I will apologize to my avocado tree for trying to see if bonsai avocado was possible.

That’s because you are hateful and intolerant. You could just not comment because you do not like vegan food. That’s what I do when I see a lot of food I think is unhealthy and disgusting. I say nothing. It’s not my food. Kinda like I don’t go and hate on people when they go to a Trump rally.

I wish someone had told me that cooking fresh turnip greens would make me wonder where the smoker with BO was hiding. I’ve only ever had canned.

Checking my phone before bed and I see this little set of stories, which inevitably calls to mind that slogan: Crunch all you want, we’ll make more. Indeed, the kill as many as you want, we can force you to make more is just part of the human condition. Do we really care about souls?

When I was young, I never understood the “I just washed my hair and can’t do a thing with it” complaint. I started understanding when I was a bit older, but now that I’m approaching 60, I try to wash my hair as little as possible because this happens:

How about a catdog?

My kid is working on a farm, and made some signs for the egg selling part. Honk horn repeatedly. 😂

Ate my last bowl this morning

I looked up open partisanship in the dictionary and found this picture next to the definition. It said something about deliberately delaying a nomination of a Supreme Court Justice 11 months when the President is a Democrat, but ramming it through in a month if the President is a rapist.

I’ve already made whatever vegetables I have in the refrigerator and freezer soup. This included a partial can of eggplant with tomatoes & onion, part of a sweet potato, a little bit of collard greens, purple cabbage.

Dandelion on her 15th birthday

Chico is still there for you.