First pen refill of the year, and I kinda think there’s more Visconti Sepia on my fingers than in the pen.

#FountainPenBadgeOfHonor

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RIP, Jimmy Carter. The U.S. has lost one of its finest people.

Today I put the receipt for my phone’s screen protector inside the phone’s case. The next time that thing breaks, I’ll know where it is!

And it’ll likely be a week out of warranty. That’s often my luck.

One thing definitely not on my Christmas bingo card was a Ghostbuster in full uniform with all equipment bell-ringing in front of Walmart. He said Krampus sittings are up.

Apparently I like my zombie movies funny, and my Santa movies violent.

It’s amazing how everyone can think you’re fine. Even you.

Today I move on from 47 to 48. I’m looking forward to when our nation does the same.

I just Lysol’d tf outta my office.

I have to decide on which two of these four inks to take with me for a month… suggestions of combinations welcome!

I filled my Sailor pen with Pilot ink as it rested on a box of Diamine samples. The universe might implode. Oops.

Journal catch-up continuing in hostile territory today. #JournalFearlessly

Spruce the Moose is going to help me catch up on my 5-yr journal. As painful as some events are, it’s still important to record how we get through them. First task: I placed my “I voted” sticker.

This is Chewie. He’s retired, no more smuggling runs, just fishing and riding in the car. While I work he watches the tennis courts next to the parking lot.

This was delicious. I can’t find Häagen-Dazs yogurt anymore, so this is so far the best alternative. Plus, peaches… so nice!

Cute stationery supplies and charged political opinions. Yep, that’s my journal!

I struggle with journaling. “What?!?” you say, “you belong to journaling clubs, have stickers galore, and you TEACH it!
How can you struggle?” Well I do. Sometimes emotions are too much to write about. I at least try to put a few relevant stickers on each page. Anything to trigger memories later.