Hi Darling Ones, Walter, my one true canine live, and I have been reunited and it feels so good. I missed his puppy butt and how he pounces on me whenever I walk into the kitchen because he’s sure I’m getting something to eat. I always share whatever I’m eating with him. Last night he had roughly 1/3 of my dinner. I’m a sucker for…
Hi Darling Ones, Due to poor sleep hygiene I am really very tired and thus do not have a lot to say that isn’t “I am really very tired.” However, since Sister #2, Ben & Walter are due to be here in just over 24 hours I wanted to make one last post before the invasion. I might write while they are here. I might…
Hi Darling Ones, Around My Own Private New Year, I decided I was gonna break some bad habits and start some better ones. As I mentioned before I’m a creature of habit and the more days of doing something string together the more my obsessive brain does not want to break the chain (Hello, 1847-day TimeHop streak. Nice to see you, 964-day Spanish lessons streak)….
Dear Darling Ones, I am frustrated. I’m nearly 50* and not only do I still get crushes on men, I still get all sad and stuff when those crushes start seeing women who are not me. It sucks. Isn’t this a stage of life I should have outgrown by now? Why does this keep happening and when will it all end? God, why does being…
So, Darling Ones, Do you remember back in January when I became a Tree Influencer? Me neither. January was eighty-six years ago and my memory isn’t as a sharp as it used to be. This is why I was startled when the young mail carrier knocked on my door today and when I opened it* she thrust a weird bag into my hand. “It says…
Hi Darling Ones, Today I wore a spaghetti-strapped shirt that did not cover my upper arms to pick up groceries. Despite what my inner monologue said from the moment I got up and chose to wear this shirt (again) to the time I got home with the groceries, nobody died. Not me. Not the people in the other cars who might have had to bear…
Dear Darling Ones, I’m a little blue today. This funk sprung out of nowhere and I even attempted to buy myself a plant to make me feel better and my inner voice said all petulant and cranky-like, I don’t want another plant. Let’s blame the funk on the weather. Things get moldy fast when it’s hot and humid. It’s been above 90º here in Minnesota…
Hello Darling Ones, Recently I made a joke on Twitter about how Paul Westerberg owns about 27% of my brain. His lyrics live in my synapses and they fire off without warning all the time. I realized to what extent this happens on Sunday when The Youths and I were shucking corn for dinner. As we were peeling back the husks to get to the…
Hello Darling Ones, Today, June 6th, is my birthday.* I am forty-nine years old. It is the last birthday of my forties. The first thing I did this morning when I woke up at ass o’clock in the morning was grab my phone to see what kind of greetings had flooded in while I was sleeping. Being that it was 5:37 a.m. there were none,…
Hi Darling Ones, Here’s a thing that I didn’t expect to happen: I like Soberish, the new Liz Phair record. A lot. Frankly, I’m kind of shocked by this development. The singles I’d heard off the new one didn’t do much for me, and I was disappointed by that “live” stream. So I did not expect much going into this, her first new record in…
