Meet Tillie. 10 weeks old, 7 lbs. 100% trouble.

New Year’s Eve - ordered Chinese, fortune cookie said “Something wonderful is about to happen to you”.

22 days in: mother fell and broke 2 ribs, I got strep throat, my workplace is about to go on strike, and Trump is president.

I’m beginning to suspect my fortune cookie was wrong.

I was watching some kids walking around in shorts today. It felt so weird when just 3 days ago we had ankle deep snow on the ground! What a swing in temperatures.

Ok is it just me, or does anyone else think “Banksy” when they see “bsky”?

I stopped watching “news” channels when I realized the bulk of the programming was just hosts giving their opinions and bringing in guests to help them reinforce their opinions. That’s a talk show, not news.

Another weekend gone. Time to set my alarm again

“My body is a temple.” Yeah, mine is more like an old department store turned into a dollar store.