The side eye is killer! How dare the human move at all! So rude!!
Cranberry juice! I like the tartness.
Don’t drink wine so unsure there. I like brie though! Or red dragon cheddar thing.
The kitten finds affection that she doesn’t initiate to be ‘annoying’ and well. She has such a kissable head, how can I resist??? 
I need the room to be the arctic and the blanket to be the fluffiest.
Love a good hot bath! The cat also loves a good hot bath. She loves trying to grab my hand from the water with no care to her paws at all.
I went to the Franklin Institute! It was still cool! I somehow do not remember the huge train despite it being there since like the 1930s! I did remember the walk through heart! Still there! Still cool! Too fat to fit though!
Lots of kids but I survived. Kids are more tolerable when at locations meant for kids!
heaaaart!!!


Simmer is just below bubbles I was taught! I made chicken stock from bones, used my thermometer that was calibrated so I know was working, also got around 204 and the surface just sort of glistens. No bubbles on the surface though!
Ooo the belly! Ooo the curled toes!!! Oooo the hint of a single fangy!!! I love him!!!
Dingus is an extremely good word! Animals are often dinguses yes yes.
The kitten has very specific needs and places for affection times. She is not a lap cat. Heaven forbid. But she’ll walk into the living room right in front of me and then flop onto her side. This is where I am to get onto my hands and knees above her, roll her onto her back, and rub her head and kiss her belly. She purrs like a train. I love her very silly ass.


A knife!
For cooking and stuff.
Also like a whisk and a spatula and a permanent oven mitt like thing!


A growing section titled “no you don’t want this for your young child despite what you think” and for me that also has Maus in there (“it’s a graphic novel so it must be fine for kids!”)
Very close! Just no white tail tip on this little cat!


Yeah, the longer it takes to cook the more I dislike it even if everyone else is raving. It’s one of the several reasons I like to can things. Canning takes awhile, but then later on I can pop open a jar and my brain has forgotten the exhaustion and only goes “oooo homemade food in seconds!!!”


A now abandoned building at the end of the block use to be a repair store. Tv, vacuum, any other machines. I’m sad I never got to see it.


They’re shown on posts. So on this post I see your profile picture all teeny tiny next to the title. None of the comments do though.
I don’t know the coding bits at all, but I really like the TL;DR! Is it a reference to the Jean Shepherd book?