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Last year some really awesome people donated books to our classroom, and this brand new Dr. Seuss book was one of them. We are still so fortunate to have these amazing books, and I wanted to say THANK YOOUUU again!!! (Even though I have all but quit this website, I still appreciate the friendships and goodness that came out of it.)
FUCK DRUNK DRIVING
@esofine was in a horrible car accident on Friday bc of drunk driving and it makes me so angry I cannot handle it.
Someone set up a GoFundMe to try and provide some relief for the future, she told me that she’ll initially use some of the fund to hire a dog walker for her beloved Jacks, since she’ll be unable to do so for a while.
https://www.gofundme.com/erinsorensen
Have I ever mentioned how weird he is? He isn't digging for anything, or eating the snow. Just burying his head in it.
This is not a normal dog. I looked outside and he was just standing up on the snow. Not digging furiously, just kind of sticking his face in it.
Treacherous conditions out there
Netflix and *Raise Golden Retriever puppies together*
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I have been going through some really serious stuff for the last month. In the past I would have run to this space to vent and talk about it, but now it just feels different. There have been weeks where I haven’t even logged onto tumblr when I used to check my dash several times a day. But I am kind of aching for the outlet. And I hate that it’s one of those things that -you’re not supposed to talk about- and it makes me feel really lonely. When I know that there are so many women who have also had suffer in silence. I don’t need to post pictures of myself in the hospital on Instagram for the sympathy but it just feels strange that I have to go back to work and pretend nothing is going on, and interact with people like I’m just hunky dory. I know I’m being vague, and I hate that but I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do or how I’m supposed to deal with all of this. It really sucks and I’m sad.
My friends and family have been there for me, I guess I just wish I had someone who has gone through the same thing to talk too.
Me after getting into the Thanksgiving leftovers
We had our Thanksgiving feast at school today, and it was beyond words amazing. Then one of my students asked to talk to me in the hall. He said "my mom does something really gross with the turkey." "Uhh, what?" I said, sheepishly. "She cooks the penis, and eats it." "Oooohhh wow! That's the neck of the turkey." "Still gross." He said.
where is the lie?!
Guac is extra
About 8 years ago, Myles and I were sitting in a Chili's eating dinner. He reached across the table and dipped a french fry into my guacamole. In about 3 tenths of a second, I grabbed the giant steak knife sitting next to me and swung back, and then down into the table coming a millimeter from his hand. It was a lesson that he has never forgotten.
Thanksgiving Feast
I decided to host a traditional thanksgiving feast in my classroom the day before we leave for break. I know that all four of my students are going through A LOT at home right now, and I wasn’t sure that they would even get a home cooked meal that day (or any other during break for that matter.)
So, I proposed the idea to the kids and we started planning. I’m going to make a big turkey breast in my crock pot, mashed potatoes, stuffing, cranberry sauce….the whole 9. And I got fun plates and napkins with turkeys on them, and I made photo booth props, name cards, menus, and decorations, and got a nice table cloth so we can all sit around the table as a family. I then invited our social workers, behavior specialist, psychologist, and principal to join because they really are a second family to these kids.
And my guys are pumped about it! Friday we are going to make turkey Pom Poms for each place setting. Then we did a circle to talk about our thanksgiving traditions, and I asked one 6th grader what he does. (He lives with just dad, very low SES, lost his grandfather this year, and had a house fire.) He said “well, I will probably just play my video game all day, and then we will eat.” When I asked him what they have, he said “no turkey, so probably chicken…or Ramen noodles.” And even though I knew this was his reality it hurt my heart.
I’m so thankful that I get to be in these kids lives, and love them when they need it the most. I am also incredibly grateful for the childhood I was blessed with, and my many thanksgiving dinners filled with amazing food.