All girls Catholic school (though I am not, and have never been Catholic). We had three nuns on campus, two teachers and a counselor. One of them taught religious studies and that was where we got 9th grade sex ed. This teacher was firm but beloved, a bit of a hippie, also taught a class about spirituality that was separate from religion, said things like “God has no gender” in class but would straight up call God a woman outside of class, exclusively played Joan Baez and Joni Mitchell music… you get the picture.

Anyway it’s become a bit of a legend now, but apparently during sex ed for the girls a couple of grades ahead of mine, one of the students boldly asked, “Sister, how do you know anything about this? Why are we being taught this by a nun?”

The response was, “I wasn’t always a nun. I’ve been around the block a few times.” You can imagine the uproar this caused for a bunch of 9th grade Catholic girls.

Presuming it was a girls school, probably for examining one’s own lady parts.

I called something “the bomb” the other day and my mind did a record scratch, like, did I actually say that unironically??

Nepotism

I mean, you do you! My daughter agrees with you in matters of taste. I did think it was awfully funny what the Scots thought of as “American.”

Okay this is totally not what you’re asking but I have to share a funny story. (To answer your actual question, can’t think of anything but I don’t live in NY or Chicago so…)

My family visited Scotland when my daughter was about 6, and there was one night we got to a hotel and just needed some food, and not a lot of places near us were open. But there was a pizza place, which would satisfy the kids. My daughter chose the “American” pizza, which had chicken, barbecue sauce, and yellow corn on it. (Yes, I’m serious.) She has been asking for that pizza for years since then. WTF?

I once tried to make “perfume” with oleander flowers and my mom’s wooden spoon. She was… less than thrilled, let’s say.

I know right? I’m desperate for the recipe

That’s dark and totally believable, fuck.

For real, I think this might be the core of my personal system of ethics and beliefs.

If the headlights symbol on your dashboard is blue and the lines coming from it are straight (not slanted), that means your high beams are on. Fucking turn them off

Puce?

If you’d like a recipe, this one is one of our favorites and my husband typically doesn’t like veggies at all. He loves it. (Please ignore that it comes from a meal kit service; this one doesn’t even use any custom spice blends so it’s easy to do on your own. We tried the kit thing slightly before and during COVID but have long since discontinued it.)

One of our cats likes to give my husband “hugs.” She climbs up on his shoulder just like that. He is definitely her person.

It was a 1971(? I think) Kenmore of all things. I had no idea Kenmore even made sewing machines, but apparently they did. I still have it. I couldn’t get the zipper foot to work and the proverbial straw was that not only could I find no help online, but the guy at the repair shop said “Why are you bothering?” Although that did rub me the wrong way, admittedly. I took it to a different shop and they said essentially the same thing but in a much kinder and gentler way. (I bought a new machine from them instead of the first guy.) I decided I wanted something I could at least find help for on YouTube, and in fact I have watched videos a few times when I couldn’t figure something out… or whenever I want to do a blind hem because I can never remember how to do it.

lol I agree! Hand sewing is so slow. I only do it when I absolutely must.

As a kid I liked cross stitch, and I think I still might (I’m also a knitter so slow processes are fine) but I don’t enjoy the end product so I never do it.

I’m not sure I’m quite there yet but I’m on my way: my sewing machine.

I sew clothes for me and my husband. I sew my kids’ Halloween costumes. I sew bags; my last two purses have been made by me. One is still in great shape aside from the handles; my kiddo said I should get (or sew) a new purse and I replied, nah, just need to re-sew the handles, no biggie.

The only reason I don’t think it’s paid for itself quite yet is because I bought a pricey machine in 2021 after struggling with a hand-me-down for a while.

I’m honestly not sure it has ever occurred to me to treat deodorant like perfume and cycle through scents. But maybe now I’ll try it…

Oh yeah except I pretty much only like lavender scented deodorant so I’ll probably just stick with it.

I have to give my 14yo cat pills now and if that second shot of the cat with a pill in its mouth isn’t photoshopped, I’m seriously impressed by the photographer.

Looks like a Tesla screen, so it’s all okay because the car is self driving.

/s