I am a mother and wife. I have an amazing and energetic daughter, and an exceptionally curious son . I'm an Egalitarian, a Libertarian, and an Intactivist. I love gardening, biology, and photography. I am by no means a professional at anything I do. I use everyday as a learning experience, and love sharing that wisdom with the world.

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Martin Freeman | Who Do You Think You Are?

#eternal crying

Reblogging because of this from a recent interview Martin gave:

His parents divorced when he was 1 and he lived mostly with his father, a naval officer, until his sudden death from a heart attack when Freeman was 10. “At the time, I probably tried to brush my dad’s death under the carpet. I didn’t want people to feel sorry for me. I was small, I was pretty sickly and asthmatic; people already went ‘little Martin’. But when I was 17 or 18, I realized that losing a parent is a big deal. It was devastating in a way that I was unable to acknowledge at the time.” His eyes tear up. “Sometimes I wonder if I heard his voice now, would it be the same as it is my memory?




this one goes out to you, amanda

Thursday, April 17, 2014



Rhinoceros beetle hitching a ride in Costa Rica. These harmless beetles reach the size of 6.75 inches (170 mm) in length

I want one to be my friend


I want to cry just looking at it. I don’t care if it’s harmless. haha
It can go do it’s own thing, and I’ll just stay away. 




Rhinoceros beetle hitching a ride in Costa Rica. These harmless beetles reach the size of 6.75 inches (170 mm) in length

I want one to be my friend


I want to cry just looking at it. I don’t care if it’s harmless. haha

It can go do it’s own thing, and I’ll just stay away. 




Simultaneously the worst and best movie ever made

Actually one of my teachers watched every single version of Romeo and Juliet with the original text in front of him to prove that this was the worst version, but to his great dismay its the most accurate film adaptation of it, with the lines closest to the original text and most similar stage direction and relayed emotions.

He proceeded to show it to us in class.

Our teacher simply referred to this film as the “ghetto-fabulous” Romeo and Juliet

I have read Romeo and Juliet 3 times, and sadly, second commenter is right. 
This was the best version to watch in school, though. haha








Students Fed Up With Michelle Obama’s School Lunch Overhaul — Menu-Item Snapshots Spell Out Why

Wow that is depressing. 

okay but is that michelle’s fault for pushing for healtheir lunches or is it school districts’ faults for cutting corner by cutting calories but not making lunch any healthier?

let’s look into it.

Yes, thank you. Because yes she is pushing for a healthier lunch, but the schools still value football over feeding their students, which means that instead of providing enough healthy food to keep their students from starving, they are cutting down the amount of food available to fit within the caloric requirements … while then taking the money they saved to re-sod the football field for the third year in a row. Maybe new uniforms.

thank you for adding that. i really really doubted michelle wanted this to happen.

i just give up. end humans 2015. this is so stupid.

Yeah I don’t think Michelle intended for this to happen cause most of that stuff doesn’t look MORE HEALTHY it just looks like they gave kids less of the unhealthy stuff. Though maybe showing people this will get things to change.

In my opinion there was nothing wrong with school lunches in the first place. If it ain’t broke don’t fix it.


Typically sight on the way home in Jensen Beach


Typically sight on the way home in Jensen Beach

My sister can get a ride over here to come get some money, but on the day of our dead father’s birthday can’t get a ride over here, but still managed to make it all the way to Tampa (which is several hours away from us). 

I normally wouldn’t be mad, but SHE was the one that was trying to make plans. She said, “Let’s drink some beer and eat a pie for his birthday.” I couldn’t go pick her up. My car is broken down. Well, last night around 9p she sends me a message, “I really wish I could’ve been there with you.” Whatever, no you don’t. If you wanted to be here you would’ve been here. 

Wednesday, April 16, 2014




anon or not.


Legs get into some trouble tonight. Ha.


A white girl wore a bindi at Coachella. And, then my social media feeds went berserk. Hashtagging the term “cultural appropriation” follows the outrage and seems to justify it at the same time. Except that it doesn’t.

