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26 May 2020 — The COVID Diaries: Staying Sane in a Time That’s Not
Dear Diary, I found a turd on my desk this morning. An actual poop. Just one tiny tootsie roll, all by itself, still fresh. Puppy sized. But there was no way for the puppy to get on my desk, and, also, he wasn’t in my room. Which means the turd just spontaneously materialized there. Or someone…
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These Are Our Consecutive Weeks of Unprotected Grinding
This isn’t a real post. This is a check-in because I haven’t written a real post. In brief, here’s what’s happening around our house: 1. I’m writing. All the words. All the time. Morning ‘til night. Weekdays and weekends. Just writing and writing and writing. More soon. 2. The dog ate Greg’s dental night guards…
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I’m Biased Against Fat People and I Just Found Out: Especially Awkward Since I AM One
WELL, THIS IS QUITE A SHOCK, FRIENDS. Especially given the size of my butt. And also my thighs. And also my belly. All of which are, objectively speaking, according to science, fat. To be clear, I’m not using the word “fat” in a derogatory sense here. I’m using it in a factual sense. I’m not…
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Sometimes I Think We’re Not That Weird. Then I Realize NOPE.
You know, sometimes I think we sort of have our crap together around here. Sometimes I think we’re Not That Weird. Or rather, if we’re weird, we’re weird like Everyone Else now. We have our quirks. We have our adorable dysfunctions. We try to love each other well, and we succeed and fail and succeed…
