Sara Farrell Baker

24/07/2024

Can’t wait to vote for the woman who made Brett Kavanaugh cry

23/07/2024

Okay so where are my arts and crafts girlies and guysies and non-binesies and what Kamala t-shirts are we making?

20/07/2024

🖖🏻

16/07/2024

You know what’s cool?

Thinking about an attempt to dirt an ex-president and realizing I literally do not care.

The past I don’t even know how many years have officially desensitized me to the point where there is an attempted assassination and I feel nothing about it.

Very cool. What a time to be alive. Gonna blow through a bunch of single-use plastic so I can cook this spinning rock faster and we can finally clock out of hell.

14/07/2024

Went camping all weekend with nary a bar of cell service

11/07/2024

If you have questions about tampon-alternatives, I’ve been using a menstrual disc for two years. I love it and I’ve even noticed my cramps have been less painful when I use one. That last bit is anecdotal but that has been my experience.

I will say, there’s a slight learning curve. During my first or second period using a disc, I had an “incident” that had me and my family booking it early out of a huge family birthday party in a restaurant and me sitting on a folded up hoodie for the drive home. I learned some very fun lessons that day and my extended family learned way too much about blood volume.

10/07/2024

Gwyneth Paltrow’s houseguest had “catastrophic diarrhea” in bed and blamed it on Ozempic, so now seems like as good a time as any to remind you that there are worse things than being fat.

Luxuriate in those clean sheets, my lil bb weirdos 💜

04/07/2024

Crawling back into my emotional support blanket fort, thank you.

28/06/2024

I skipped the debate last night and I’m still getting a stomach ache from all of you.

It’s not too late to drop out, dude. We won’t be mad, I promise!

ETA: yes, Trump was awful last night, and was equal parts deteriorating and a liar. But republicans don’t care. They’ve been jazzed about voting for his decrepit, bigoted, idiot ass since the escalator.

Of course another Trump term would be disastrous, which is why people are calling on Biden to drop out. He should have done it a long time ago.

We’re already living with a court that Trump stacked and the consequences of that is literally killing people. Losing this next election doesn’t mean just losing the White House- it’s going to trickle down ballot and we will deal with the fallout for who knows how long. We can’t afford a loss, and while that isn’t guaranteed, it continues to be too close to not give me indigestion. On paper, Biden has been a great president. Unfortunately, that does not make him a strong candidate.

Don’t elect the oldest man ever and then get mad that people are pointing out that the old man is being old.

24/06/2024

Soooooo, my sister is having a great day

24/06/2024

This is the energy we are greeting every day with

24/06/2024

We’re at the pool and after witnessing multiple parents trying to rub sunscreen onto a screaming kid’s face, thought I’d pass on my holy grail.

It’s not sold in the US, but you can get it online. It goes on like nothing. Super easy and I use it on my face year-round. Then in summer, I share it with my kids for their faces. Easy peasy.

Tell those UV rays to kick rocks

22/06/2024

Saying this about every minor inconvenience from now on

22/06/2024

Adult ADHD is finally gathering the four purses that have been floating around my house for the last year so I can clean them all out, stock one, and put away the others.

Then being almost done and getting stuck in ADHD paralysis for the last ~15 minutes.

There was a huge pile of stuff that I either tossed or put away. I’m so close to being done.

And I couldn’t decide on the next thing to do.

Put my wallet away? I have to track down my other wallet because this is the small one I bought for a vacation we took in November. It was supposed to just be for travel and is great because it fits my essential cards, my ID, and some cash. But I’ve been slowly migrating things from the big wallet into the small one because I haven’t transitioned back yet.

So before I can put the small wallet away, should I go get the one thing I keep meaning to move from the big wallet into the small one? Do I move everything out of the small wallet and back into the big one?

The big one doesn’t fit very well into the purse I’ve started stocking. So should I move everything into a bigger purse?

Maybe I need to buy a medium wallet and then put the big wallet in with the purses I’m not using and put the small wallet in with the travel items? Target doesn’t have any I like. Maybe Amazon?

I don’t chew Juicy Fruit gum. It’s leftover from that trip in November because my kids chew it on planes to keep their ears from popping. There’s four sticks left in there. Do I throw it out? If I end up putting the small wallet in with the travel stuff, should I put it in there, too? It might go bad before we need to fly again, and we don’t have any trips coming up. But sometimes we take last-minute vacations so maybe just in case? No, I can just buy more gum later. But what if I forget? That four sticks is the exact amount we need for takeoff and landing, so that’s super convenient to have on-hand.

I’m getting distracted.

Okay.

So maybe I *should* buy a medium wallet that fits in my purse and put the big wallet away and the small wallet with my travel stuff.

Still not seeing anything on Amazon. Etsy? Too many cute things. Can’t decide. And by the time it gets here, it might wind up sitting on my desk for a month before I remember to put my stuff in it.

So big wallet and use a bigger purse, right? My big one doesn’t have a long strap, just a short one. Yuck. Maybe new bag? Maybe throw everything in my backpack and eventually get that so full of stuff that I can never find anything and also develop chronic back pain?

I’m so close. SOOOOO CLOSE.

