Oh, no. Hella worse. They were solidly middle class with two solid careers at this point. And kids, but I don’t want that part so that’s a wash. But nicer house, nicer stuff entirely. But me and my husband are in a better place relationship wise so I got that over them??

I won front row tickets to his show and it was lovely! My mother got the signed tshirt and ticket stub framed for me, its in my dining room wall!

So far my identical twin has not killed me nor have I killed them, so I’d be safe probably.

I am… heavier but a little shorter, and I’d feel the alcohol from a single daiquiri but it wouldn’t be unpleasant. More than one would be unpleasant. I’m also a lightweight, drinking maybe once a month at most, and usually more like every other month.

Yeah, my dad would get me and my twin something small and mother something big. So if he got her a lot of chocolates, we’d get a little thing of chocolates! The bed thing is

Weird.

I have a set of microfiber cloths with one per room. Once they get filthy I wash them in a small clothes bag. And every so often just buy a new pack. They’re cheap.

I hate this part of the brain. I have an appointment at 2pm. Why must I be awake at 9 and… waiting. Anxiously.

Instantly? Where the fuck is my husband. If only I can’t see him but my twin can I guess me, my now invisible to me husband, and I go to the hospital to ask “yo something is very weird in her brain”

Edit - oh they’d think it’s normal they’re gone.

I guess argue with my twin for hours about my husband still should exist and not have disappeared.

All cats I’ve had have been lucky enough that free feeding is an option and they don’t gorge. So we just fill the bowl up when it’s empty, and water is kept fresh everyday. Thinking of getting a running water fountain to encourage more liquids though.

I love a cuddly cat! So sweet!

I tried. She was too wired from play time to let me. When she’s just chilling she’ll let me rub all I want!

She has the zoomies and is actively running away from my twin. Because my twin is not me and this confuses a tiny kitty.

Bottom right cat is my posture everyday

Which is why I have to go to physical therapy oops

It was new at the time! Or maybe. While the education I got was pretty good, it was eclectic. I only remember learning math. I picked up language before solid memories form. I also sort of have some brain uh. Problems.

I liked moving the tens to the ones place. I think these days kids are doing some kind of cube thing? Seems neat!

She disliked a lot of the newer methods of teaching, so I’m guessing she preferred whatever was before that. The only one she named really was the New Math and I’m positive the New Math was pretty old by the time I was taught it. Have you ever watch Lehrer’s song New Math? That’s what I was taught, and if it was new then, it was ancient when I got to it!

Haha, oh the wardrobe has ears is delightful! So cute! Sometimes our little void cat likes to snooze in a cat cube so I’ll look inside and the dark interior will suddenly look back. “The cube has eyes!”

No, while it was known, it was not taught at my schools. My mother hated the entire concept so if they tried she’d likely have raised hell.

Or just put us somewhere private instead. The much more sensible option lmfao

Boringly, the only thing in there currently is the guide from the dmv (mvc, sorry) for nj to review cause I’m feeling old and need a refresher.

“Add flour until its not really sticky anymore” is basically what my great grandmother’s donut recipe says. Thanks! At least the rest is normal! Wait no it’s also includes “one cans worth” which is so bad. Shrink on cans is so bad.

Poor guy, he came before the menace! I think he’s even said something to that affect XD