Kristin 🏳️‍🌈 ♿

Yeah tonight had me near panic. It's exhausting how tight money is

I hate how absolutely difficult it is to financially exist in the world today. And I'm saying this with a decent paycheck. I'm still financially struggling and trying not to cry over it

You're rare. That's a very uncommon response from doctors.

That image is the real Nazi in the scene seeing his version of "3" and immediately realizing this man is not actually one of them.

It's a scene from the movie Inglorious Basterds. A guy is undercover at a Nazi bar talking to the patrons. He is offered more drinks and counts out how many more are needed. 3 more are needed. So he flashes the US version of 3 fingers instead of the German version, which blows his cover.

Donor's Choose was how I initially filled my classroom library. I will be forever grateful.

I love poppy seed hamentashen. Though I'll be honest, there's a good chance that's related to my nagymama's makos de biegli recipe being super full of that tasty poppy seed pie filling and now it's just a comfort thing to me.

Just because people disagreed with Shammai doesn't mean he wasn't incredibly important to our history. I stand firm that he and Hillel were best-frienemies. Like Imma tell you that you're super wrong and argue with you all day. But heaven help whoever hurts you without my permission.

Hamantaschen on a wooden cutting board. Many have fallen apart in the baking process. Fillings are raspberry, poppy seed, or nutella.

Some of them might have exploded a bit. And I have not yet perfected my hamantaschen recipe. But they are very very tasty.

Most stores near me do not have Zaatar and that honestly makes me sad cause I love it.

For sure. Even just acknowledgement makes a big difference. And it was tasty. Matzo Ball Soup became a very fast comfort food

Matzo Ball Soup in a black bowl. The soup has multiple massive matzo balls, lots of shredded chicken, carrots, onion, and celery.

This is an entire mood - high standards that include taking care of us when we're sick.

Also if I were close enough, I'd absolutely bring you Matzo Ball Soup when you needed it. Mine is pretty solid.

Today is hamantaschen day. I'm doing a shortbread base and three kinds of stuffing: poppy seed, raspberry, and Nutella.

#Purim #Jewish #LoveToBake

Ended up wide awake for 3 hours in the middle of the night with pulsating pain. It wasn't the pain that woke me up but it was absolutely the pain that kept me from falling back asleep. Pretty sure the only reason I fell back asleep was because of the🍃I had in response to my pain.

Pain somnia sucks so much.

I'm debating dropping the term cis from my personal labels. I'll still use Gender Non-confirming. I'll still use girl. I'll still be fluid in how I want to be seen. And I still won't see myself as trans.

But I also very much see the fluidity my friends see in my gender and it keeps me thinking.

Gender Non-confirming for a few years now and really do relate to it and connect with it as an identity. I just also always saw myself as cis. I'm always a girl. I was assigned girl at birth. But I also regularly don't want others to see me as a girl, even when I still see me as one. (+)

I keep thinking about the day that my partner commented "you may identify with your birth gender, but you are not cis" and how MULTIPLE very close friends have since said they fully agree with the statement.

And I can absolutely see how they think that. Hell, I've used the label (+)

I know. I see the effects of it on my grandma every day and how no doctors know how to help her because of it.

I promise we're on the same team in wanting the disease eradicated and that the many bad-faith people who talk about it are hurtful to both of us (and the survivors / scientists fighting)

So the perspective I have makes it feel like it wasn't. I'm sorry that I didn't know otherwise. I wasn't trying to insult anything or anyone.

I have multiple survivors of polio in my life and I can get flustered over it. That's it.

I'm not trying to be an asshole. I'm not a scientist by any means. I'm coming from the fact that Thaddeus Farrow was good friends with my brother so someone I actually knew who is a polio survivor from recently who spent his adult years fighting to get vaccines to people.

I would argue it wasn't tried with polio. There are still countries where large numbers of people can't access the vaccine.

So if I'm quiet for awhile, that's why. It's my current hyper-fixation.

@mcrofficial.bsky.social has been telling a story about fascism in their current tour shows #LongLiveTheBlackParade. I have gotten sucked into it. To the point of watching full concerts (fan videos) that have been uploaded to YouTube. There's so much lore and so many questions and I love it.

Reasons I love my roomie include conversations like this one:

Her - Can you help me?
Me - No
I get up and help her as I say this.
Her - Well then, f you
Me - I thought we agreed we weren't gonna
Her - Oh, right, go f yourself
Me - Not in the mood
Her - Well alrighty then

* I made a giant wall sized picture graph of different countries and the medals they're earning at the Olympics. I wanted them to see a graph directly related to world events to help them connect to it and understand it.

Like, if anything, the only team I'm rooting for at all, is the Jamaican bobsled team and that's entirely due to a movie. Any other interest in the Olympics is more about getting my students to pay attention to world news and see graphs* in action. That's literally it.

doesn't mean I have any interest beyond that. I don't want to make aliyah. I don't claim any connection to the state nor do I desire connection to the state. And like yeah, I'm very loosely connected to one of their paralympic competitors but my mom is way more interested in that (I don't care).

I don't know how else to say it, but it feels like my mom is over-accepting of my being Jewish? She's sending me constant info about Israel at the Olympics and asking me which events I want Israel to win.

I don't know how to explain to her that just because I have a spiritual love of the land (+)

Picture of a drawing on white paper with 4 colored pencils resting on the bottom of the paper. The drawing is two human shapes with long hair. On the left is a green one with hands on the waist of the blue one. On the right is a blue one with hands on the face of the green one. They are in the middle of a pink circle. A black crack runs down the page between the two. Text is split between the top left and bottom right. The text says "I do was a lie"

Attempted to process my feelings. Ended up making this.