That's about it. We happened to park next to eachother at the same time. We had the exact make and model, and he said "nice car". We laughed and talked about how much we liked driving our cars and how we have no intention of selling them. Then we walked away.
A while ago I found a dozen wooden angels, each standing on one foot, painted, primitive ones that I suspect are from Guatemala. They had no wings, and no trumpets (hands were carved like they should be holding up trumpets).
I bought every single one of them. Found similar ones online and then I carved and painted wooden wings and trumpets for all of them.
I love them, and it makes me happy to feel like I have angels who are happy again to have their wings back in my home watching over all of us.
I had this cannabis plant that's kind of famous in Grower circles. Mostly because it was massive and lived such a long time.
When it was small, it was galloping around in the wind. I coined it "Galloping Gertie" .
My friend tells me that his ailing Grandma's name is Gertrude. Some people called her Gertie.
As the weeks went on, his grandmother passed. I sent my condolences and said we will grow the plant in her honor. Gertrude was locked in.
As it started getting ridiculously big, I said she was haunting the plant in the best way possible. People on reddit were even invested in the saga.
(My friend was on shrooms when I said that. He started trippin balls. Sorry buddy.)
It went onto live a full year. She gave and gave and gave. She even kept a few branches alive well into December so that my friend could come and harvest them himself.
RIP Gertie(s)
I have two pots bubbling on my stove at the moment. One contains boiling eggs, and the other contains a tarnished silver necklace with some aluminium foil in a solution of baking soda. Both are producing hydrogen sulphide for different reasons. For some reason I found that weirdly satisfying.
It's a tiny chocolate poodle and it was curled up asleep in his lap. The MD told me the dog is a girl.
As you can imagine, we don't get too many sweet moments in the ICU.
I also have no idea how they pulled it off because we aren't even allowed to have get well cards taped up because "tape harbors bacteria." But I'm glad they did.
Really she's my dad's cat, and only seems to tolerate me most of the time. But today when I was in the kitchen making some ramen, she came up to me and was the most affectionate thing I've ever seen. I simply could not resist her sweet face and ended up sitting on the ground for a good few minutes petting her, while my noodles went way overcooked. Absolutely worth it for a few sweet moments with her ♡
Some time ago there was a special at an Indian grocery store that I was visiting to buy bean and millet flours, and I picked up a kilo of loose Wagh Bakri tea, a strong black tea blend from India, for $10, which I thought was a good deal. I rarely drink it hot, but when the hot weather hit I busted it out to make iced tea.
I brew it concentrated, using about 3 teaspoons and steeping it for about 12 minutes in a large mug in a basket infuser. Then I remove the leaves and pour the tea into a heat-safe jar and leave it in the basement to cool to room temperature, and then retrieve it and fill it with cold water to chill in the fridge and that makes about 4 servings of iced tea.
I've been doing this for weeks and I still enjoy every cup. Whenever I brew it I keep asking my wife: are you tired of Wagh Bakri? And she's like no, it's great. So I keep making it.
Every time I pour the steeped tea into the jar, there's a rich aroma of the tea and that is one of my favorite parts. Normally with iced tea, because it's cold you don't get to enjoy the aroma in the same way as slowly sipping a cup of hot tea in cold weather. But this way, I get that nice little moment.
And then drinking it is still enjoyable.
I also appreciate the fact that it's inexpensive. At the rate at which I'm drinking it I'm probably gonna get about 100-150 batches of iced tea out of it which means they cost less than 2.5 cents per cup.
I also take the spent leaves and put them directly on the garden as mulch, so I'm getting extra value out of those leaves.
I was in line at the foodbank today, it's inside of a church near my house. On their bulletin board was a sign-up sheet for a potluck on the 30th. The following dishes have been listed so far [no desserts, the sheet says they'll be provided already]:
+Egg salad sandwiches.
+Green salad.
+Chicken wings.
+Something :) [Smiley face included.]
+Meat + cheese plate.
+Pasta salad.
+Cheese + Pickles + Crackers.
That's it...it was good.
It’s a lazy morning at home. I (49f) am reading in my bedroom. My kid (14f) is in the living room watching a “horror movie” on her phone. I put it that way because it’s mainly a comedy type- jump scares and the “don’t go in there!” level, no real gore, etc. The main characters are a K-Pop group she’s very into right now, so please don’t come for me! Anyway, she is using her headphones and I think she forgot I can hear her.
She is so totally invested in this. Every few minutes, she’ll exclaim something along the lines of “Nonononono don’t DO that!” or “OMG, run!!” There are gasps and occasional laughter. She is clearly completely absorbed in this film.
When we watch something together, she is not like this in the slightest. In the “too cool for school” teenager mode or whatever. Occasionally she’ll make a comment or joke, and I’ll maybe get a few eye rolls, but absolutely nothing like what is going on in my living room currently.
I’m totally eavesdropping and loving every second.
I was walking past a store today and saw someone quickly fix their hair in the reflection. They gave themselves a tiny smile and kept walking. No big moment. No story behind it.
It was weirdly nice to see someone be kind to themselves for half a second.
EXERCISE has been the bane of my existence for over a decade now. Desk worker since 2015, and I haven't done any actual fitness effort or working out since that time. Beforehand, I used to walk and jog 5 miles a day around my neighborhood and the park as a young adult, and I was definitely a bike kid growing up, both bikes and scooters.
