Sometimes I think it’s going to be the librarians who will save us all.

Well, the good news is it's not the ac drain that's plugged. The bad news is that the water heater is rusted and is leaking. Thankfully its draining to outside, but this is very reminiscent of when the other water heater on the other side of dads house blew and came crashing down into his bedroom.😳

80⁰ late in November should be illegal.

Guess what time it is!

Strangeness is afoot. Weird shit is doing wonky stuff all willy nilly like

They should be paying people to become nurses, not the other way around.

fists full of grief during these upcoming holidays, many are struggling, hand out kindness, it's free

Candy tax, but it's bacon.

Not 100% sure yet, but I think my brother has been selling stuff at my dad's. Stuff that was my mother's. In 2018 I packed up all of my mom's expensive collections and marked the boxes with "sell" and the date. I just looked at a few, and they have been opened. When he's gone tonight, I'll verify. 🧐

Wishing I could teleport far from here. Stargaze at the grand canyon or maybe the Atacama Desert. Somewhere where I can see every star.

Intense, unconditional validation of our pain & how hard trauma recovery is can-- must-- coexist w/ realistic acknowledgment that we are not powerless, we are not beyond help, we are not "destined" to feel or function this way forever.

Feel what you feel. Validate it, explore it, express it (in safe contexts), understand it. Honor it. Then: breathe; blink; focus; & remind yourself you're not under any obligation to let the intensity of a feeling "make" you do things that'll short circuit your recovery arc.

That’s a beautiful shade of tired you’ve got there.

Why are you trending, Charlie Brown.

Sorry. Can't.....

Tornado Watch! Wheeeee!

There are areas of this house that are trauna triggers, like the bottom of the stairs in my old garage apartment. My mother fell down them once. I can still hear her scream and and when I walk down them, I can see her crumbled up body laying helpless at the bottom. Somehow, she didn't get hurt.

Customer: do you have a fax machine? Me: yea, right next to our telegraph machine

I can't and won't stop asking my dad questions about his views in politics. I will not be silent. I am brave.

Good night everyone Sunspot looks like a flower

If billionaires can afford to go to space for fun, they can afford to pay taxes on Earth.

ok but what if we all got some rest?

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Stop. Puzzle time.

Aged horseradish sauce. Any guesses on how aged?

I wish I was rich enough to have Owen Wilson follow me around and say 'Wow' whenever I finish any routine task.

Going to Buc-ees is always a highlight when we come home if you wonder what there is to do here.

First win of my trip home. Dad's air ducts have not been cleaned since maybe ever. I know for sure since Hurricane Harvey in 2017 that partly destroyed his home and the construction to rebuild that took over 6 years to complete. I have an air duct cleaning scheduled tomorrow and dad has said ok!

*drops chapstick, rolls across room, watches I'll get that later. *sips

Welp, dad's pretty skinny and can't talk without coughing, and it's great to be here. I'm grateful to be with him for another holiday. Side note, my brother refurbished a pachislo slot machine, so if you need me, I'll be gambling in the garage.

I only buy bread so I don’t have to suffer the ignominy of putting slabs of butter directly in my mouth

My last 3 brain cells

We’re gonna need a bigger wheel of cheese

I just read “prosecutor” as “prosciutto” and now I desperately require charcuterie

I think I'm just gonna cash it all in an open a place where adults can come to make pillow forts.

Little Free Library but for reading the room

When at home....

pez dispenser that dispenses lil bites of cheese

I'm 2 time zones closer to you now.

So, sitting now for 30 minutes waiting for a gate to open is what IAH looks like. The seat belt sign has turned off so people can pee.

I hope I see Buc-ee again this visit!

Hello Houston! - photo credit to 17

Somewhere always a timeline with us dancing in this moment, if we let our thoughts travel, will we meet there?

Landed in Houston!

I haven't seen my dad since last December and he was very skinny. I am not ready for what awaits......

Everything is so loud.

*dabs gravy on my wrists* let the seducing commence

I’m not subskeeting you you’re subskeeting me

Watching Civil War on the plane headed to Texas. It's like tailgating. *orders another whiskey

Lates Mountain Hood.