Wanted to mention that although we did not watch football, I did make us my old favorite 7 layer dip for game day while we laid around and watched rock climbing instead.
I was rooting against the Pats, even though we watched none of it (not even Bad Bunny), only because the last year I lived in Boston in 2004 the Patriots won and people tore up the city so hard flipping cars and setting fires that one person got killed. Nowadays, Boston closes streets and parking 3 days before game day and won't allow people into bars after halftime, to avoid the rioting they used to engage in. Sore winners! I was not impressed. Lots of good things about that city, but I hated that part. I'm glad the Seagulls won. (Sorry but what is a "Seahawk"? A fictional animal?)
I am still living on mostly saltines, and a little fruit. I took it very easy today. I shipped an order. Sewed Josh's sweater. Treated Avi for fleas (winter has been too mild - I saw a mosquito at the park last week.) Sat and soaked up some sun. Watched a beautiful sunset. Not much else. That is okay.
I'm feeling super weird today. My favorite author messaged me on instagram, the day his first novel dropped? AND I messaged Finley, AND I've been texting with my therapist, about the Schopenhauer psychotherapy book I'm reading, which just feels... salacious. (I told my husband. Which makes it all feel even weirder lol.)
I'm in love with all the wide universe and every tiny blade of grass, rn.
I was rooting against the Pats, even though we watched none of it (not even Bad Bunny), only because the last year I lived in Boston in 2004 the Patriots won and people tore up the city so hard flipping cars and setting fires that one person got killed. Nowadays, Boston closes streets and parking 3 days before game day and won't allow people into bars after halftime, to avoid the rioting they used to engage in. Sore winners! I was not impressed. Lots of good things about that city, but I hated that part. I'm glad the Seagulls won. (Sorry but what is a "Seahawk"? A fictional animal?)
I am still living on mostly saltines, and a little fruit. I took it very easy today. I shipped an order. Sewed Josh's sweater. Treated Avi for fleas (winter has been too mild - I saw a mosquito at the park last week.) Sat and soaked up some sun. Watched a beautiful sunset. Not much else. That is okay.
I'm feeling super weird today. My favorite author messaged me on instagram, the day his first novel dropped? AND I messaged Finley, AND I've been texting with my therapist, about the Schopenhauer psychotherapy book I'm reading, which just feels... salacious. (I told my husband. Which makes it all feel even weirder lol.)
I'm in love with all the wide universe and every tiny blade of grass, rn.