I'm trying to make feel what my expression does when I am projecting what Volans said and I don't think my eyes narrow. Maybe a little. I think if I did it at you you would know, dcp? But how it is different from my normal face I would be hard pressed to say. It's almost like blank and blanker

I'm trying to make feel what my expression does when I am projecting what Volans said and I don't think my eyes narrow. Maybe a little. I think if I did it at you you would know, dcp? But how it is different from my normal face I would be hard pressed to say. It's almost like blank and blanker

I think I know what this is, but I don't know how to describe it. My friend Maria does it. It is almost like she removes herself from her surroundings and is in another place, where she is not having this conversation. It is like the eyes that are the window of the soul become opaque.

I think narrowed eyes are more like they see you, they recognize what you're saying and they do NOT approve. The flat eyes strike me as having removed themselves from the whole situation. Either you're going on and on and you've passed your attention span or you're having (or trying to have) an out of body experience.

I just saw a MAGA dreidel (shin, hay, gimel, hay)

I'm trying to understand the letter change and what is supposed to mean in Hebrew now and failing. There's no meaning there. Maybe because I'm tired after a somewhat difficult day, but I have no idea what happened there or why.

Ooh. Time to haunt the bagel place, Jesse?

Sadly, they don't live close enough to me for that to be practical!

Calli the Gruffalo was one of ltc’s favorite at that age. It’s so much fun to read.

I am pretty certain that there is truly no meaning there, Shir

Marginally related, there's going to be (another) "Million MAGA March" anti-election event in DC on Saturday. yay

books for a soon-to-be 2 year old, please?

Elephant & Piggie (Mo Willems) are EXCELLENT read-aloud books.

Seconding the Elephant & Piggie rec.

We've had several Christmases with just the three of us in recent years. My brothers and I and our families haven't done the holidays together since our parents died, and we typically go to Oklahoma to see Dylan's people at Thanksgiving. But normally there are all the other trappings of the holiday--the late Christmas Eve Eucharist with ALL the carols and champagne and desserts at midnight (Episcopalians FTW!), me going to up the three different Messiah sing-alongs around town, etc.

So we've got existing traditions in place for Christmas Eve and morning--Christmas Eve is a specific homemade spaghetti sauce with garlic bread and hot Italian sausage that was traditional in Dylan's family, and then waffles for breakfast after we open our presents. I used to try to make a three-person simulacrum of my mom's Christmas dinner for dinner, but this year I'm not going to try. This is less to do with covid and more that it always feels like a bit of an afterthought after the spaghetti and waffles, and also I realized while talking to my therapist that while I love to cook SOMETIMES, it stresses me out to cook ALL the time, and that is perfectly OK. So we don't have an exact plan yet, but it will involve someone else cooking and may well be Chinese food to be eaten while watching WW84.