Cultural appropriation is the adoption of a specific part of one culture by another cultural group. As I (an Indian) sit here, eating my sushi dinner (Japanese) and drinking tea (Chinese), wearing denim jeans (American), and overhearing Brahm’s Lullaby (German) from the baby’s room, I can’t help but think what’s the big deal?

The big deal with cultural appropriation is when the new adoption is void of the significance that it was supposed to have — it strips the religious, historical and cultural context of something and makes it mass-marketable. That’s pretty offensive. The truth is, I wouldn’t be on this side of the debate if we were talking about Native American headdresses, or tattoos of Polynesian tribal iconography, Chinese characters or Celtic bands.

Why shouldn’t the bindi warrant the same kind of response as the other cultural symbols I’ve listed, you ask? Because most South Asians won’t be able to tell you the religious significance of a bindi. Of my informal survey of 50 Hindu women, not one could accurately explain it’s history, religious or spiritual significance. I had to Google it myself, and I’ve been wearing one since before I could walk.

We can’t accuse non-Hindus of turning the bindi into a fashion accessory with little religious meaning because, well, we’ve already done that. We did it long before Vanessa Hudgens in Coachella 2014, long before Selena Gomez at the MTV Awards in 2013, and even before Gwen Stefani in the mid-90s.

Indian statesman Rajan Zed justifies the opposing view as he explains, “[The bindi] is an auspicious religious and spiritual symbol… It is not meant to be thrown around loosely for seductive effects or as a fashion accessory…” If us Indians had preserved the sanctity and holiness of the bindi, Zed’s argument for cultural appropriation would have been airtight. But, the reality is, we haven’t.

The 5,000 year old tradition of adorning my forehead with kumkum just doesn’t seem to align with the current bindi collection in my dresser — the 10-pack, crystal-encrusted, multi-colored stick-on bindis that have been designed to perfectly compliment my outfit. I didn’t happen to pick up these modern-day bindis at a hyper-hipster spot near my new home in California. No. This lot was brought from the motherland itself.

And, that’s just it. Culture evolves. Indians appreciated the beauty of a bindi and brought it into the world of fashion several decades ago. The single red dot that once was, transformed into a multitude of colors and shapes embellished with all the glitz and glamor that is inherent in Bollywood. I don’t recall an uproar when Indian actress Madhuri Dixit’s bindi was no longer a traditional one. Hindus accepted the evolution of this cultural symbol then. And, as the bindi makes it’s way to the foreheads of non-South Asians, we should accept — even celebrate — the continued evolution of this cultural symbol. Not only has it managed to transcend religion and class in a sea of one-billion brown faces, it will now adorn the faces of many more races. And that’s nothing short of amazing.

So, you won’t find this Hindu posting a flaming tweet accusing a white girl of #culturalappropriation. I will say that I’m glad you find this aspect of my culture beautiful. I do too.


Why a Bindi Is NOT an Example of Culture Appropriation 

by Anjali Joshi

(via breannekiele)

I know that this is just ONE woman’s testimonial, and she can’t speak for all Indians, but I found it interesting and enlightening. 





umm excuse me avatar I see a little more than four elements 


yes hello I am the last barium bender


I’m crying brb

I was trying to tell Amelia that her Papa (redacted) has a birthday today. 
"Me go get a present?"
"No baby he’s dead."
"Aw, no. My daddy’s dead!"
"No. My daddy’s dead."
"You daddy’s not dead. My daddy’s dead."
haha. I’m sorry. I don’t know why it was so funny.

Anyway. I’m going to have to figure something out. Amelia will NOT listen to me or my husband anymore. I don’t understand what’s going on with her. I don’t spend a lot of time barking at her. She’s got a great deal of freedom, much much more than I had as a child, but there are some things that just aren’t optional. Like running outside without a grown up, or eating food in the bedrooms or on the sofa (fire ants) and various other things that go on in the spur of the moment. 

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