I’d have reoccurring nightmares involving a nesting doll style set of three rooms, zombies, and family members with no faces but I haven’t had that in hmmm twenty years.

Recently all the nightmares are just about dad, generally.

I annoy sibling by reminding them of their chores weekly, apparently.

Cats are people, and I annoy cats with my scary love! Which is normal love and kisses, but they’re cats.

Taking up sidewalks and roadways and just generally being fucking oblivious people are around them. Parking in front of people’s driveways??? Littering, feeding seagulls, being oblivious fucking dipshits. Shore community here.

But I can’t ignore branding! Mostly because I love King Arthur flour. It’s extremely good.

I really like their cinnamon roll recipe! And the Cornish pasty recipe!

My brain is too scattered to think of biggest, but most recently was ordering anything from the cheap Chinese food place! Cheap! Mostly tasty!

Also gave me something that made me so sick for 2 weeks and unable to keep other food down I had to get an xray to make sure everything was okay! Ultimately it was but man! Bad two weeks!

Do spices count as ingredients? My mother always pressed into me so much to have a stocked spice…drawer? Rack? Thing? that I don’t think of them as a number for the recipe. “Of course I have black pepper, salt, oregano, bay leaves, etcetc” but I realize maybe I should count them before giving recipes!

It was new at the time! Or maybe. While the education I got was pretty good, it was eclectic. I only remember learning math. I picked up language before solid memories form. I also sort of have some brain uh. Problems.

I liked moving the tens to the ones place. I think these days kids are doing some kind of cube thing? Seems neat!

She disliked a lot of the newer methods of teaching, so I’m guessing she preferred whatever was before that. The only one she named really was the New Math and I’m positive the New Math was pretty old by the time I was taught it. Have you ever watch Lehrer’s song New Math? That’s what I was taught, and if it was new then, it was ancient when I got to it!

No, while it was known, it was not taught at my schools. My mother hated the entire concept so if they tried she’d likely have raised hell.

Or just put us somewhere private instead. The much more sensible option lmfao

Boringly, the only thing in there currently is the guide from the dmv (mvc, sorry) for nj to review cause I’m feeling old and need a refresher.

“Add flour until its not really sticky anymore” is basically what my great grandmother’s donut recipe says. Thanks! At least the rest is normal! Wait no it’s also includes “one cans worth” which is so bad. Shrink on cans is so bad.

But I love Lambchop!

It is a horrible earworm, very true.

Edit - Aww, not the Lambchop version.

I make cookies or canned jams, jellies, candied jalapeños. Edible so they will not clutter forever.

Everything that has yarn.

Yarn just seems to take over a home everywhere I’ve seen it.

Yes? She loves and dotes on her cats! Of course I am.

A fancy house cat of a nice middle aged middle class white woman.

Okay, my mother’s cats. She pampers them a lot.

Various convention floors. Mother would take me to her various fiber arts things, I’d get tired, I’d sleep under a table with my coat on me, or wrapped around my arms.

I’d explode if I slept on the floor these days.

For me, it’s audio in the background that I can interact with if I want.

Sometimes the people are funny too, but it’s not like my first monitor. Streams are a second monitor thing, with me doing something on the main. Reading, gaming, writing.

Also sometimes I’ll watch the various leagues to see people do games I’d hate to play do really really well at it.

A Girls World.

Back in the 2000s, a place for young girls. Articles, recipes, I think games? I edited articles for a bit. I use to be able to directly connect where I’d been online to there, in the sense of, “banner on website suggested this website and talked to people there which lead to this and then that and now to here” but my memory is bad now so I can’t.

If it still exists I doubt it’s anything like the original.

Dwarf Fortress Adventurer Mode. I was a jaguar woman. Mostly a vomiting jaguar woman, as I was shot in the gut by a rude human.