this is my 20th weekly retro, and i've not missed a week. it's but one more streak along with my not having missed my meds. every morning i wake up at 8, take my thyroid hormone, feed pumagreg his "wet breakfast" and then go back to sleep. today, i'm starting a new streak of _not_ going back to sleep - to see if it gets me in bed earlier and rotting less in the morning.
read more »in the early spring months of 2020, i half-jokingly started tweeting about my goal of becoming a "lifestyle blogger". it was impulsive, public, and - i think those who were around to witness my process - pretty funny performance art.
read more »i had a small, belated birthday gathering last night so, of course, so we split a cannoli at breakfast at 2pm and now i'm Ready To Blogâ„¢.
read more »this week i turned 40 and i was very excited to hit that milestone so PLEASE spare me the "there's nothing wrong about turning 40" because you're PROJECTING! and onto this beautiful, perfect creature:
read more »laws have become a gentlemen's agreement and we are no longer ruled by gentlemen - that's how i'd explain the last week at a higher level with what's going on in america and even on the streets of my own community.
read more »andy was craving an arnold palmer (half lemonade, half ice tea, half pro golfer) today, but the ones in the grocery store have way more sugar than we like to consume in a drink, so i decided to make some at home.
read more »i was in target earlier this week looking for a couple of things for my home. i know that target has a reputation for being full of really annoying women, and it’s true – i am really annoying women. the reality, though, is that behind every actually annoying woman in target is an even more annoying college-age son who she’s trying to match the energy of so they get get the hell going without her taking on herself whatever adventure he is on. i salute the moms actually trying to get their crusty sons through life without falling into the ✱ndrew t✱te pipeline! 🫡
read more »andy and i picked some red onions over the weekend and i feel like we instantly leveled up as both tax-payers *and* adults with kitchens.
read more »when i was little, my grandma and i used to take the car service to coney island to ride the carousel. i loved my time with my grandma so much that i kept to myself the constant anxiety in my tummy as we rode in a stranger's car, encountered sketchy men on the boardwalk, and rode the horses in a circle over and over again in the hot and sticky air. i never told her i was scared or that my tummy hurt, because i didn't want her to stop spending time with me. as far as i was concerned back then, my grandma was all that i had.
read more »in my last blog i booked a hair appointment and i've since had that hair appointment.
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