Looking around at all the AI-generated responses on posts🤔👀 … This place is giving me some serious uncanny valley. AI posts with AI responses. So you just plug the post into like chatgpt or something and then ask it to reword it or respond? That’s what you all are doing?

I’m behind the curve. I know, I know. I’m catching up fast though! Ha!

I’ve tried all the reasonable avenues of search, now I’m just hoping to get lucky with someone reading this who knows something.

I am trying to find the name of a female photographer who took pictures of the Sawtooth Mountain Range in the 1970s. I am looking for a picture she took in August of 1974 near Atlanta, Idaho. It may have been near the Powerplant Trailhead. Or somewhere along the Middlefork

🙊 Oops. I guess that’s better than missing a slice 😬 But seriously, how did I manage that? 😆 #husbandwifelife

Hard work is so damn attractive and there is no one that works harder. Ugh. I’m obsessed with this man. #hardwork #hardworkingman #husbandgoals

This summer we have plans to visit at least 20 lakes in the Sawtooth Mountain Range. We are on a mission to see every single lake —-Is that possible? We are going to try! This Summer we are going to turn it up. My husband is the navigation strategist. Me? I like to just start

I don’t know about sympathy but attraction, yes. My husband doesn’t need me for anything and that’s attractive as hell.

Challenge: Decrease your husband’s stress by: 1: Own your own happiness, 2: And when those difficult discussions do need to be had- 3: The focus will be SOLUTIONS and NOT BLAME 4: And Wives I swear to you, you will benefit from this more than your husband. (3/3)

I decrease his stress by being responsible for my own happiness. My happiness and satisfaction with life are a measure of success in his. He is out there slaying dragons for me every single day. Blaming him for my unhappiness is like a knife in his heart. (2/3)

Bonus Step: Step 8: Marry a woman who decreases your stress, not adds. Here is the number one way I do this: 👇🏼(1/3)

Sometimes the reason is I’m an asshole. 😎. Sometimes your reason is you’re an asshole. But it’s only the people who can’t own or see that part of themselves that scare me.

This guy gets it.

💪🏆🔥 Wednesday! Coasting into the weekend is a mediocrity trap, no more “hump day” it’s #workharderwednesday

But there’s a line there… the goal isn’t to not fit in with society at all—— that takes away a different kind of freedom.

Roadblocks trigger my “Hey! Don’t try to control me!” response. Sometimes that has me figuring out amazing strategies to get what I want🔥💪 Sometime it means I think the dirty dishes are trying to control me 🫢😬😆

These lies end up broken promises I made to myself. And if I can’t count on myself???? So, How about you? What are the lies you tell Yourself? (6/6) #brokenpromises #accountability

I will never change until I quit lying to myself and admit to myself who I really am. I’m posting these lies here, to stare back at me, and show me the reflection of who I really am. (5/6) #truthtuesday #liesItellMyself #accountability

Big Fat Lies I tell myself—- “I will remember I put it there” “I’ll put this here so I don’t lose it.” “I’ll remember to do this tomorrow.” “This is so important that I definitely won’t forget it.” (4/6) #liesItellMyself #bigfatliar #brokenpromises