THAT’S HOW YOU MAKE TELEVISION, BABYYYYYYY

I don’t remember life before the dumb hockey gays.

My kid’s school is doing a fundraising raffle aimed at parents, and the prize is getting to skip morning and afternoon car line for all of January. This is a v smart idea.

Time for some gay hockeyyyy.

Just stumbled across a barber on IG who provides free, accommodating haircuts to neurodivergent & nonverbal kids/teens, and I’m just sitting in my car sobbing about it.

Wednesday evening with M (6): “Do you know who R T Doo T is?” “Mama. Um. I don’t really want to tell you this, but. What does the middle finger mean?”

Addressing holiday cards always involves a call to my mom to inevitably catch up on any family gossip that might have resulted in a move. Learned about a restraining order!

Wake Up Dead Man was very good!

If you normally get a holiday card from me and you’ve moved in the last year (or if you’ve gotten one intermittently and would like to be sure you get one this year), make sure I have your address!

I just want to do whatever I want without anybody getting mad and everybody saying I am great and the love me. Is that too much to ask?

Everyone left and now it’s just me and M today and tomorrow. I’m sure I’ll feel the drop later today, but for right now, we’re both enjoying some decompression time.

Water is so good. I love water.

The Tuesday before Thanksgiving: my child is wear a shirt covered in ghosts, singing “Kidnap the Sandy Claws” to himself, and watching the original Grinch cartoon. All the Holidays, All the Time

Rolled out of bed and dislocated my elbow at age 3. Decided in the ER that I wanted to be a “bone doctor.” Then got obsessed with forensics in high school and wanted to be a pathologist. Was pre-med until I took genetics my junior year of college and fell in love.

I never even liked dystopian literature, so living in one is just wildly subpar.

Wheeee always fun to chat on WBS! Make sure to listen so you can hear @renatasnacks.bsky.social absolutely roast my suburban dad self.

🤫 We were joined by Dr. @kickedthestairs.bsky.social , a woman in STEM, to discuss women in the thrall of symbologist Robert Langdon. www.frowl.org/worstbestsel...

Cody and I were never going to sire an elite athlete, but watching this kid attempt jumping jacks is…something else.

the Sarah Vowell’s “Assassination Vacation” to Stephen Sondheim’s “Assassins” to “Death By Lightning” pipeline

How am I expected to work under these conditions?

The Bell Jar Fahrenheit 451 1984 Slaughterhouse V All within an extremely formative 1-1.5 years around age 19.

My nails have been making it hard to type and text for weeks now, but I don’t appear any closer to filing them down than I was weeks ago. Curious.

It’s…snowing??

Wooohoo today is a good day to no longer be a comms person at a genetics org! Good riddance, bucko.

I had to get in touch with my old boss for something, and she said she wanted to catch up, but she's made no further attempt to engage in conversation, and I'm pretty sure I would still just unload a year's worth of rage and confusion at her, so I shouldn't say anything.

I didn’t *have* to read the saddest part of this book again during my reread, but I did anyway, and I’ll just be sobbing forever.

Gen X and elder Millennials are gonna have to reckon with the fact that the new mayor of New York City was born in the ‘90s.

My whole job used to basically be email, and now it feels like email is Impossible.

I can’t find the charger for my electric toothbrush anywhere, so now it’s just a very heavy regular toothbrush, and I think of the Mitch Hedberg escalator bit every time I brush my teeth.

UN Day at M’s school is an excellent balm for the horrors of the world today. I love love love his school.

What’s the responsible age to let a child start playing Minecraft? Like…25? Or?

HOW DID THIS NEWS ESCAPE ME FOR THREE WHOLE DAYS??? Past me is shocked at my behavior. people.com/chris-evans-...

“Mama. Did you know that Pikachu’s the cutest Pokémon?”

I married a CHILD, look at him!!! He was 25, which is somehow reasonably grown but also still A BABY. I always forget how little his neck was before his first deployment (when he first ever lifted weights).

Also the bouquets were stunning. I lucked out on the florals, massively. The venue coordinator was the florist, and you had to use her, and she was *amazing* and so affordable.

Because I have an excuse for another hour, here’s my favorite non-professional pic of me from my wedding.

And to say it on purpose with your whole chest?? With your name on it and everything?

Went to bed early feeling terrible. Woke up an hour ago feeling ok-ish, but I need sleep to come back please.

The stomach bug that felled Cody last week and M over the weekend made its way to me and I think I’m dying but also I have to solo parent so actually I would welcome death.

It’s 2025, why have I heard Tainted Love playing in two separate locations today??

I forgot how frustrating it is to go to a museum you actually want to explore/learn from with a six-year-old in tow. Yeah yeah sure his excitement is exciting, him reading the placards is impressive, blah blah blah, but his attention span is negative, and I want to actually read stuff!

In Chicago for a few days for M’s fall break, and today’s the Adler Planetarium. This made me smile. artsandculture.google.com/story/OAXhX_...

I hate flying like a pleb. An insufferable whine, but true.

In honor of spooky month, share a 4 word horror story that only someone in your profession would understand. “The minus eighty thawed.”

Happy Coming Out Day, I found this in an old journal recently. It’s dated Oct 2009. I don’t know when I came out, specifically, or even when I realized it myself, but I know I told Cody sometime during our engagement (‘11-‘12). I think this is the first written evidence of it?

Important News Bulletin: I’m wearing a sweater!!

I feel like a minor heads up—somewhere in the first two and a half decades of life—that (perhaps) the majority of the shit you'll deal with as you age will be grief, just wearing different disguises and little hats, would not have gone awry.

Didn’t think about NYT Games yesterday and broke all my streaks. 🤷🏻‍♀️

“I should’ve not broken my bones.” “Yeah, that was kind of a bummer, huh?” “It’s hard to be a six year old.”

Also taught him “sike!” and assume I’ll live to regret that choice.