. Jean-Pierre the bunny is slowly getting less afraid of us. He loves exploring the house, particularly under the couch. I could watch him eat for hours. 

This is one of my favorite weekends of the year. I am going to:
make ice cream
pick berries
sleep in
sit outside
bake an upside down cake
play with my bunny
watch the fireworks from a roof
be bloated (statistically speaking, this is inevitable)
misspell something and be mad about it
take too long to get in the water & get yelled at
continue to not lube my bicycle chain even though it’s getting dire
See you on the flippy flippy

This is one of my favorite weekends of the year. I am going to:

  • make ice cream
  • pick berries
  • sleep in
  • sit outside
  • bake an upside down cake
  • play with my bunny
  • watch the fireworks from a roof
  • be bloated (statistically speaking, this is inevitable)
  • misspell something and be mad about it
  • take too long to get in the water & get yelled at
  • continue to not lube my bicycle chain even though it’s getting dire

See you on the flippy flippy

Quick sketch of my desk at the moment

Quick sketch of my desk at the moment