supercalifragopossum
504alm.bsky.social
supercalifragopossum
@504alm.bsky.social
I don’t want to do this again. Any of it.

Georgia native. 28-year NOLA transplant. Liberal as hell. Mom of one. Wife of one. Saints lover. Politics junkie. Reader of books. Baker and cooker of things.
Rewatching Treme. I think it got a lot of shit right. Disaster capitalism. And living here. I had partially blocked/chosen to forget what a horror show it was living here “after.” The suicides in particular.
December 6, 2025 at 5:53 AM
I bought a duvet cover for my comforter and putting it on has almost broken me. AMA.
December 6, 2025 at 4:16 AM
This has been such a shit year. I hope 2026 will be better for all of us. But I have my doubts.
November 26, 2025 at 6:08 AM
My mother has made it clear through passive-aggressiveness that she will not forgive me until I forgive the woman who has emotionally tortured me my entire life , AKA my sister.
November 26, 2025 at 6:00 AM
Please do not let the final score today be 28-3 Atlanta. Thank you in advance, football gods.
November 23, 2025 at 7:05 PM
My mom has given up on me. Because I won’t allow her beloved fucking crazy eldest daughter in my life anymore. Aka my sister. Mom tells me constantly not to bring up my sister and then she does. She’s started the “I hope you’ll reconcile with your sister before I die” shit.
November 23, 2025 at 7:57 AM
I have a friend of 30 years. Or had a friend. About once a year, he tells me what a horrific person I am and why he can no longer be friends with me. And I kick myself repeatedly until I feel even lower. And something clicked this time to cause me to say fuck that.
November 23, 2025 at 7:26 AM
One thing about growing up in the south is that you just instinctively stomp a cockroach when it surprise scurries under your feet. Even while you are in the bathroom, mid-pee. STOMP.

One of the most annoying things is people thinking you’re filthy when you have to do so.
November 22, 2025 at 7:44 AM
12 weeks. And am slowly coming into my “me” era. Having energy back to make it solely “my” house—rearranging, etc., is helping. Therapy is as well. Might have all of my issues resolved around 2040. I give myself a mental gold star every week for still pushing through.
November 22, 2025 at 7:32 AM
Why can it not rain and no longer be 80 degrees? I want fall, dammit. Although I hear we’re getting another Arctic blast after Thanksgiving. Brrr. How about something in the middle?
November 19, 2025 at 1:04 AM
It’s not funny, but this paragraph made me snort. We are now ruled by immature frat boys.
November 18, 2025 at 5:46 PM
My husband and I share an Amazon account. I can’t tell you how badly I want to put trashy lingerie in the cart just so he’ll see it. But alas, my daughter would, too. #petty
November 17, 2025 at 5:26 AM
All Her Fault. So incredibly relatable as a working mother (although without the nanny). And Jesus God—so relatable as a parent’s worst nightmare.
November 16, 2025 at 4:55 AM
My song that always made me feel closest to my dad was “You Were Always on My Mind” by Willie. Willie was our one true shared love, other than good music in general. My dad will always get credit for my love of music.
November 14, 2025 at 4:49 AM
I have lost my sister, my husband, and one of my closest friends in 2025. They have just all told me how awful I am. They’re still all alive. I’m just slowly learning to find peace in myself and to let them go. Because I’m not awful. I’m just me. And I think I have a lot to give. So yay, therapy.
November 14, 2025 at 3:30 AM
I don’t know why, but I just remembered as a young child in the 70s that I had to wear corrective saddle oxfords from Buster Brown. 🤣 I think I was the opposite of pigeon-toed—I seem to think it was called splay-toed? I just remember I hated going to Buster Brown to get my “special shoes.”
November 13, 2025 at 5:35 AM
A New Orleans lab/Great Dane mix in cold weather.
November 11, 2025 at 4:19 AM
How are we the only team in the NFC South that won?
November 9, 2025 at 8:59 PM
We’re going to the Super Bowl! Lol.
November 9, 2025 at 8:27 PM
A flag not on us!
November 9, 2025 at 7:18 PM
I am having a heffe weisse bc at least the Falcons lost in Berlin.
November 9, 2025 at 6:45 PM
Remember when we used to have a football team that was good? That was fun.
November 9, 2025 at 6:37 PM
10 weeks alone today. Yay, me?
November 8, 2025 at 3:32 AM
I have a friend who was born and raised in NY and it has taken us years to get her to understand the nuances between the different connotations of bless your heart. And then one day it was like a bell went off and she got it. And it still cracks me up.
November 5, 2025 at 4:47 AM
I am constantly told that I’m stoic and I still haven’t figured out if that’s good or bad. I know what it means. I can come off as emotionally distant, I guess, but it’s bc I’m protecting myself.
November 3, 2025 at 5:04 AM