Inspired by recently buying a cajon, and my husband immediately buying another for additional living room seating because he loved it.
Harmonica. Lot’s of joy playing but I quickly realized I’d like another in a different key to have a wider pitch range.
A cookie.
Pro tip:
Grab a cookie, close the packaging or container, go somewhere else, then eat the cookie. You will want another cookie but not enough to actually go back and re-open the packaging.
Alternatively, eat something more nutritious first, then set a specific amount of cookies you’re allowed to eat. Also, brush your teeth after eating sweet food, such as cookies.
That’s how i lost 10 lbs.
- Buy less snacks. Say no once at the grocer instead of every day.
- If you do have some then they stay in the kitchen. You serve yourself the serving size. Leave the kitchen and eat the cookie. Easier to say no to getting another.
Lays potato chip.
Or was that a Pringles?
It’s both! Though Lay’s came first. I looked it up because I couldn’t remember.
Pringles is “once you pop, you can’t stop,” in the mid 1990s.
Lay’s is “betcha can’t eat just one,” starting in the early 1960s!
Now I want chips.
My first breath as a newborn.
Breathing, the deadliest addiction.
I’m not addicted, I can stop whenever I want to!
I could stop for the rest of my life!
It’s not even the addiction that gets you; It’s the withdrawal symptoms after you quit.
100% fatality rate.
A döner in Germany. Everything about it is so good, I ended up eating every other day the next week I was there.
My German ‘must have more’ was the sauerkraut. It is sooo much better there than in the states, and it was slightly different in each town I tried it. My staple meal was whatever the local version was of: sausage, sauerkraut, and wheat beer.
The food in Germany is completely meh imo, EXCEPT for the restaurant sour kraut - holy shit it is sooooo much better than what we get in the states. Someone told me it’s because they cook it up in some kind of animal lard
I had a similar experience with broodje haring in the Netherlands.
Durum was my jam!
15yo single malt, single barrel scotch. It was perfect.
Which one? I must know.
The Balvenie
You’re not gonna believe this but … I fucking knew it. That is exactly the one that first came to mind, and I am ashamed that I didn’t just blurt it out before.
I’ve had a whole lot of different scotches and whiskies, and Balvenie is hands down the best. Dalwhinnie is another good one along those lines, if you’re looking to compare.
Scotch is so good, I can totally see that.
A vacation
Pussy. Also cock.
A baby. As soon as my son was born I knew we’d have another. And we did. Then I had a vasectomy because I knew we’d never stop. Babies are cool.
One day I was cleaning out my second child’s too small clothes and legitimately thought “If we have another I won’t have to do this right now.” Babies are cool indeed!
I only have one and getting rid of his stuff he grows out of is one of the hardest things in life.
Yeah. We have a small collection.
My mom wanted to make a quilt out of his old shirts from when he was little, but ~7 years on hasn’t attempted anything more than collecting shirts.
I always wished for a third or fourth but we effective an out of time. First was I don’t care if it’s boy or girl as long as it’s healthy. Second I wanted boy because two of the same is easier. But another opportunity for a little girl would have been nice. Babies are cool, kids are cool, teens are cool and college kids are cool. I can’t wait to meet the young adults they are becoming
Do you like all babies or just prefer your own?
I like all babies. I do prefer my own, and I only moon over babies if I know the parents and have approval…
What is it that you like about them? This is a genuine question I’m not a baby kinda person.
When I was young I was a bit of an arse. Raised by narcissists, I definitely had narcissistic tendencies. It was all I knew. When my first son was born it was a profound moment. I saw the potential in that tiny, helpless baby and his possible futures… Based on what I was and what I had to teach, I realised that those futures weren’t great. So I changed. I have tried every day since to be the parent that I wish I had. I have embraced empathy and kindness. I have shed the anger and vanity… And I have forgiven myself for not doing it sooner. I’m not perfect. I make mistakes. When I see a baby I see the potential. It reminds me of how much I’ve changed, how proud of my kids I am, how much I love my family, how much joy I have in my life.
More or less…
Do you think you wouldn’t care about babies if you were born with empathy and a drive to be a kind gentle teaching human?
“Born with…?” We are born with nothing but potential. We are a product of our environment, right up until we realise that we are a product of our environment. Then we have a choice; continue as we are, or choose to be something different. It doesn’t matter which we choose, though… We can no longer blame our parents, our society, our environment, for who we are.
That is a strange question, though. If I was born with empathy and a drive to be a kind, gentle, teaching human then I think babies would be high on the list of people I would want to spend time with. Kindness begets kindness and we know the world could use more kindness!
People like you are so strange to me it’s like watching the birth of a child is some traumatic brain injury that changes you forever.
A slice of pizza
Motorcycle, bass guitar, kitten.
a toot of booger sugar, cuno loves that brain boost shit
Wife
So how many do you have at this point?
I also choose this guy’s wife
A mouthful of titty.
Dates with the person who became my wife. (Fortunately, she felt the same way.)
