while shopping with my 16 yo I reached my hand toward a jar of pickles and exclaimed,”oh! And I’ll pick up some baby dickles”
The mortification is immediate and obvious. My daughter says,”well that is not what those are called!”
She pats my shoulder, saying “it’s okay mom, try not to think about it”

We recently lost my uncle. It was sudden, unexpected and the family has been plunged into sadness and shock. He was so super cool in really humble and incredible ways. I think the best way to honor him is to be a bit cooler and a bit more humble. I struggle to be cool though so if you have any tips?

Did anyone else watch the Futurama movie where the entire planet got scammed by those weirdo fetishist pink guys? I don’t know where Fry is with the time code but I sure hope someone is going to get us out of this…

I’m so tremendously neurotic that I can’t give people thumbs up without worrying that they too will interpret it as a passive aggressive statement. I wanted to appreciate someone’s antifa car stickers today but got so awkward I just smiled menacingly. Ughhh

Their faith lets them worship power while they’re offended by mercy. It’s not Christianity they’re practicing.

Today’s silly tangle reminded me of zinnias and warm summer days. It reminded me of hopeful colorful things springing up out of the mix of decay and inert medium. I want to grow hope.

What do you do when gifted alcohol markers for holiday gift season? Play.

Tomorrow is the shortest day of the year. I welcome back the light.

December is for warm blankets, cats, and mindfulness doodles.

I do not believe that joy comes only from being blissfully unaware of the ugliness of humanity and the brutality of life, but I think it comes instead for having great love for life and humanity despite these things.

December is exhausting