This Carolina Wren in my yard wants a girlfriend bad. Just nonstop singing. He a lovesick boi.

Sunning myself on the bank of the Providence River, as one does.

Milo’s been yelling a lot without seeming to actually want anything but in just the last 2 days he’s calmed down a bit. I wonder if this is thyroid related and his new dosage is working.

I made a strawberry rhubarb dump cake and you’re not supposed to mix it, so I didn’t but when I took it out there were still clumps of dry cake mix. Hmmm:

My new series on MA town names marks the return of Governor Francis Bernard to the blog. If that doesn’t excite you, you haven’t been reading Amy Down the Rabbit Hole.

IT was finally able to help me print a list of books with their call numbers and it is the most roundabout tedious solution. Why wouldn’t it be a standard feature?

What are the trends in librarian resumes these days? Mine needs a makeover.

It took me a hour to get home from work due to an accident on 95 and when I got here Phil had already started a meal that was supposed to take 35 minutes but is still in the oven. All I wanted was a scrambled egg.

Dear Pinterest, I only wanted cabbage salad that one time, and i found a perfectly good recipe. You can stop emailing me about it now.

I was so proud of myself for remembering to use my estrogen on a regular basis but then I realized I'd been using a completely different cream! (It was safe and all, but Amy, get it together.)

This house on Redfin looks like it’s so shallow that when you walk in the front door you fall out the back.

This grandbaby thing's getting real, y'all: DIL just asked us to make sure our vaccines are up to date!

The cinema pub is closing? Oh no, where else will I go to listen to people yelling their orders over the movie and eating chicken fingers while waitstaff block the screen?

Clearly you all missed this or you would have checked it out already.

Uh oh, we’ve got a Schrödinger's Adderall situation over here.

I did a "can you tell who this is from a silhouette" thing as a passive program and the kids who were doing it today had no idea who AOC is. I included people they would know, like Mr. Beast and The Rock, but IDK, I guess I thought everybody knows who she is. They better learn.

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I don't think this person has ever read a YA book!

I ordered a large iced coffee with an extra espresso shot. I am either going to start vibrating out of my chair or counterintuitively fall asleep.

I almost put a pound of cheese in a recipe instead of 4 oz. Dyscalculia is fun!

Am I wrong in my belief that noisy yard work should not be done before 8 am? This weed trimmer across the street is making me nuts.

I have tinkered in every available menu but I still can't figure out how to get our ILS to print a list of nonfiction titles WITH their call numbers. Why would I want their ISBNs? Frustrates the hell out of me.

Here’s my mom with her enormous cat Clementine.

Phil just did something to his knee tripping over the cat. Will ice and ibuprofen do the trick? Or will we need a trip to the ER (where they will give him ice and ibuprofen.)?

Had a lovely day at Heritage Museums and Gardens in Sandwich. It was lovely because I only had the kid there that can behave and not the kid who wants to fight with everyone. And my hair was on point.

Here’s Milo, pretending we never give him fresh waters

For some reason our system does not let you run reports by item status. I have been finding a lot of titles erroneously marked lost since our system migration but to get a complete list I had to manually go through the records of the whole YA collection. 10 at a time. Tedious!

There’s a guy running for school board in my work town whose lawn signs have a very distinctive line drawing on them. Well I just drove by the dude holding a sign by the intersection and by gum, it’s an incredibly accurate illustration.

I cleaned up my craft room and cleaned out all of my bags and found a bajillion tapestry needles. Stop me if I ever attempt to buy another.

Oh lord now my tinnitus sounds like tinny little harpsichords.

I just had to set really firm boundaries with my kid who can’t deal with my other kid. I told him he is welcome to be a part of the family unless he is just coming around to fight with people. I won’t have violence or chaos in my house. But my heart is breaking.

The bagger at the store saw my marshmallows and commented that they were healthy because “they come from a plant.” I also heard her telling a customer to feed her kitten sardines. When I left she told me not to stand in the hot sun. It’s 60 today.

I realized at the start of my busy day off that I had left my purse at work last night so I burned an hour going to get it. At least I got to breathe in the rarified air of the library. Ha ha.

Without stating your age post your favorite film released the year you turned 18.

Everybody say a belated happy birthday to the person who used to own my car!

Today my colleague in the children's room asked if I had any shrink paper and could she use it. I said ok. Then she asked if she could borrow the maker space toaster oven and I said sure...but I was wondering why she had planned and promoted a program she didn't have the materials for!

I don’t know why Milo has pen and paper. He might be planning to write his manifesto.

Milo has lost weight again and has to increase his thyroid meds. My poor old man.

There was a half day at the middle school and there are tweens all over the library…except in the teen room. They will not use it. They walk through on their way to more attractive spaces. Am I bitter? Today, yes.

I have an itch. An itch in an inconvenient place. An itch that wakes me up at night. An itch that has mystified my doctor. Seriously, I can’t keep rooting around in my bra, scratching.

Guys, guys, listen…they fixed the pothole from hell on Rt. 95 in Foxboro! This is not a drill!

Phil has to use Claude for a work project and I keep asking him “how will you know the numbers are correct” and he doesn’t really know. It’s vibes based, I guess.

Milo is getting some routine bloodwork done and wow is he loud! I can hear him from out in the waiting room.

Yeah, Bobby, heroin and Zoloft are exactly the same.

I did a tedious yet necessary thing at work that would take six days to explain and I might have a gummy about it.

Phil and I have gone to our separate corners to deal with frustrating work days in our own ways. I wish his way wasn’t going for a walk without his phone, but y’know. So much of marriage is carrying the other during rough times and that’s hard when everybody’s times are rough. (Cue “Lean on Me”)

I love how my drs office sends me a “scheduling ticket” through the portal but there aren’t actually any appointments so I have to call them anyway.

I don’t know what you folks were doing in 1978 but I was putting my baloney sandwiches in this beauty.

May the Fourth be with you weirdos.

Reading about how Anne of Cleves was a member of the Tudor court for years after her marriage to Henry was annulled. I can only imagine the supreme relief she felt when she realized she got off easy.