At The Grocery Store I Bought 2 Limes And A Lemon And The Checker Said To Me "two Limes And A Lemon...

at the grocery store i bought 2 limes and a lemon and the checker said to me "two limes and a lemon... Anything could happen"

This is the worst shit.

The worst thing in the entire world is when you’re sweeping a big pile of dirt into a dustpan and it leaves that little coke line of grit behind. No matter how you position your pan or your broom and no matter how many times you sweep over it your outcome cannot change. As immovable as fate. I hate it so

I just got an email back from a maternal step-grandson of Miss Appleton. Y'all. Huge.

First up: He sadly does not have much in ways of concrete info, leads, so on. But what he shared was enough for me to confidently and 100% assert who this woman was, where she was, and so on. Mystery solved on that front--Blanche worked with SCAP during the occupation as an economic advisor.

Second up: He did mention some incredibly neat apocrypha/family lore. Apparently Blink--as she was called by friends--was rumored to be very well-connected; however, this specifically is believed to be attributed to the position of her husband.

I'm gonna start hounding down that particular family tree ladder, but this was massively useful, if only because it lessens any chance of confusing anyone else for Blink.

Title: The Woman at the Well 

Artist: John Martin

Style: Romanticism

Genre: Illustration

This is fucking insane, everyone read it :P

I cannot fucking believe how much I'm losing my mind right now over soy sauce history. I'll tell all of you about it after I finish this essay because I need to un-distract myself enough to finish it but what the fuck? What the fuck is going on? I'm losing my fucking mind.

I looooooooooooooove her fur, it looks so floof.

Candy Darling photographed by Jack Mitchell in 1971 💌