Crazy Sexy Magic with Elsie Gilmore

I have a confession to make elsiegilmore.substack.com

My high school science teacher recently passed away, and it reminded me of something weird I used to do in high school. First, my science teacher - Mrs. Raiford - was an amazing woman. She was very strict but also extremely fair. She was a teacher I highly respected, and I know other students did, too. On top of being a great teacher, she had adopted two young children - sisters - who came from a challenging family situation.

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Since the beginning of the military action (and now genocide) against Gaza, there are a handful of my Facebook connections who comment on the posts I make about it in an attempt to discredit what Iā€™m saying. With great humor, I will tell you all that I do not go on their Facebook pages to give them shit on their posts about it (many of which are blatantly false).

What is a Gold Digger? elsiegilmore.substack.com

Recently, I was thinking about the term “gold digger.” It almost always applies to women unless you've been with a man who's a narcissist. But I digress. A gold digger usually refers to a woman whose main objective in a relationship is to get and spend her partner’s money. Often, this is accomplished using her sexual prowess and physical appearance. This term is almost always used in a derogatory way. In a roundabout way, men have always been gold diggers.

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I am now a property owner for the second time in my life. The first was a dreamy little house in Sarasota, Florida, with a huge lawn. This is it with a new roof and the front screened porch I added. I never got around to doing much landscaping. Now, I own an empty little field that I've never even laid my eyes on other than in photos. It's a bit surreal, to be honest. Part of me cannot believe I did this! It was just such a good deal and in the absolute perfect location that I could not NOT buy it.

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I go through phases of being utterly obsessed with tea, and I'm in one now. Whenever I travel abroad, I almost always bring back fancy teas. In fact, I still have this adorable elephant container from Williamson Tea that I’m pretty sure I bought in Paris over a decade ago. I store new tea bags in it now. Their tea is from Kenya, thus the elephant. In falling down this tea rabbit hole, I learned that they still sell tea in these elephant containers. I’m resisting the urge to buy one with all my might.