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(1/2) One of my favourite memories is my Papa coming home from work and sneaking up on him as he took off his coat. He always pretended he couldn't see me even when I was being really obvious.
Honestly I wish I could just wear a blanket with me wherever I went. That would be GREAT. This is a re-do of an old comic I made a few years back. I think I drew it during our first winter in Canada. It was my husband Mike's first proper winter and my first winter in 10 years.
I, like most people - don't have a symmetrical face and often catch myself hating on the imperfections in the mirror. It's silly but low self-esteem doesn't go away overnight. If you are like me, I am here to tell you - YOUR FACE IS CUTE AND I LOVE YOU!
(1/2) Honestly, I STILL hate changing duvet covers. Even that small thing when the corners get all messed up while you sleep and the duvet bulks up drives me crazyyy. Oh oh, and how about trying to put on fitted sheets and the corners escape as you're putting them on? Grrrr haha
I don't have any self control. This happens all the time and isn't limited to books. I've watched most of Stranger Things s3 in a couple of nights and most of the Dark Crystal show in one night... You guys have any fantasy books to recommend me? I need to add to my to-read list.
Anyone else constantly has vivid nightmares that wake you up crying in the middle of the night? Just me? haha :'D. This one time I woke up and convinced myself that Mike wasn't breathing and it was a whole thing.
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That feeling when your Mama stops to talk to someone on the street and it takes so long that you age 1 million years and grow a sick beard.