caterpillars have the ideal life. they eat a lot and then sleep for a while and wake up beautiful.
I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.
Then I spend time with teenagers.
And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.
reblog for easter
HAPPY EASTER DAY
"I didn’t get married until I was 50. I think it finally happened because I stopped thinking it was possible."
"How do you mean?"
"Before I gave up, I was putting so much pressure on myself that I’d immediately be considering and measuring every man I’d meet. It’s not natural to begin a relationship with such a long term view. When I met my husband, I wasn’t looking past that afternoon."
"I wasn’t lucky enough to have ever found what I wanted to do. Don’t get me wrong— I did nicely. But I never found my passion."
The Kool Aid yarn is wound and ready to knit! I’m gonna call this colorway Electric Kool Aid Acid Text because I can.
Yes, I would like a baby goat loaf, please
I hate brushing my teeth at night because that signifies that you can’t have anymore food and I’m just never ready for that kind of commitment