Insert 2026, mid-30's. My body is now goo; I don't want to walk/get steps in, or go to a gym, or workout, and any time I do something the least bit physical, I am sore the next day.
Still, if I want a healthy heart, I need to put in the effort.
I can tolerate youtube workout vids, lift a kettle bell, and occasionally attempt to weighted hula hoop when I feel like sweating. But I got a stationary bike on a whim, and I... I think I like it? It doesn't "feel like" exercise, it feels like being a kid again. It's like stepping inside of my 9-year old self, I see my childhood neighborhood and streets, the freedom of being able to rip down steep roads at what seemed like a million miles per hour, the exhaustion from biking back up those hills, the near misses from passing cars (lol), or I can zone out and watch my shows or videos, or do a "ride along" marathon aka the poor woman's zwift haha.
Never in a million years would I think I'd enjoy this.
This happened a couple weeks ago. My wife and I are expats from Australia, and have been travelling in Europe. We decided to end our busy year in a little AirBnb in the Italian countryside. Lo and behold, we have to carry approx 80kg total worth of bags, suitcases, and a couple of guitars in hard cases with us the whole way. It's very difficult to hold everything close together when changing trains.
We were exhausted after a big day of travel. On the last train to the middle of nowhere, two of our massive suitcases started rolling across the floor. I got very flustered, but a lovely man caught them at the last second, and he also helped us get our stuff off the train at our stop. We were very grateful.
That weekend, my wife and I had dinner in a little pizzeria in this tiny town. Just as we were leaving, a couple at another table beckoned me over. I didn't understand what was going on (I don't speak Italian, and they didn't understand my English). The woman got out Google Translate and started writing what her husband was saying: "Do you remember me, the guy who helped you on the train?"
I didn't recognise him at first, but he was the guy! I got excited, shook his hand, and gave him a big hug that transcended any language barrier.
A random act of kindness and a coincidental reunification. It really is a small world in a country town.
TLDR: An Italian stranger helped us get our stuff off the train, and we bumped into him by coincidence at a restaurant later. Gave him a hug of gratitude.
super random realisation but after watching movies at home, i have finally understood the point of blu-ray dvds. i feel old, but in a good way lol
Not because he did something wrong or something. This man is my online bestie, and I am his online bestie. On of the things we connect over is music. We’ve been talking for a little over a month now, and he wrote a song. Inspired by me. And let me tell you that shit made me cry. Not just a few tears I mean basically uncontrollably sobbing. I would listen to it again and write down the lyrics and put them in this post but it’s too late at night and I don’t wanna be crying again. But I’m pretty sure that’s the nicest thing a man has ever done for me. So.
We’re completely friends btw. It would be just plain weird if we to talk about sexual stuff lmao
(I previously posted this in r/pointlessstories)
And today there was a note written on my package thanking me :3
Two thirds of the time they reply “you too” and then proceed to fumble over their words after when they realise what I said, brings me untold joy.
Just did it to a Tesco worker and it made me feel deliciously evil 😈
I love to feed the birds outside my home, and I ran out of my usual bird food for the little birds. The other birds like the sunflower seeds and peanuts just fine, but the songbirds are so small that a peanut, for example, would be much bigger than their whole head. So I get something special for them that will work for their little beaks.
Last time I couldn't find the same songbird mix I got last time, but I didn't want to go home empty handed. So I grabbed another bag that had some of the sunflower seeds and also the smaller seeds I was looking for and brought it home.
When I first used this new bag of birdseed in my feeder, I noticed there were WORMS in it! I was shocked and thought I'd have to take it back to the store for a refund. Then I thought, "Well, some birds eat worms, so maybe the jays and robins will like it. But it was just FULL of worms!
Then a thought hit me: maybe the worms are supposed to be there? So I look at the bag and it proudly proclaims "Nut and Mealworm Blend." Oh, okay. I checked the bowl after the wormy stuff had been out for about half an hour, and every single worm was gone! Sunflower seeds and tiny seeds were still there, so they had gone for the worms first. Lesson learned!
Even though I work two jobs in the summer and am therefore constantly tired, I still bought myself a ticket to the theatre. I wanted to clear my head of the work-work-work thoughts, and this was a show I was very intrigued to see. I don't really go out much, so I treated this as a very special occasion. I did my hair and makeup, wore a pretty summery blouse and nice dark jeans. I even used some perfume, which is something I usually forget to do before an outing. It was a lovely warm summer afternoon, many people out, and I walked by a bench with two elderly ladies. They were quietly looking around, and I felt both of them looking at me as I walked by. As soon as I passed them, I heard one of them say wistfully: "How nice to be young!". The other one agreed. They were talking about me, and I felt so cute at that moment. With all of my work, I have not been feeling young lately, but at that moment? At that moment, once I heard those words, all of a sudden I felt so youthful and energetic. And the theatre show was spectacular.
I just went grocery shopping and encountered a shopping cart that was particularly smooth. It didn’t look like anything special; had a few rusty screws and mismatched colors. But oh boy, what a nice glide. It’s a shame I had to let it go this morning. Have a nice and smooth weekend everyone!