“My friend told me he and his wife refuse to budget even the tiniest amount to put money away in savings”. There, fixed it.

They sent me a dozen roses when my cat passed away. Completely unprompted; I just told them that I had to return an unopened package of kidney food because our cat had passed.

Both of my kids struggled at 5yo and into 6yo, but really took off with reading sometime around 6.5yo. They’re fine readers now.

Tater tots - pack them in a roasting pan, season with whatever you like and sprinkle w/shredded cheese (or parmesan), bake at 425F. Same thing for frozen breaded chicken - it can cook at same temp. Other veggies optional 😉

Or if you’re hyper local, “wista”

Northern California - San Rafael - when our out-of-state friend heard it said the first time, he thought we said “Center fell”

It was a running joke whenever my parents visited me in Oakland or Boston - “I guess we’re walking, he he”

I don’t know if it’s the food or not, but I’ve lived in a Midwest town, a rural area, and two large cities on opposite coasts, and the amount of walking that’s incorporated into daily life in a big city is astonishing to those who don’t live it.

I got into grad school (biology PhD) and then deferred a year. I worked as a lab tech. That year of learning what it was like to work 40 hrs a week in lab (vs. lab classes or part time intern) was super valuable.

That happens with retinal detachment. It can happen slowly or very quickly. Might want to get checked out

Yes and yes. My son had COVID at 7yo and I cared for him for 9 days while he was positive. I wore an N95 whenever I went in his room.

Greenworks

Almost anything on Hole’s Live Through This album; “Seventeen Years” by Ratitat (but only the first half!)

Or getting gloves on kids! The winter glove season is my least favorite part of parenting

1. Focused on industry since my 3rd year of PhD. Tried hard to ignore the not-so-subtle suggestions from advisors that it was the wrong path. 2. Applied for jobs that closely matched my skill set. 3. Willing to take a contract position to start to get my foot in the door.