Jenn Turner @jennwrites@mastodon.social

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No one tells you what buying deodorant for your first born daughter will be like, but there it is.

I land on an invisible solid in unscented, because I actually like smell of my daughter. Her sweat speaks to me on a biological, maybe even ancient level. Somewhere in her DNA something speaks to me, and when I smell her hair, her life flashes before my eyes. I don’t want her to cover up her scent. But more than that, I don’t want her to feel shame.

The alarms keep going on and off as I try to smell what will go under her armpits through several layers of plastics. Deodorant names are weird. Boho Berry, Powder Fresh, etc. etc. etc.

Everything about buying deodorant for my child already feels alarming. She’s eight, still a child in every way, but recently expressed disgust to me about her own body. She hates the way her sweat smells. But she loves to play.

I was just trying to buy a deodorant. Except every time I lifted up the plastic flap to select a deodorant, a tiny doorbell alarm went off. They don’t have that on the men’s side where I buy my usual, which smells of sunshine and freedom, I am told.

Do I know anyone who works at instagram? I've been locked out of a client's account for over a month now. 😭

I did not think I was going to survive that migraine.

One of my favorite art forms/most respected types of artists is the people who caption stock photos.

Have deadlines ever killed anyone

When you thought you had a handle on your anxiety and a week without your child brings new problems that you probably need to deal with soon

I was just staring out my window at not anything at all and suddenly locked eyes with a person across the street who was doing the same from their window and it made me jump.

Sorry world and/or universe including all humans through space and time

Time spent one on one with my kid > time spent with literally any one else

Can you be a lazy rebel tho

Mastodon feels to me like the drama teacher's class did during lunch period.

Looked at some cool art and ate a hotdog and no men bothered me today. Pretty cool day so far.