AI generated embroidery patterns should be illegal.

I have officially reached the age at which you start to be slightly peeved about the absolute trash people are selling for actual money. I can guarantee you that we didn’t wear these in the nineties because it was cool. We wore them to not get yet another non-suit in PE. They came from Walmart.

Doom scrolling isn’t doing anything.

Targeted ads are WILD

“The jizz trees are in bloom again. Such a strange flower - suitable to any occasion…”

Daiso had konpeito AND beads shaped like konpeito. And sometimes you gotta choose joy.

And yet again I have failed to convince my husband to spend $300 on a Smeg toaster for comedic value alone. I mean, it definitely would last longer than these dumb $50 toasters he has to replace every five years, right? 🙁

Many warn others away from lifelines these days because the lifeline is empowered to contact the police, and cops have been known to murder people in crisis. Please know that I am speaking from experience when I say that losing a loved one that way would STILL be better than losing them to suicide.

We all gathered around the associate’s desk this afternoon to watch Kate Bush videos and exchange stories of getting in trouble for rocking out too hard to Siouxsie and the Banshees when we* were 12. Basically peak weird middle aged white lady culture. *just me?

The best part of waking up is ceiling cat staring at you from the gable window directly over your bed.

What we actually used as our song for our wedding. The artist was a little confused.

Keeping the smooshies coming for your Valentine’s Day

So many smooshy songs, so little time

I am SO tired from yard work. Very romantic.

Number 1 song we couldn’t get a recording of for our wedding and I’m still salty about it. More smooshy songs, brought to you all day.

More smooshy songs? Sure thing!

Spring has sprung, apparently. My Nana’s jades are finally in the ground. Let’s see what happens!

Happy Valentine’s Day. I will post more smooshy songs if I remember.

Happy Valentine’s Day. I’ll post more smooshy songs if I remember.

Happy Valentine’s Day. I will post more smooshy songs if I remember.

Happy Valentine’s Day. I will post more smooshy songs if I remember.

I absolutely refuse to feel bad about this one. Happy Valentine’s Day. I will post more smooshy songs if I remember.

Happy Valentine’s Day. I will post smooshy songs if I remember.

My hair is longer than it has ever been. While I desperately want to chop about ten inches off to make it easier to put up I also just kind of want to do an Empress Sisi thing in the diminishing hope that I’ll be dramatically assassinated before my youth and beauty fades, y’know?

Me when I have to be on the floor with my stitchers.

My friends, it is an ad for a little sticky thing you put in your undies to prevent camel toe. I am not kidding.

Vintage Tammis Keefe handkerchiefs with such sweet prints. Broke my heart to glue SKUs to them like a freaking SAVAGE.

I’m running on a platform of a swift death to clothing moths.

You should go. I’m going. All the cool kids are going.

As I am almost 100% certain that my current music listening habits have breached the borders of Symptomatic I instead used tonight’s listening time to try out 50s noir radio drama Yours Truly, Johnny Dollar. A show with the actual tagline “The man with the action-packed expense account” 🧀🍖

A moth got into the tightly closed tackle box I keep my earrings in and ATE one of them. Drilled a perfect little hole right into it. You should need no further proof of the nonexistence of a benevolent god.

I’m 44 years old and have a mortgage, I cannot buy every doll. Not even the Lady With an Ermine doll. Not even though I could give her a worm-on-a-string as the ermine. No. Stop it.

*shakes fist at the whipper-snappers* All this auto tune is ruining music! In my day our pop stars just had terrible voices and we LIKED IT. 🧅

Needlepoint is “trending?” Is it… is it just me? Am *I* the uptick in sales? I promise I WILL lose interest. I had my optic nerves photographed today and spent a bit of time pretending I could see lights flashing when really it was mostly blurry blobs blobbing around another blob.

With all the 90s music I’ve been comfort binge-ing lately you’d probably assume that I had a great time in the 90s. I did not.

I’m a simple woman. All I really need is for my favorite ramen to be in stock and the government to say they aren’t going to strafe a peaceful nation for no reason.

1:30am PST, MLK day, 2026. Finally finished the vintage needlepoint piece I started for my sister’s B-day, which was in AUGUST. And in the end? I don’t like it 👍

There are many things wrong with the American healthcare situation but can we all agree that cold metal speculums are just not okay?

Missing a particular type of alt rock radio played on tinny or slightly static-y speakers at 11pm on a weeknight in 1997.

Need to order new glasses. Have to be wire frames because my face is all lopsided. Every single pair on the market contains nickel. Am highly allergic to nickel. Can’t see without glasses. This is not the biggest problem in the world, nor even in my life, but for fuck’s sake.

Now sporting the antique glass eyes that presumably came out of Louis Charles, creepy poupee that was a gift from my husband several years ago (I prefer him without)

Just one 😩

Reading the original Mothra novella and I may be reading too much into this but… I think canonically Godzilla is actually an entire species? Like… there are multiple Godzillas? I appreciate this. Thank you for your attention to this Great Matter.

During my 12th grade advanced placement poetry class we were given the assignment to bring in a classical ballad to share with the class. My teacher hated the vampire love song I brought in, but ANYWAYS… ever since I have been quick to identify classical ballads wherever I see them.

Bought a physical CD for the first time in over a decade. I had forgotten the special feeling of reading the liner notes and discovering that your current favorite love song is about the worst and most toxic relationship of someone’s life 👍

Things are bad. But I got my creepy lil rabbit dolly, so there’s that 🤷‍♀️

The world is so bleak. But at least my husband is home from his trip and I’m still getting some mighty fine targeted ads.

As is the age-old tradition of the new year I am alone for the weekend so I’m drinking all the leftover champagne and sitting on the living room floor screaming Marcy Playground into the void. A+ holiday tradition. Let’s stop getting into pointless wars so I can pick something less emo.

Look. I feel bad enough about the world to need to spend money, and it was either $5 at Goodwill on another ceramic tree or like $1000 to go see a band play in Washington, so really I am making the responsible choices, here.