be quiet, I’m shifting into outlander mode
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Whenever JoJo does something ridiculous (which is often), Specs channels his inner Abby Lee Miller and yells at the top of his lungs:
"JOJO? HAVE YOU LEARNED NOTHING?!"
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the only thing that im,,,, uh,,, kinda pissed about with my parents is that i wasnt raised bilingual. my dad speaks fluent french. my moms first language was french. my grandfather was a french teacher. every single relative i have speaks french (with most not speaking English at all). but here i am, only knowing a couple of words and having no fucking clue how to string together a sentence. it really sucks.
anyway if ur a parent please please please raise them as bilingual if u can its such a good skill
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work story:
tiny seth finally had his first big road test in his actual job as child-distracting assistant yesterday when i was on tea room duty.
i was sitting next to the fireplace at the little table sewing a little doll-sized jacket for him when this family with two very young children sat down nearby, and the kids were very interested in what I was doing, so I stopped my sewing & took the needle off so I could show them how the work in progress jacket goes on him, and the older child (a little boy who proudly announced to me that he's two) was fascinated
for the next hour and a half, he made seth walk around the table, pointed out different features of him & how they related to us (ex: pointing out his eyes and then our eyes, or holding up his hat, and then the boy's own winter hat, and then my frilly white cap and shouting "HAT!" very proudly), and, my favorite, picking out scrap fabric from my basket and tying them around the little rabbit as a cape or a scarf (or handing them back to me and saying "help" to get me to tie the actual knot on a few of the scarves)
he also stuffed a bunch of the fabric scraps he really liked (the very soft ones) into his little jacket pocket.
when his family finally left, the tea room was closing, so I started packing up my stuff, and he asked me to bring the rabbit back out so he could say bye to him.
10/10 tiny seth did a great job at child-entertaining and not being accidentally mistaken for a gift or being walked off with
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The building management always misreports when maintenance people are coming in (these guys were supposed to be here noon yesterday) and it's been like this for five years so we're all used to it and resigned to our fate except my mom, unfortunately this is a Thing for her and she's deeply pissed every single time.
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*rubbing my temples* you cant rent a season of television you have to buy it. but it isnt in the library. groans and sighs. i dont want to own tudors s3&4 but fine whatever
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My mom was videocalling me, telling me about wanting to make copies of some of her tarot cards, and was doing a list of stuff she needed to print them.
At some point she was like: Ugh, I'll have to buy special paper, like, 300grs, so I can print them.
Me, being my helpful self: hold on, I'll check something.
*proceeds to grab 8 different notebooks*
My mom: ... *starts cackling hysterically*
Me: what?
She: Oh my god- how can you own so many kind of sheets??? Why would you need one of 300grs?!?! You truly have your own art supply store!
Me: first things first: it's for the watercolors, the others are for the pencils, markers and pastels, gouache-
*My mom continued to lose her shit*
Me, ignoring her: -and most of them are not as thick as the watercolors ones, but works just as well, plus I have some other over there-
*she laughed again when I show her the corner of the printing paper I own*
Me: -I can't remember how thick they are, but they did the trick well enough in college in the printing press.
*more laughter*
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