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Orville Peck - C’mon Baby Cry
Every time this plays at my house everyone is belting it out. Nobody can hit the high notes.
Orville Peck - C’mon Baby Cry
Every time this plays at my house everyone is belting it out. Nobody can hit the high notes.
I grew up without AC in Florida.
Sit in the shade with a fan, be still. If in the shade and a breeze, and not moving around, a pretty high temperature is comfortable.
Go to places with cold AC or to cold springs to get cold, it will last awhile after you leave.
If it gets cool at night, open your window at night to let in the cold air, close it in the morning to keep that air in for the morning. But once it heats up inside, you are better off with ventilation - open windows on both sides of the house and run fans, to move air throughout the house.
If it’s dry where you are (it doesn’t work here) get wet and let evaporation cool you. Even here you can get wet and stand naked in front of a fan you will get cold.
STAY HYDRATED.
I don’t think this has been mentioned, but it is also used to hide age discrimination. HR can’t say you are too old, so they say overqualified.
Orange soda.
With my third baby, she did not want to come out (in stark contrast to her sisters, who all seemed to want to give me about one hour of advance notice before getting born) and the midwife said, before trying induction, try castor oil, sometimes it will kick the labor on. Not a spoonful, no. A whole bunch. And don’t puke it out. I chased it with orange soda because I liked it but figured I could certainly manage without it.
Oh God. I couldn’t even look at orange soda without nausea for several years. And it didn’t even work, I still had to get induced!
Well, a cocktail of course!
I do like sweets sometimes. Ricotta cake with raspberries is the house favorite; tiramisu is amazing, cheesecake is great, ice cream, or a fruit salad. Those are all so good.
What a good question! No, most of the time I feel I am stuck here with everyone else, in this timeline. Sometimes what I perceive diverges from those around me, other times it converges. But I think of those as different filters overlaying the same reality; although I don’t believe this is the only reality in existence, it does feel like a ride we cannot get off.
I have heard it said (this might help you) that love is a verb; it is an action, can be something you do more than something you feel. You can show love, without worrying about what you are ‘supposed’ to feel. Also if it helps - I am, as far as I know, pretty normal, and the feeling is not a bash you over the head certainty. It is more like a decision, in a way.
I think of romantic love as what follows infatuation, if you get there. The continued slow burn of lust, affection and respect for each other.
Friendly love is care, when you would let yourself be hurt to save a specific other person from being hurt, and are willing to be inconvenienced to do things for them, and trust enough to inconvenience them if you need something.
Agape - love, love for the world, is both easier and harder to feel. It’s easier to not be annoyed by things and people you don’t personally know, but hard to care so much about them. That universal love feeling , the joy of existence and care for the natural world is also love.
So yeah English in this regard just doesn’t have (or doesn’t use) different words for different types of love but they are different.
Well, mine are dead but my mom kicked me out at 17.
My first set of kids, I gave a little money towards college (they got scholarships and aid that paid most of it, we were quite poor) so they didn’t get student loans, and the younger ones I am letting live at home and feeding them and all as they are doing school locally but no cash, they have jobs.
As adults? No, not financially, but since they helped me with the younger ones I do have some indebtedness towards them. So sure, when they need something I try to help.
They all say they’d be happy to have a big ol family home with everyone in it, but if we ever do that I wouldn’t think of it as helping them at this point. Would be everyone helping each other.
I am so confused. Did he think he had to marry a man because it’s pride month? I can’t ever wrap my mind around people who think letting others love who they want to somehow reduces their own freedom to love who they want to.
Congratulations, I guess. May your children be many, and gay.
Our Kimchi is working so hard on this and I don’t usually think of her as clever. She knows the knob opens the door so she bats at it, hangs on it.
Neither cat has been messing with the toilet paper lately though.
Emmylou Harris wrote two that are so beautiful and so sad, if you need to cry, Boulder to Birmingham:
"I don’t want to hear a sad song full of heartbreak and desire
The last time I felt like this, I was in the wilderness, and the canyon was on fire
And I stood on the mountain in the night and I watched it burn, I watched it burn"
And also in the same song she sings - “well you really got me this time, and the hardest part is knowing I’ll survive” wow.
If that somehow doesn’t work, Red Dirt Girl might.
"She loved her brother, I remember back when
He was fixing up a 49 Indian
Told her, little sister gonna ride the wind, up around the moon and back again
Well he never got farther than Vietnam, I was standing there with her when the telegram come for Lillian
Now he’s lying somewhere about a million miles from Meridian "
Beebop-a-rebop-a-rhubarbar!
You told it well here, I enjoyed this story.
You might really enjoy the short story ‘26 Monkeys, Also the Abyss’ by Kij Johnson.
Florida too. Even with the influx of racist northerners, it’s mixed politically here, mixed in every way imaginable actually but you’d never know it looking at the legislature.
Charlotte? Raleigh? DC?
I’m in Tampa and it’s a real mix here, but oof housing cost is out of control.
If you don’t like to be in a city, you will probably be in a backwards place, that’s just how the US works. But lots of mid sized cities are moderate politically.
My mom wasn’t much of a cook but I loved when she made seafood boils, put newspaper all over the table and we ate it all with hands.
My dad made Chicken Kiev it was so good.
Maternal grandma made fried chicken, and gave us bags of pecans, she would sit on the porch with her boyfriend for hours while they shelled pecans and talked.
Paternal grandma I remember oyster dressing at Christmas, yum. And I remember her lighting cigarettes on the gas stove.
I don’t think that’s a complete explanation of inflation. Prices sort of get bidden up. So say everyone wants a car now, but there aren’t yet enough of them to go around. Someone will pay more because they value it more, and the seller will always sell to the higher paying customer.
I do think an abundance economy is possible, with everyone working just enough and a more reasonable allocation of the money. In that scenario we need more automation, because a lot of essential (tough, time consuming, underpaid) jobs are done now by people. The ownership of these robots would have to be spread out to everyone. I do think then everyone could be rich, in the sense of having a nice house, household help, food and clothes and fresh water, transportation. As long as society shares in these benefits it will work, yes.
What do you mean about Monaco? Are there no underpaid housekeepers and nannies and other workers there?
I just wanna say I am sorry that it is near impossible for single dads to adopt kids. I understand the reasoning but want to cry because there are kids who need parents but you can’t be the parent to one.
I guess we could use a little ice age right around now, and it would also be nice to have a Renaissance around the corner.
Someone said inns and taverns, and yes it’s a missing piece of housing here - long term hotels with food, bars/restaurants with rooms to rent above.
Not much though, it is not a time I’d visit.