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Christina Uticone
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Girl detective. (She/her)
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I've been waiting ALL DAY for my friend Morgan's aurora photo. This is from last night in Fairbanks, Alaska.
The 11/11 aurora borealis in Fairbanks, Alaska: red, orange, yellow and green sheets of aurora are visible above snow-covered pine trees.
November 12, 2025 at 8:18 PM
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Still popping off at 5:30 am in St Cloud, MN, when Gavin took the dog for a walk.
Purple and red sheets of aurora borealis in the early morning sky in St. Cloud, MN.
November 12, 2025 at 2:57 PM
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Pretty sweet aurora borealis show at my best friend’s house in St. Cloud, MN.
Green and red aurora borealis over the Mississippi River. Lights are on in homes along the riverfront. Green aurora borealis over the Mississippi River. Lights are on in homes along the riverfront. Green and red aurora borealis over the Mississippi River. Lights are on in homes along the riverfront. Green and red aurora borealis over the Mississippi River. Lights are on in homes along the riverfront.
November 12, 2025 at 2:04 AM
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One of the silliest Sundays of my entire life. I’m the luckiest gal alive.
A can of Real Ale “Fresh Kicks” in an Astros beer koozie sitting on the arm of my couch with a lit-and-decorated Christmas tree in the background. One of those overpriced pre-lit Christmas trees from the Hallmark Channel, all decorated and shit. An assortment of Sunday Funday accessories: Bob Ross playing cards, birch syrup, a drinking glass filled with an assortment of colored pencils, a jar of Kiehl’s Midnight Recover Serum, a container of Clarins Dual Serum. Ridiculous assortment of Sunday shit. The Marcella Hazan Bolognese sauce after five hours on the stove. Incredible sheen and complete perfection for a hangover day.
November 10, 2025 at 6:08 AM
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My best friend Helen made me Panamanian-style hot sauce in a tiny jar!!!!
The tiniest jar you’ve ever seen, filled with a yellow pepper sauce my friend Helen made. It’s “Panamanian-style” and she’s a home economist not a cultural appropriator so I trust her and it’s delicious.
November 8, 2025 at 9:21 PM
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It’s time.
My artificial Christmas tree surrounded by cardboard cutouts of Jun Travolta, Betty White with a hot dog, Nic Cage, and Estelle Getty in Sophia Petrillo drag in the corner of my living room. A Hallmark Christmas movie plays on the television screen to the left,
November 8, 2025 at 9:08 PM
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It’s officially a theme.
Pool floating swans and flamingos make a penis shaped shadow on the pavers next to my pool.
November 8, 2025 at 8:22 PM
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If you’re wondering “are they still drawing penises?” — they are.
A spiral sketchbook page featuring a charcoal-drawn penis and balls with the caption “Short but sweet.”
November 8, 2025 at 6:23 PM
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Oh it’s a real one
A sketch pad with juvenile dick and balls sketches. “PENIS QUIZ” features prominently on the page as well as Our shop list tomorrow: vodka, bloody Mary mix, Jell-O shots 😂
November 8, 2025 at 5:28 AM
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Putting the “dirty” in dirty martinis.
A white ceramic pitcher, a handle of dripping springs vodka, a bottle of white vermouth and a jar of Soecs olives on my countertop.
November 8, 2025 at 3:08 AM
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A nice surprise.
Giant pink roses in bloom in a vase on a wooden kitchen table with a tray of produce (apples, lemons) visible in the background.
November 8, 2025 at 12:12 AM
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Nap time is over, lady.
A blurry close-up of my black lab Milo. He is standing on top of me in bed attempting to nap. His ears are pinned back and he’s growling at me. Another blurry pic of my black lab Milo. He’s lying on top of me in bed—i am under a yellow blanket—and he is pawing me to annoy me until I stand up.
November 7, 2025 at 10:02 PM
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PRETTY pleased with my Minnesota wild rice burger experiment. Heading to the freezer for a near-future Christina who will be too tired (okay, hungover) to cook.
Eight homemade wild rice burgers look patties on a baking tray covered in foil. Recipe loosely based on the Minnesota-famous Fitger’s wild rice burger, mine includes a mix of veggies blitzed with the food processor.
November 7, 2025 at 12:16 AM
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The asparagus farm is booming.
