Hello, Notre-Dame!

On the ground in Paris.

Woohoo! I'm on the plane. Good night. Sweet dreams.

There is at least one hot priest waiting to board this flight to Paris. The idea of sleeping wearing that collar seems particularly uncomfortable.

How many minutes? What do you mean the shuttle from the F gates to the A gates is closed for the night? This is not a sprinting body. 🥵 (I did make it, though.)

My travels to Paris have started with a flight delay at the gate to eject a passenger from the plane. Let the adventure begin!

I've been in the airport fifteen minutes and I already regret my shoe choice. Worse, this is one of the rare times I checked my suitcase, so there will be no take-backsies.

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It wasn't me.

Just rushed outside to pick one more plate of chrysanthemums (by solar lantern!) because it looks like we might be getting a storm-storm tonight.

It has just wildly occurred to me that the last time I was in Europe was.... brace yourselves... December 1998. What is time even?

Okay, I'm basically packed. I have to pack toiletries tomorrow & make a final.shoe committment, but should be otherwise good to go.

I still haven't packed anything yet but I now own an appropriate suitcase and jacket. And electrical socket converters. I also did the dishes, washed sheets & towels, and edged the lawn.

I completely forgot that when I had trouble falling asleep last night I got out of bed and finished a book. 2025 Book #50 The Kobe Hotel: Memoirs by Saitō Sanki a Japanese author most famous for his haiku. Translated by Masaya Saito Stories of civilian life from a hotel in WW2 Japan.

I completely forgot that when I had trouble falling asleep last night I got out of bed and finished a book. 2025 Book #50 The Kobe Hotel: Memoirs by Saitō Sanki a Japanese author most famous for his haiku. Translated by Masaya Saito Stories of civilian life from a hotel in WW2 Japan.

F*cked up calculating the rates I sent the client and then had to call my boss at 7pm on a Friday in order to clear things up and get sign-off to issue a correction. Not how I wanted the Friday before vacation to go but I did make things right before I left.

The problem with packing for 50-60° rainy weather is that I don't even actually remember what 50-60° or rain actually feels like after the last three months in Louisville.

Timeline cleans. This entire thread is delightful.

Leaving for Paris in 72 hours.

I'm feeling very hyper but I have a board committee meeting after work so one more conference call it is.

First white chrysanthemum opened! This actually smells much sweeter and much more similar to the tea I've been drinking than the yellow flowers.

I basically have a tiny chrysanthemum tea factory going at the moment.

This is my favorite thing on the internet rn. Follow the instructions!!

Reflecting on the fact that while I am very much still an introvert with social anxiety issues, I actually have made solid progress over the past five years at building better friendships and pushing through anxieties to socialize more often. Good job, me.

I just remembered that the answer to "Why has it been a decade since you ate dinner downtown on Market Street?" is parking. Parking & construction.

Current Status: Writing a five page novel about my cats for the cat sitter. Page 1: The Scene is Set Page 2: Introduction of Major & Minor Characters Pages 3-4: Plot: Monroe Coughing Up Hairballs and Puking on Everything. Marilyn Hiding. Page 5: Are you still there? Bribes.

I noticed Orion this morning when I woke up and I checked to see if my phone would take a picture. I had better luck with the dead bee I noticed later. The rest of my day was back to back conference calls and spreadsheets and stress. Tiny moments of pause & wonder carry me through the day.

dudes rock

After trying on a whole bunch of brown shoes last weekend... I went with navy. I'm being so boring and practical for this trip.

If you work for big corporate on a calendar-year calendar, Octobers are just the absolute worst.

Google's search results are, sadly, damaging lots of websites. What does #Google actually want? And is it what a human being would want? filmstories.co.uk/features/oka...

I really do not have time for something to be audibly gnawing the exterior and/or interior wall of my house this week.

It is kind of wild that my bank will let me mail myself an envelope stuffed with foreign cash.

When my parents visited last month, I moved my (extra firm) mattress to the attic and set up a guest bed with a cushier mattress for them in my bedroom. After they left, I decided to just leave it that way until after Paris, thinking my housesitter would probably also prefer a softer mattress.

9:30am. Homework finished. 💪

I almost forgot to post this absolutely cursed #Caturday pic.

I am leaving for Paris in 8 days. Today I have prepared for the trip by: trying on brown Adidas low profile sneakers at two stores and not buying any; looking at suitcases in two stores and not buying any; watching the second episode of Emily in Paris; taking a nap.

Recession in 3...2...1...

Me, having a totally normal Saturday morning.

Downtown admiring the fog.

My brain kindly woke me up before I had to carry two large metal chairs up a flight of stairs in my dream, but also woke me up at 5am on a Saturday.

Having not watched a MLB game in person since the 1990s, and knowing nothing about this postseason until I downloaded this bracket, I am firmly rooting for the Cubs to beat the Mittens.

Something, something, sportsball, I'm fairly certain. 😂

Louisville PSA

I was most excited about the book I read this week, but I also watched some movies: Insiang, Philippines, 1976 The Zone of Interest, UK, 2025 The Mission, UK, 1986 Woman of Fire, S. Korea, 1971 #LetterboxdFriday #LastFourWatched

2025 Book #49 Here's to You, Jesusa! (Hasta no verte Jesús mío) by Elena Poniatowska Translated by Deanna Heikkinen Finished on a plane, this novel (and Jesusa) absolutely delighted me. A spitfire elderly woman pouring out the gossipy tales of life lived at 150% in 20th century Mexico. #booksky

Waking up for a 5am flight is rough, but landing back home before noon on a Friday is awesome. Totally worth it.

Good morning from a small regional airport in Texas.

Apparently they still make these?!?!?!!

To wake up, or to not wake up at 3am to try and make the 5am standby, that is the question.