Ooh, ooh! I’m in that law! I’m in the (to paraphrase) “competent and devoted to the goal but unempowered” group!

I remember asking my dad to cocoon me in blankets as a kid. It was wicked comfy.

Nowadays I’m in a hammock. It’s way more comfy on my hips than a mattress and it gives me that happy cuddled feeling.

Exactly. Cards can’t be slower than an Internet connection.

LPT: if you ever get wasps in your house you can use the extension hose on your vacuum cleaner to suck them up. The hose extension means you don’t have to get close to them.

(I’m fine with them outside as long as they don’t nest on my balcony, but inside is a problem.)

Seconding that there is nothing in the dots. It’s just yellow and green dots.

I’ve stolen it. I’m sure I’ll find a use for it somewhere

I was taught it was about states rights, too. In Kentucky, they were less forceful about calling it the "war of northern aggression.

Did you get taught that some slaves liked being slaves because it meant all their needs were met and they didn’t have to worry about anything?

Huh. I don’t think national pride that was a factor in my disappointment. I was more sad because 9 is a better number than 8, and Pluto is just a cute little guy.

Mine are pipecleanered neatly (couldn’t find the Velcro) and grouped into gallon Ziploc bags.

Mine sure isn’t. We were having funding problems before the pandemic.

Psalm for the Wild-built. It was so sweet and gentle.

I have the red star (no laurels). It came attached to a really warm hat at a thrift store.

They’re pretty sweet, but also salty. Very tasty, like frozen sugar free Gatorade. (because real sugar+sick kid=bathroom sadness)

Pedialyte (electrolyte drink aimed at sick kids) comes in freezer tubes and they’re awesome when you’re over-hot and dehydrated.

maybe instead of a pill that can kill an immortal you get a pill that can de-immortal an immortal. That way you still get the element of surprise. Everyone likes surprises, right?

agree. I do buy from online clothing flippers because I’d rather spend $10 online for a polo I know will fit than an hour hunting through the racks only to find nothing that matches my needs.

My local thrift store doesn’t even have dressing rooms anymore.