mypugviolet.bsky.social
@mypugviolet.bsky.social
High school teacher, kids, cats, books, plants, hiking, DnD, long-Covid, AuDHD (late-diagnosed). 💙
Good times 😋
February 9, 2026 at 8:52 PM
I did not imagine menopause would be so…gassy.
February 7, 2026 at 9:24 PM
Look at the police very professionally arresting this man without shooting him in the face. It can be done.

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February 7, 2026 at 2:52 AM
Are they very good canisters? No. Do I love them passionately? Yes. 🥰 #vintagecanisters
January 30, 2026 at 3:31 AM
I love my husbeast and feel protective over his health. Conversely, listening to him chew his food fills me with murderous rage.
January 29, 2026 at 1:44 AM
An everything shower, a fresh hormone patch, and in bed with a fresh library book by 8:15? Tomorrow is not READY for me to unleash my hygienic accomplishments on the day! #fresh #estrogenonboard #cleansheets
January 16, 2026 at 2:20 AM
I’ve spent my whole life saying “no” out of fear and “yes” out of obligation. I’m trying to embrace the courage to flip that.
January 6, 2026 at 5:14 AM
I thrifted this pristine 9x12 rug for $35. I wanted a Persian rug with bold reds, blues, and golds - this abstract has the same colors. If I stay open to possibilities, the thrift gods will always bring me what I need.
December 18, 2025 at 10:10 PM
“There will be time to prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet” TS Eliot gets me 😭
December 13, 2025 at 3:27 PM
It’s 64 degrees (but the humidity is 90%, so we’re still sweating). She’s shivering and acting pitiful. #chihuahuaproblems
December 7, 2025 at 5:41 PM
That bi-weekly feeling of groping around your post-shower body, trying to locate your old HRT patch so you can peel it off and place a new one is a different location 🙄 #menopauseproblems
December 7, 2025 at 3:38 PM
Is there anything more rewarding than a little autistic tween’s face when you hand her a plate full of safe foods?
December 7, 2025 at 11:53 AM
Guard the house, Katie. Keep Comfy Mountain safe. #chihuahua
November 17, 2025 at 5:36 PM
I’m not rich, but I have four 9x12 ruggables and that’s definitely a flex (they’re all secondhand). We don’t have “too many” pets, but we have enough that they’ve become a tactical consideration.
November 13, 2025 at 1:52 PM
I need this coffee to make me poop. 🙏 🙏🙏
November 12, 2025 at 1:28 PM
My guardian, keeping a watchful eye from the peak of Comfy Mountain.
November 11, 2025 at 6:02 PM
So my bitch-ass auto-immune system decided it had beef with my thyroid and subsequently ruined my life. #hashimotos
November 9, 2025 at 10:22 PM
I am LIVING for the out-loud, full volume phone conversation I am hearing at the laundromat (my machine is broken). I don’t like drama in my life, but I want to KNOW the drama - drama-adjacent, if you will. #delicioustea
November 7, 2025 at 7:06 PM
The husbeast has once again captured his wily opponent, established dominance, and returned it to its watery lair. They say “happy wife, happy life,” but happiness matters for everyone.
November 6, 2025 at 5:21 PM
Sometime, despite buying cute clothes that were approved at the time of purchase, your autistic tween will dress in ways that you don’t like. It’s not worth distressing them - it’s just clothes. #AuDHDmom #AuDHDtween
November 6, 2025 at 5:15 PM
I am really struggling with feeling ungrateful right now. In the last 10 days I’ve had a uterine biopsy, gotten a crown (stainless steel), and selected an insurance plan - three things I hated. But I’m well aware that I’m lucky to be able to afford one of these, much less all three.
November 5, 2025 at 2:46 PM
The PTA is sponsoring a “parent mixer” at a wine bar and my introverted, AuDHD self would rather DIE. It would probably be fun for someone…normal? Regular? My socially awkward ass could never.
November 3, 2025 at 3:23 PM
I know my husband loves me. But he will choose himself over me every time. If I’m having an emotional need and he doesn’t know what to do or say, he will just pretend nothing’s happening while I’m quietly dying inside. In his mind, it’s better to do nothing than risk doing the wrong thing.
November 2, 2025 at 10:23 PM
It’s taken 48 hours to realize that my past experience with SA was a looming cloud over my uterine biopsy. The biopsy was very painful, but the experience of being vulnerable and helpless while someone hurts you intimately launched an unending stream of panic attacks. #uterinebiopsy #sasurvivor
November 1, 2025 at 7:40 PM
One of my favorite pics of myself - my “Aunt Gladys” phase with victory rolls, circle pin, and cardigans.
October 29, 2025 at 2:05 AM