I wish I could rock a tiny upper arm tattoo like Jane rocks a tiny upper arm tattoo.
Two years ago my mom screamed that I "ruined Christmas" because my boyfriend and I left to visit his family...the DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS. He missed Christmas day with his family to spend it with us, but no, I still managed to ruin a day that had already happened! I am the Doctor Who of holiday-ruining!
So, subjects that are generally important enough to warrant deflowering your phone's camera:
Grandparents, Babies, Grandparents with Babies
Cats and dogs
Other animal events including death
Good food, bad food, purple food
Energetic dancing with percussion instruments
I so desperately want to be in that sleeping bag in the back of that truck, it's like, HURTING me. I just read Wild by Cheryl Strayed and I'm afflicted with really inconveniently timed Camping Heartsickness and it's...IT'S REALLY HARD.
I am imagining something high-waisted, wide-legged, patterned, and extremely fashionable but slightly insane that Jane would recommend in her Friday bargain bin posts. And we would all be like "oh okay Jane. I WISH."
Buuuut I feel like the point is, understand how different foods make you feel? And that should HELP the cause of not being bitchy when you eat poorly, not hurt it. It's like, I'm not using my PMS as an excuse to be a bitch, I just recognize that I might accidentally be a bitch if I am PMSing so it's better for me to check in with myself and be like HEY SELF REMEMBER WHY YOU FEEL LIKE THIS AND REIN IT IN.
For some reason I'm so excited that food can apparently make you feel myriad emotions, not just full or good or bad. "Fruit makes me feel nervous." That is great.
@The Lady of Shalott
Ooh ooh! I have a mole on my cheek/jawline that I had never given a second thought until my mom offered to take me to the dermatologist to get it removed in high school. I was like, "AHH what?? Do you think it's cancerous??" "No...I just thought you might want it removed...?" "...Oh." And now I would proceed to think about the mole ALL THE TIME.
Re: surprising acceptance in the South: my friend and I started a gay straight alliance at our high school in rural Georgia. We were pretty nervous that we'd be met with protest. At our first meeting, the very large, jockish, Southern-accented football coach sat quietly while we all introduced ourselves. We were really, really worried about what he was doing there and if he was going to try to break it up, but we learned a good lesson about judging people prematurely...he ended up coming out to us. It was The Best. To make things even better, it quickly spread around the school and nobody ever made a fuss. And this was a pretty conservative little town. His guys on the football team loved and respected him the same way they always had.
ARE YOUR HEARTS WARMED OR WHAT??