In loving memory of the bonding experience with Livy (DD2) where we move 18 years worth of flotsam from her old bedroom to her new one across the hall (some of which was actual trash; “what era of your life is this trash even from?” “I don’t know” and of course she doesn’t because she’s… Read More Hoarder-ifical
“Caturday is basically where the spirit’s moved you so powerfully the only thing you can think of to do is demand that humanity worship you.” (Dolly seemed to be clinging to her bed with such ferocity last Saturday that it looked like she might be having a religious experience)
The moment you realize your once-dark hair kinda seems like it’s starting to say “fuck it.” Come on, guys. Keep it together. Not now.
Cheeky had a little catnip before playtime and the last face she makes here titled this video “That Friday night moment when your head flings back with rage and you scream at the couch, ‘Bitch, you did not just do that!’” I think we’ve all been there.
Things to be grateful for today: That my puffy eyes from allergies haven’t totally sealed themselves shut. I have the gift of sight. That I caught the drip of watery-snot before it hit my mouth when I bent over to retrieve my sunglasses from the street. That I didn’t step on said sunglasses and kill… Read More Making space (for pollen and grifters)