Some random Bar Harbor photos while I try to stay up as late as I possibly can to get ready to switch to overnights.
It is so awesome when someone you barely know supports the shit out of you. Even if it’s for something they believe in too. It is just really fucking nice.
I ate my last egg this morning. There’s about a half cup of shredded parm, 1.5 sticks of butter and 1.5 jars of mayo (which we hardly ever use anyways, I may just throw it out) left in the fridge.
I put a bunch of stuff on my Etsy shop!
My name is unique & beautiful. If you can’t pronounce it or remember it, that’s not my problem. I’m not going to change it or shorten it for your convenience. If you want me to be a part of your life, learn my name.
I wish I could wear this across my forehead.
Got that overnight position I’ve been wanting. Of course, they decided to make it part time. So no benefits. But 2 bucks more an hour (differential for overnights) will be very helpful.
Now many of you might be looking at this title, thinking, “what can veganism possibly have to do with feminism?” My answer to that is “more than you know.” As I mentioned in my post describing why…
See ya later chz.