Ruthie!

Aww, thanks!

On a purple platter are six skull shaped whoopie pies. They are pumpkin cake with cream cheese filling.

Pretty excited to get my favorite pan out and make these pumpkin-cream cheese skulls! Happy Samhain and Happy Halloween!

My first name is Mary-Ruth, but I usually go by Ruthie. More than once I’ve had a teacher try to discreetly ask me who Mary is, and the way it’s phrased, I’m pretty sure they think we have a polycule situation at home too

You know who the real freeloaders in this country are? Not people who rely on SNAP, but corporations whose business model depends on wages so low that taxpayers have to feed their workers.

Congratulations on the promotion!! Whooo, success!!

Shout out to the girl in the bathroom at Junior’s in Times Square yesterday who said “Ooh! Spooky dress!” and gave me a bouquet of flowers. That made my whole day. Literally everywhere we went after that, people kept saying “Ooh! You have flowers!”

The 10 of swords depicts a person who has literally been stabbed in the back. In context of this reading, it is likely a stern warning to rest and recuperate.

When your back has been hurting for a few days so you pull a tarot card and get this. Like dang, cards, message received.

The reason gullible people believe all protesters are paid is because they can't conceive of anyone giving a shit about anyone other than themselves.

A wooden table spread with bowls of creamy vegetable soup, sliced heirloom tomatoes, and slices of bread topped with melted cheese

Happy Mabon! Sharing a harvest meal of vegetable soup and garden tomatoes with fresh-baked sourdough and cheese, with apple cinnamon bread for dessert! Enjoy the equinox!

Don’t worry, I would rather wait for musical inspiration to strike than see something you aren’t satisfied with!

I have nothing to offer, except to say that I have been excitedly waiting to see this edit all weekend.

They just tear-gassed us. They tried to run us over in a van holding a peaceful protester. They shot us with pepper balls. They dragged another protester into the facility.

Me: Neurotypical people are less precise with language. When he says to plan “meticulously” he just means “carefully.”
Kid: WHAT
Kid: THAT IS NOT WHAT THAT WORD MEANS
Kid: *proceeds to do the whole project in 2 hours and it looks professionally done*
Kid: I WAS STRESSED ABOUT THIS FOR A WEEK 😠

Kid: I cannot do this project and I am very unhappy.
Me: But this is a simpler version of the project you already did and enjoyed!
Kid: No, the instructions say to plan each step “meticulously.”
Me: Ah, I see the problem. Remember the teacher that wrote that is allistic.

I’m just a librarian, standing in front of some Brontë fans, telling them there will always be terrible book to movie adaptations and you don’t have to watch them.

Screenshot of a text message app: Sent at 7:53 am—“Hi! Do you want to be an organ donor?” Received at 9:29 am “what” “lol” “what an ominous thing to say with no context”

Still laughing about this exchange with my daughter, who is taking her learners permit test after school today 😂

Omg, tell me about it!! I have to get my eldest school clothes tomorrow and I’m dreading it

My youngest is on medical homeschool this semester, and my eldest goes to a magnet school in a different district, so it was super weird watching all the neighbors doing first day of school pictures this morning while we have a few more days of summer.

No but I think I would scream

lol, sure! I’m back home but here they are kicked off on the mud room floor. They’re barefoot, step-in shoes! My favorite this summer

A woman’s shoulder and arm are visible. She is wearing a Hawaiian style pastel button up shirt covered in various evolutions of the character Evee from Pokémon. She is holding a small, coral-pink leather purse with a jaunty Scottie dog on it.

Today I wore my pastel rainbow Evee shirt, pink Scottie dog purse, and rainbow sneakers, and I have to say, I am VERY popular here in the waiting room of the autism center.

Husband and I were pretty sure we’d been in that theater before, and we had, we saw Grey House there. So apparently I go to the Lyceum to see unhinged plays I will probably think about every day for the rest of my life.

Just sat in the front row for “Oh, Mary!” on Broadway. Close enough to be spat in by Jinkx Monsoon and Kumail Nanjani. Amazing show.

A red and cream colored bass guitar on a stand. It is worn and several strings are snapped.

Screenshot from an auction catalog. The red and cream guitar is labeled as belonging to the estate of David Lynch.

Today is my husband’s 50th birthday and I wanted to get him something spectacular. He’s a HUGE fan of David Lynch—he made me watch all of Twin Peaks before we got married. So how lucky was I to be able to get this bass guitar in David Lynch’s estate sale?? He’s so happy, I’m so happy for him 😁

Got a new pair of blue overalls; wore it with my comfiest pink tee underneath. Have been doing stuff all day, so pulled my hair back. Just now, at 5 pm, my 16 year old asked why I’m dressed like Miss Rachel.
Y’all.
I am.
I’m accidentally cosplaying Miss Rachel.
Chat, I had no idea.

Close up of a freshly baked blackberry crumble cooling on a stovetop. The berries look juicy and purple and the crust looks sweet and crunchy.

Happy Lughnasadh! Celebrating with this blackberry crumble I made with freshly harvested blackberries from my garden! Happy Harvest, Witches!

Started a new game last night and my teenager was watching. When we broke through the ice bubble and saw Neve the first time, my kid shouted “YOU DIDN’T TELL ME SHE WAS SO HOT!?”

😂😂

Left jars of moon water on my patio to best catch the full moon last night, and when I went out to collect them this morning, my little dog had cocked a leg on them #witchproblems