Pics of George and I during his full-service snuggle sessions complete with hug, tender paw to face AND nose, with capstone experience to include rolling over on my lap, gazing into my eyes, and listening to me talk about my shit. (from 9/2018) *** I turned 50 years old on October 1, 2018. I’ve… Read More Finding home
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.
I just watched a video from my Instagram “posts you might like” which was four minutes of some blue eyed, 30 year old lifestyle hustler detailing the necessity of dermaplaning every six weeks with spot touchups done at home with special razors to prevent you from the scandal of baby fine facial hairs you can’t… Read More Hustling
I just bought some “miracle” hemp extract from the lady at Dancing Cranes who I hit it off with over lunch (hit it off=she complimented me on how young I look) and after handing her the cash, I asked how much to use and she responded “here, let me show you”, taking out her nearly-empty… Read More Excess