Day 144 of 200: I Forgot

I woke up at 3:30 this morning from a dream about my 80-year-old aunt Eileen coming to tattoo club (not a real thing) to show off her new tattoo, which was a lower-back tattoo of a some sort of Northwoods fishing scene with the hands of god holding up a chocolate Minnesota shape with the name Dawn written on it in white chocolate.

It was then I realized I forgot to blog yesterday. I remembered thinking, okay, pick out a book to read and then blog. I picked out the book, How to Be Alone: If You Want To, and Even If You Don’t by Lane Moore, and then promptly went to bed.

So it goes. Of course I would miss a day during this shitty Holy Shit Week.

At least today after I do a bunch of work (because yes, Holy Shit Week extends into Saturday), I get to go to Sister #2’s house and make Christmas cookies. Or, really, I’ll probably watch her make Christmas cookies while cracking jokes, bitching about everything, and working on the Dorkmas hats.

I typed and deleted so much snark I’m kinda choking on it. I have not been my best self this week.

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2 Comments

  1. Deb 15.Dec.18 at 12:59 pm

    Thanks for keeping it real! I love reading your blog.

    Reply
    1. Jodi 16.Dec.18 at 3:35 pm

      Thank you, Deb. Reading that makes Holy Shit Week much better. I really appreciate it.

      Reply

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