Angela G.
@elaelle.bsky.social
Teacher, Mom, dread hag living in a swamp and feeding off the souls of those who wander too close, crochet enthusiast
My phone has without warning deleted all 59 of my emotional support safari tabs.
I’ve had some of those tabs open for four years. I can’t remember what they were.
But I needed them.
This is a tragedy.
I’ve had some of those tabs open for four years. I can’t remember what they were.
But I needed them.
This is a tragedy.
February 28, 2026 at 1:02 AM
My phone has without warning deleted all 59 of my emotional support safari tabs.
I’ve had some of those tabs open for four years. I can’t remember what they were.
But I needed them.
This is a tragedy.
I’ve had some of those tabs open for four years. I can’t remember what they were.
But I needed them.
This is a tragedy.
A stunning portrait my daughter drew of me last year that is still relevant to this day.
Never has an illustration been more accurate. Truly I have been captured in crayon.
Never has an illustration been more accurate. Truly I have been captured in crayon.
February 26, 2026 at 6:41 PM
A stunning portrait my daughter drew of me last year that is still relevant to this day.
Never has an illustration been more accurate. Truly I have been captured in crayon.
Never has an illustration been more accurate. Truly I have been captured in crayon.
April 30, 2025 at 12:20 AM
Just bought myself #gouachepaint for the first time and I’m enjoying experimenting with it.
#gouache #paint #painting #art
#gouache #paint #painting #art
April 19, 2025 at 6:13 PM
Just bought myself #gouachepaint for the first time and I’m enjoying experimenting with it.
#gouache #paint #painting #art
#gouache #paint #painting #art
I don’t think anyone is fully prepared for how much of #parenthood is like living in a frat house.
One of my daughters is currently on the toilet doing her business while also eating a quesadilla.
One of my daughters is currently on the toilet doing her business while also eating a quesadilla.
February 17, 2025 at 8:24 PM
I don’t think anyone is fully prepared for how much of #parenthood is like living in a frat house.
One of my daughters is currently on the toilet doing her business while also eating a quesadilla.
One of my daughters is currently on the toilet doing her business while also eating a quesadilla.
February 12, 2025 at 2:58 PM
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February 5, 2025 at 5:02 PM
Today I discovered the most effective way to wake up your children is to startle them into compliance by you yourself waking up an hour late, rushing into their room with a toothbrush in your mouth and no pants on, shouting as toothpaste dribbles out of your mouth, “EVERYONE NEEDS TO GET DRESSED.”
February 4, 2025 at 1:47 PM
Today I discovered the most effective way to wake up your children is to startle them into compliance by you yourself waking up an hour late, rushing into their room with a toothbrush in your mouth and no pants on, shouting as toothpaste dribbles out of your mouth, “EVERYONE NEEDS TO GET DRESSED.”
The barrista wrote, “You’ve got this!” on my coffee cup this morning.
I said aloud, to the cup, “I’m not sure I do.”
I said aloud, to the cup, “I’m not sure I do.”
February 4, 2025 at 1:40 PM
The barrista wrote, “You’ve got this!” on my coffee cup this morning.
I said aloud, to the cup, “I’m not sure I do.”
I said aloud, to the cup, “I’m not sure I do.”
January 30, 2025 at 10:42 PM
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A fifth grade student asked me if we had color TV in the year 2000. I told her no.
January 28, 2025 at 12:16 AM
A fifth grade student asked me if we had color TV in the year 2000. I told her no.
January 28, 2025 at 12:14 AM
Small part of a larger #painting, #watercolor and ink.
January 26, 2025 at 8:41 PM
Small part of a larger #painting, #watercolor and ink.
January 25, 2025 at 9:24 PM
January 24, 2025 at 10:41 PM
Today I’m remembering in 5th grade when Kianna told me I was her homie and I responded, “But we don’t live in the same house.”
January 23, 2025 at 9:41 PM
Today I’m remembering in 5th grade when Kianna told me I was her homie and I responded, “But we don’t live in the same house.”