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Lisa’s Sister
@lortnoc.bsky.social
The Most Not-Professional Baker 🥯🥖🥐
Aspiring Swamp Witch 🧙🐊🪄
Wonewoc is on the way from Madison to Minneapolis. Just saying. If you stop there, definitely don’t tell that pet psychic that my dog did not internalize his psychic transmission to stop eating my chickens.
September 5, 2025 at 3:20 PM
Me after deleting all my Meta accounts. 🚣‍♂️🐢🦋
May 2, 2025 at 6:12 PM
First bit of good news my weird, beautiful little state has seen in a hot minute. #crawfordwins
April 2, 2025 at 2:40 PM
Doing our part to combat #birdflu.
February 23, 2025 at 3:48 PM
Someone said they were gonna refer to #rfk as they/them. Because he and the worm are both piloting that meat-suit.
February 2, 2025 at 1:06 AM
February 1, 2025 at 7:21 PM
It’s moving day for lil’ Rancho, our third-instar #greenbottleblue tarantula. I hope you like your new digs, little buddy! #tarantula #chromatopelmacyaneopubescens #tarantulacribs
February 1, 2025 at 7:08 PM
Just finished this gem of #YAfiction. #SheineLende reminds us that through found family, community care, sense of place, and the strength and knowledge of our ancestors, we can rebuild the worlds that have been taken from us. #booksky #landback #darcielittlebadger
January 28, 2025 at 3:12 AM
January 21, 2025 at 3:12 AM
Happy #gotchaday to this ridiculously #gooddog.
January 17, 2025 at 4:50 AM
Started today with a wee drywall job in our junk room. That turned into a flooring repair job, which resulted in exposing a furnace flu and discovering an HVAC emergency. Now I know why my drywall multi-tool has a bottle opener on it. DIY home repair is for rich sadists.
January 17, 2025 at 4:42 AM
Selling bread to my neighbors to make money to put food in my town’s Little Free Pantry is self care, community care, and resistance all rolled into one. If we’ve got each other, we’ll get through this. ❤️🍞✊
January 15, 2025 at 7:06 PM
My 8-year-old wrote a story about a monster who disguises himself as a rotisserie chicken. When you’re eating him, his name is Timothy Dinner. Once he’s in your stomach, he becomes Timothy Diner. Then he eats you, from the inside out.
March 5, 2024 at 1:50 AM
We’re having a shotgun wedding before bae’s cancer surgery. So I made our wedding cake- almond sponge with mango curd and lemon buttercream. Also orchids and Dino’s because Marriage.
February 18, 2024 at 5:59 AM
February 7, 2024 at 6:46 PM
These guys think it’s springtime. I don’t have the heart to tell them that really it’s the climate apocalypse. At least we’ll have omelettes.
February 7, 2024 at 6:42 PM
February 7, 2024 at 4:45 PM
When life gives you covid, give covid soup-hippos.
February 7, 2024 at 3:58 AM