Word of the day is ‘fanfaronade’ (19th century): to strut and swagger about as if you own the stage.

‘I discovered the affair when a text came in on my husband’s phone’

Yes

#dublin #dublinsunrise

Morning

BREAKING Irish Govt to move Grok to another parish.

We're not morning people, we admit, but ... wow.

Nollaig na mBan morning

If you have time to doom scroll, you have time to read books!

The best hugs are the ones where there is enough height distance between the huggers where the smol one can rest their head between big bear's shoulder and collarbone. People who are the same height hug each other like a pair of magnets.

As a society, we have become a bit better at discussing our mental health and living with mental illness, but we almost never talk about having to live with *someone else's* mental illness and how it can upturn the lives of everyone around them and how difficult it is with very little help available

Nollaig na mBan: 'Its modern revival is a celebration of female friendship and connection' jrnl.ie/6919674

Emma is dexters last hope after he’s ruined everything for himself - the author ruins a beautiful little life she’s made for herself, just to go and heal the broken cruel man he wants us all to root for. I hate it so much now, once you see the trope, it’s everywhere in media (and real life)

We are so conditioned by every medium possible to settle, placate and heal men. It’s unbelievable- there are a thousand instances already I can see in raising a boy and a girl that have shown me this “oh you know what boys are like” has been said more times than I can count, and he’s only 7 months

Nollaig na mBan shona daoibh.

Just finished David Nicolls ‘You Are Here’ and yet again, like ‘One Day’ it’s a story of a man meeting a brilliant & funny but not beautiful woman, making a connection with her, but doesn’t go after her her until he pursues the better looking women in his life & they reject him. Critically acclaimed

Nollaig na mBan morning

Nollaig na mBan shona daoibh! 👯🍸🎄

I have a thing for audio books. Just finished The Benefactors by Wendy Erskine. Can't tell you how much I enjoyed it. So real, unsettling, tender, awful, brilliant. They'll all be living in my brain and heart for a long time.

One of my favourite things everrrrrr is when someone describes me as 'too much' Like yes I am thank you for noticing x

A blessing from John O'Donohue ✨️

Thanks. Thanks, printer.

glorious

Sharing this again as i feel some of us really need it today.

Opening my January advent calendar. Instead of chocolate, it's an email from my job asking me to do things. Outlook. I'm opening Outlook.

I’ll see you that and raise you Bernadette Peters and the Muppets singing “Just One Person,” which would later be performed at Jim’s memorial service. youtu.be/Ipe14_yCL_g?...

In a last ditch attempt to avoid dating apps, does anyone have a spare bachelor in their circle of acquaintances or extended family? Just needs to be M 33-38, willing to relocate to Kerry, doesn't want kids, and owns a large, handsome stone building that stands well on rising ground named Pemberley

If you’ve got a playlist that actually means something—share. Not to flex. To connect. Music travels farther when we pass it hand-to-hand. Drop your playlist. Let someone else feel it.

the plural of milf is milves

Husband sent me these photos from the morning walk in our Mayo bog meadow (we have 10 acres that we're slowly rewilding). I'm ready to jump straight back on a train from Dublin! #Mayo #Home

I'm minding this rehomed young collie dog - his future career as yet unknown, but sheep trials were very definitely not for him. He crossed the stream at Derrynane strand in two magnificent skimming leaps yesterday.

Still going my own way, Fleetwood Mac. Please advise

telling my boss I can’t come back to work because I’ve discovered the joy of doing nothing

Once again failing to find sufficiently powerful thermal bras for this weather, and once again putting forward this prototype

Grace Kelly on location in Cannes during filming of To Catch a Thief (1955)

Yes.

I feel a great disturbance in the force, like a million Glenroe theme tunes playing at once.

Peeling back layers of personal and generational trauma and grieving with every cell of your being until you find a way to meet one another in dialogue is for the real grown ups.

You couldn't publish this today. You'd have to cloak it under several layers of metaphor.

Ask not for whom it circles back in January. It circles back for thee.

Literally a publication for eight-year olds 40 years ago

when he's in that holy spirit kind of mood 👄

“In the woods where snow is thick, bars of sunlight lay like pale fire.” (Catherine Mansfield) 🎨 Eyvind Earle #wintersky

Scorpio: That pattern you've been noticing is real and it's the key to understanding everything. Of course you'll need to gather a lot more data, so it's imperative that you neglect all relationships and responsibilities. You must focus on the pattern.

My whole life, advocating war has been fed to me as “the adult position,” akin to drinking your coffee black or reading the business section of the newspaper. Let’s be very clear — war is the childish nonsense of impulsive destructive idiots playing baby-brained video games with real human lives.

Two poems today for #smallpoemsunday A perfect Franz Wright 🖤 @tomsnarsky.bsky.social

That whistling sound you hear is all of the things I said I'd circle back to in January getting ready to crush me like Wile E Coyote.

I’m thinking about changing my entire life but I’ll get to it in February

This 🔥 Jane Kenyon #smallpoemsunday @tomsnarsky.bsky.social

glorious