I try to not kill any without asking my scientist friend if they’re invasive.

She said I’m allowed to scrunch all the spotted lantern flies, and I think they’re very neat looking?

My mother grew up in a time where it was considered something a mother ‘did’ to cause it.

Which is why she denies and denies we’re autistic.

I mean, everyone who meets the two of us together go “yeah you both are” soooooo.

If it did work, it stopped when we were kids lol. Mother lives to recount getting me and twin our earliest vaccines.

Twin went first, needle goes, me in a different room SCREAMS.

Also when twin broke their arm as a toddler downstairs while I was upstairs with mom I apparently screamed. Twin did not.

Twin never screamed when I was in pain. A one way connection LOL.

It was fucking wild watching that unfold because I never saw their Tumblr and yet. That was on everyone’s Tumblr when people found out.

Twin would shank me for saying that. Twin also reads my lemmy occasionally, so eventually they will come up to me and say “Yes I would shank you” lol

Ah yes, the being tormented! A ‘fun’ part of childhood!

I kicked the one boy who did it the most while I was wearing cowboy boots as hard as I could. Mother told them if they had stopped it, maybe he wouldn’t have had his shins kicked in.

The people part is annoying yes lol.

Luckily despite being identical I’m like 6 inches taller than my twin. Turns out being born weighing twice as much means my twin never caught up in height! So easier to tell apart.

But that means very few people believe we’re twins now though. It was less pronounced as kids.

Hope your girlfriend’s kids grow up and punch the weirdos who ask the sexual questions.

“What’s it like being a twin?”

I don’t fucking know, what’s it like not being a twin? They’ve always been there. It’s like having a sibling only we share a birthday??

Then if it stops there I’m fine. But usually they ask shitty sexual questions. Less as we’ve gotten older cause old women are gross.

That sounds like it would just end in a horrible time for cats and scientists.

I’m so happy my yard is having dandelions again. There’s a neighbor down the street that is…well his lawn is a uniform thick plush green from all the chemicals. Mine is a lovely scraggly mess of slowly dying grass with some native ones in there. But his spraying eventually leads to the dandelions all dying all over (other people also spray but just not as much) :(

I tried the mayo grilled cheese once and I agree. Not for me at all! I like to butter the outsides and that’s about it.

Very mean the snacks were only for children!

Well, it is a very good horseshoe crab in a t-shirt!

Oh man, I loved wearing turtle necks and ankle skirts and still being a whore because I had the audacity to have DD by high school! I never even touched a boy in even the vaguest ways in high school!!!

It’s miserable. Eat less and move more!

But the everything is screaming at me to eat. You’re hungry. And the voices from childhood! Don’t waste food! That’s a fucking sin! Don’t throw anything away, it’s better to treat your own body like a trashcan than to actually throw anything away!

And when you do eat, how do you stop? Because my brain knows there’s more food in the kitchen. It also knows how to make more food. And it’s going to go in there. It’s exhausting to have to say no every second of every day to a brain that’s a toddler.

Hate it.

My dad got lyme’s disease when I was a kid. Mother diagnosed it using our girl scout handbook. It was taken care of by doctors after that so I’m guessing they agreed?

That really depends on where. My mother grew up in Montana and they never locked their doors. Whereas my ass in NJ has never not locked the doors.

Dishwasher does the jars, but he does fill and empty the dishwasher!

I… don’t trust him with a knife and he doesn’t trust himself either. Shelling peas though, that’s a good idea!

It helps me to garden because my health concerns are mostly becoming overly tired and physically uhhh sad. So the work can make those two lessened.

It’s not very feasible for my husband who has cerebral palsy unless we did a lot of expensive setup so he could do most of it seated.

I was actually talking to my mother about her vaccine scar today. She says she had a friend who got vaccinated the same time she did. But her friends mother was super vain, so told the vaccinator guy to give her daughter the shot on her thigh, so a swim suit would cover it.

But outer thigh is lower than where bathing suits show so you saw the scar anyway, and the mother was pissed. Mother’s friend didn’t care though, since she was a kid.