A dozen asparagus spears of various heights and thicknesses poke out of soil and mulch in my yard. A privacy fence and garden shed are visible in the background.
November 6, 2025 at 10:47 PM
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The Alaskans are coming! The Alaskans are coming!
My husband Josh is shirtless and hanging strings of white Christmas lights across the arches/interior entrances in our home. I’d love to describe this in more details but honestly there is A Lot Going On. Our overpriced artificial Christmas tree sits in the corner of our living room awaiting my begloved hands that will shape the faux branches. You can also see some of our TV (left) and a chair (right) with a “fuck the police” pillow visible.
November 5, 2025 at 11:56 PM
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Walking home from Halloween and Josh is like “hell yeah I kept candy for me” 😂
Josh has his hands open, palms splayed and filled with Halloween candy he hoarded and hid from children on Halloween.
November 1, 2025 at 1:40 AM
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“Christina, I’ll do an action shot for you!”
November 1, 2025 at 1:33 AM
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November 1, 2025 at 12:24 AM
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LFG!!!!!
November 1, 2025 at 12:10 AM
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Our Halloween tradition is to give out candy at our friends’ house while they take their kiddos around. They are Canadian so the World Series set up is 💯
An outdoor projector and screen for the World Series on a front lawn next to a 12 foot Halloween skeleton because my Canadian friends are hilarious.
October 31, 2025 at 11:34 PM
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It’s sweater weather.
My black lab Milo is wearing a gray sweater and is stretched out on my unmade bed. The sheets are tan and white flowers with tigers on them, plus a tan and white chevron patterned Chappy Wrap and a yellow and gray throw blanket.
October 30, 2025 at 11:54 AM
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He’s deaf as hell but can also somehow hear me pull the comforter off the bed from three rooms away.
My black lab milo is lying on top of my bed with just the plain white fitted and top sheets on it. Milo is very dark black with a white tuxedo front and his face is a little hard to see but his ears are perked up. You can see a wooden headboard in front of a window with blinds in the background, as well as a side table with a yellow reading lamp and white shade to the right of the headboard.
October 29, 2025 at 9:33 PM
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Look at this dreamboat.
My black lab Milo is lying in our unmade bed (white sheets, pink and white pillowcases) with his head resting on a white decorative throw pillow with embroidered fern leaves and green piping. An end table with a yellow reading lamp with a white shade, a paper towel, and a large blue Stanley water bottle on top is also visible in the background, along with a hanging plant.
October 29, 2025 at 11:48 AM
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Four excruciating years without you, Jenna. Time only sharpens this wound. We miss you so, so much.
The text of the poem "Miss you. Would like to talke a walk with you. by Gabrielle Calvocoressi: Do not care if you just arrive in your skeleton. Would love to take a walk with you. Miss you. Would love to make you shrimp saganaki. Like you used to make me when you were alive. Love to feed you. Sit over steaming bowls of pilaf. Little roasted tomatoes covered in pepper and nutmeg. Miss you. Would love to walk to the post office with you. Bring the ghost dog. We'll walk past the waterfall and you can tell me about the after. Wish you. Wish you would come back for a while. Don't even need to bring your skin sack. I'll know you. I know you will know me even though. I'm bigger now. Grayer. I'll show you my garden. I'd like to hop in the leaf pile you raked but if you want to jump in? I'll rake it for you. Miss you standing looking out at the river with your rake in your hand. Miss you in your puffy blue jacket. They're hip now. I can bring you a new one if you'll only come by. Know I told you it was okay to go. Know I told you it was okay to leave me. Why'd you believe me? You always believed me. Wish you would come back so we could talk about truth. Miss you. Wish you would walk through my door. Stare out from the mirror. Come through the pipes A picture of my beautful late friend Jenna. She has long, dark brown hair, sunglasses on her head, and a small smile on her face. She is sitting on a lawn surrounded by people, wearing a long-sleeved blue shirt and jeans.
October 28, 2025 at 2:48 PM
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My current obsession is homemade granola.
Homemade granola from the oven on a sheet pan with a silpat underneath. Oats, walnuts, chia seeds, salt, cinnamon, canola oil, maple syrup, frothed egg white, baked at 300 for about 50 minutes turning once or twice to toast evenly.
October 27, 2025 at 9:02 PM