

If it’s to be a celebration of life not in a church or funeral home, somber dress is less of a norm. I wore my mom’s favorite color (purple).
If it’s to be a celebration of life not in a church or funeral home, somber dress is less of a norm. I wore my mom’s favorite color (purple).
I’m very sorry for your loss.
Typical attire is dark clothes, little to no patterned fabric, suit or jacket if you have one, dress, slacks, dress shirt, cardigan if you need extra layers. Navy blue, charcoal grey, brown, black, colors like that. Nothing “loud”. Subdued jewelry. You’re not there to draw attention to yourself. You’re there to comfort the grieving, process your own grief, and remember good things about the departed.
That said, I have been to some funerals where the only clothes some ppl had were jeans and a shirt. Their demeanor was appropriate and respectful, and no one judged them.
Seems to be radius
I live next to protected wetlands and in a generally swampy area. Yes, there are clouds of insects.
I’m not a fan of spiders and dealing with cobwebs, but since moving here, I have declared a truce with them. We try not to keep any lights on near doors to minimize bugs getting into the house when we come and go. And UV sticky traps are very effective and always shock me with how many they can accrue overnight. We have a regular bug service coming too. Creepy crawlies are just part of life here.
The hvac control panel.
The furnace and ac units are both great, but the control panel will sometimes just, idk, dissociate. I can change settings and it displays them, but they don’t “take”. It won’t relay those changes to its bigger brethren. In order to snap it back to reality, I have to go out to the garage and flip the breaker because there’s no other way to power cycle it.
There are spiders in the garage. And they are prolific with their webs, especially where I need to walk to get to the breaker panel.
So when the hvac panel glitches, it’s a whole ordeal to fix it.
My mom and her calico would play tag. It started as peek-a-boo where she hid and the cat stalked her, but then kitty would run off and wanted to be stalked back. When either one was found, you had to go “boo!” with spooky claw fingers.
Yeah, chronically low. Technically just barely within normal, but too low to donate. I’ve got other things going on, and see my doc every 3-6 months (with labwork). I guess it’s just normal enough to not be fiddled with now yet still annoying.
I hear it frequently too and bp is low-normal. I can hear it when my ear is laying on a pillow, and I also hear my ear moving with the pulse against the fabric, not just hearing the pulse on its own. This will be in the middle of the night (i.e. no activity, low resting heartrate). But I can also sometimes hear it when I’m sitting upright. I hear it after doing cardio, which may be normal. The ear wiggling thing against the pillow irritates me tho because it keeps me awake and I prefer side sleeping.
The bird equivalent of footsie.
Also, we do this all the time. Are my honey and myself secretly magpies?
I have always called those escapeas
I’m bringing snacks!
I’ve had a few relatives with this mindset. My advice is try the comfortably now and find a little part time gig later to supplement income and provide activity.
I was not taught to cover my mouth but I married a mouth coverer. Am a convert now. But I don’t think I cover when I’m alone.
He asked for a thirteen but they drew a thirty-one.
The covert ops of gameboard warfare
This is one marketing rebranding I can get behind.
Friggin hot flashes
Also sometimes I get ideas for potentially solving random projects I have going or are toying with starting. I should get up and write that stuff down so I can clear my head to go back to sleep, but rather I tend to attempt to capitalize on the inspiration and keep fiddling with the idea until I forget what it was that was the original spark.
In fact asking dad to buy new headphones could be a way to transition into that conversation.
“Hey, dad, will you buy me these?”
“Um…why?”
“11 and 6 dad. I need them for 11 and 6. Y’all ain’t subtle.”
Many amine endings are like that for me. I’m hooked with fun action, adorable creatures, and badass robots, and then it just derails into endless monologuing.
But watching something when I’m not into it? Sometimes, just so I know what happened in the end. If I like some element of it enough, like the setting or one of the actors. Other times, a wiki plot synopsis will be enough to sate the curiosity. I’m getting better about not forcing myself to finish something I’m just not into.