21/06/2024

Never forget, lil chickies!

20/06/2024

This is gonna be my retirement plan, though

20/06/2024

Is anyone else freaking obsessed with Chappel Roan?

18/06/2024

Getting a sports bra on in the summer should close the rings on my Apple Watch.

14/06/2024

I don’t even believe in this ish but
SIGN🥳ME🥳UP🥳

He thinks I mock the rapture because I need more time 😂

13/06/2024

So, I know staying out of the sun is great and is definitely best practices for skincare.

But damn it’s jarring setting up my chair at the pool and realizing my skin is practically reflective at this point. My sincere apologies to anyone I blinded today.

12/06/2024

“Alexa, activate loop mode.”

11/06/2024

Pause for a moment of radical self-love.

I was in the fourth grade the first time I remember hating my body. My stomach was chubby. Looking back, mine was a very normal body for a child. But it was ThE nIneTiEs and even 10-year-olds felt enormous pressure to be skinny.

I remember the color and texture and little fastening of the headband I stepped into and pulled up my legs, over my butt, and around my waist, hoping to cinch it in like a corset. I remember the weight of the disappointment when I saw that the headband bisected my tummy instead of hiding it. The immediate feeling of hopelessness. I remember taking smaller portions at dinner and the very beginning of a pattern of disordered eating that ruled my life for twenty-five years.

Three and a half years into eating disorder recovery, there’s a lot I don’t like about my body. I’m more comfortable in it as a whole than I’ve ever been since that day in fourth grade, but comfort doesn’t equal love. Love is something I’m still working on.

I’ve been going through a rough patch with feelings towards one of my body parts and my frustration with how it looks and feels. I’ve felt resentful of how triggering this one part is for me. I hate it. And I hate that, with where I am in my recovery, I can’t diet to change it. Even though I know that diets do not work and you can’t target a specific area for weight loss, I still have this nagging desire to throw away all of the work I’ve done to heal myself.

So this morning, I’m incredibly grateful for something that occurred to me while I was getting ready.

I fcking love my breasts.

They’re full. They’re mostly perky. They’re not big enough to break my back and they feel sufficiently supported in a soft bralette. I can live a life free of underwire. They look great in most clothes. They look great in no clothes.

To me, they’re a ten. I send pictures of them to Adam whether he’s out of the house or just in the next room because I know he feels the same way.

It felt really good to have a moment of love and appreciation for a part of my body without it being an exercise in body acceptance. It was just me, catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror and thinking to myself, “damn.”

05/06/2024

Nobody:

Me: 🎶 ‘cAuSe I’m A sInGeR🎶

04/06/2024

Shout out to all the parents having stress dreams about IEP meetings during the eleventh hour of the school year.

I don’t have anything funny or uplifting to say, just that I know no one has a meeting now if things are going well and I’m sorry they aren’t.

31/05/2024

But seriously, why are they like that?

30/05/2024

“Alexa, play Party in the USA by Miley Cyrus.”

I got 34 reasons to do a lil dance

29/05/2024

No rice pilaf on my watch

28/05/2024

I would like a representative from The Guys to explain why y’all don’t wash your butts.

28/05/2024

I’m draggin this morning. As I am every morning.

25/05/2024

I was on the phone with one of my best friends and she asked if we could FaceTime real quick. She was out shopping and wanted to know if she looked cute.

The SQUEAL that came out of me when I saw her. She looked hot and I knew it was an outfit outside of her usual comfort zone. Truly, I was so freaking stoked for her because I know firsthand what a journey it is to be comfortable enough in your body that you feel cute in dressing room lighting.

“Are you sure? I feel cute but I’m not sure.”

Um. Excuse me.

Why the hell would you feel good about yourself and then ask someone to talk you out of it?

I’ve been turning this one over in my brain because I know a lot of us are prone to it. But the absurdity of it hit me hard in that moment.

I’m three years into hard, intensive work on feeling not just comfortable in my body, but joyous. It’s something to never thought was possible. If I’m being honest, at my darkest, I didn’t want it. If I accepted or tolerated or —god forbid— loved my body, that would mean I had failed at making it smaller and would live in that failure forever. So much of my life was spent feeling like my body was a prison and it felt impossible to see it as anything different.

The best work my therapist ever had me do was tell me to find clothes that I felt good in. Not clothes that hid my body. Not clothes that I would throw on without thinking. Not clothes that I felt like my bigger body deserved to be punished with. And not clothes that I thought other people would want me to wear.

It took time, but I eventually figured out how to dress my body. I found clothes that are comfortable. Clothes that I feel good putting on. Clothes that I feel like hot s**t in. I don’t put them on for anyone else, thought I do feel great when I get a butt slap from my husband or a friend tells me she loves my outfit. I don’t dress for them, though.

I dress for me.

We have been socialized to believe our bodies are a consumable good and that our value comes from how others view us. The biggest lie we’ve been fed is that anyone’s opinion of us holds more weight than our own. Confidence is something we build, not something we are gifted.

You do not need permission to feel good about yourself. You do not need permission to feel like hot s**t because you are hot s**t.

The next time you feel cute, please believe yourself.