Things that happen at home:
Asked my mom what she wanted for American Mother’s Day, and she said she wanted an empanada press. It kinda shorted me out for a second because she’s a white Irish (descendant) Catholic city girl, and she only ever makes Hispanic food with one person, who already has all the tools.
Me: Is Tia Lorenza teaching you how to make empanadas next time you see her?
Mom: Well, no, but I found a recipe online for her favorite kind. She says it’s pineapple. I’m gonna try it out before I give her some that I make, because she’s really picky, and even though she’s really nice about it, you can tell when she doesn’t like something. But I also want it because they’re perfect for making Cornish pasties and little French meat pies.
Me: Oh, that actually makes a lot of sense.
For those of you who want the tried and true recipe for wonderful Cornish pasties…google the recipe, it’s literally yummy meat wrapped in dough, you cannot fuck this up, season meat the way you like it and then press it into dough. The original idea was to reheat or re eat leftovers, so always look at your leftovers as “how can I pack this as a lunch for tomorrow”
Just to clarify, my mom met Tia Lorenza at church. Since I was 14 years old, my mom has been totally A Okay with Tia Lorenza nailing me in the back of the head with a shoe for doing Shit I Should Not Have Been Doing. She’s my Auntie in every way that matters. When I got my first apartment she showed up with three big boxes of cleaning supplies and made me go over every square inch of that apartment so that I knew how to keep it “properly” take care of my home, and then
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Thinking hard so I have to share it with someone
Thinking about a man who's been suffering so endlessly only to return with more bloodshed he so desperately wanted to get rid of. How long will it take to clean those halls? How long until there are no longer blood stains stuck to every nook and cranny, or how long did the blood stick to him? Did it dry? Or did he desperately wash it off just afterwards because how could he ever embrace his wife looking like that?
Or was that who he was now? Did he ever accept the blood? Did he accept the fact it'll never leave him? Did he ever think the blood will follow him home?
oh my god. ohh my god. it's,, it's too early in the morning for me to think. now i'm thinking so hard. I am thinking so soo hard
thank you for deciding my thoughts for the day i am going to wither slowly and painfully now.
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So apparently clothes need fresh AIR to AIR dry. I found that out because I WonderWashed all my boxers and hung them over the shower curtain without opening any windows and left them there for two days while I took care of a baby bird Elsewhere, and now they smell like gym shoes suffering from a yeast infection
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