I know Travis Tritt is a trash human being but nothing says summer like scream-singing “Here’s a quarter, call someone who cares” with the windows rolled down while driving around town running errands.

Old people on vacation are insufferable. Like come on grandma, you made it 87 years *and* you’re near the ocean. Can we cool it with the dirty looks at everyone existing near you?

Buying a specific brand of something at the grocery store because it was buy two get one free and then realizing once I got home that they didn’t apply the promo feels like karmic payback for something, but I can’t figure out what I did. And no way am I fighting store crowds again for $5, PUBLIX 😒

I made a lasagna last weekend from scratch; it took three hours and cost about $25 in ingredients. I ate three pieces and froze the rest to eat over the next couple weeks. Found out yesterday that the cheese I used was recalled for having METAL SHARDS mixed in. No more meal-prepping for me. 🗑️

Happy annual “turn the heat on and then say ‘is that burning smell normal? It’s normal right?’ for the next hour” day!

I was told today that I’m in group 7 and that just means group 7 in not cool, ya losers.

I’m just putting this out there: I know Dianne Keaton had a golden retriever and I want to adopt it if it needs a home. Someone get her people on the horn.

It feels rude that I didn’t realize Purity Ring were still making music these days.

So far one of my favorite parts of being an adult in the year 2025 is being able to order a case of Fun Dip from Walmart and have it arrive the next day.

I really miss the “One more thing” of days past. :(

Hmm a deep blue one isn’t bad.

Is it too much to ask for an olive green phone again? 😭

Also, I’ll never forget the time in the late aughts when a friend’s douchebag boyfriend swore he had intel that Apple was coming out with a gaming console. I said they’d likely never do that, but they’d bring better games to the iPhone. He scoffed & called me stupid, but years later I’m still right.

I really miss the days I’d gather with coworkers in the break room to watch live Apple events with Steve Jobs.

Wait, I don’t miss being in the office. I just miss the excitement of a live Apple event with Steve Jobs.

lol I give Ian or myself one day to fix a any plumbing, HVAC or electrical issue. Then I call a pro. There’s no need to suffer when folks specialize in this stuff and can fix it quickly and professionally!

There is not one thing I’ve ever heard a parent say about being a parent that’s made me wish I’d had kids.

I finally decided to give away my long-hated Dyson upright. Here’s the ad I wrote on my neighborhood yard sale page… surprisingly I had several people wanting to claim the damn thing. 😅

I bought a Dyson stick vacuum and I think it might actually squash the decade-long beef I’ve had with Dyson.

Would it be petty to cancel a 27-year-old account with State Farm because they’ve decided to now only address my husband on all communication, including an auto policy for a car that only I own, never mind the fact that I’m the original account owner & manage all of our policies?

I accidentally bought no-sugar pudding cups and I think my life is over.

One of my favorite things about working with people from all over the globe is getting to share fun idioms or local sayings. This week alone I’ve taught people the word “bamboozle” and the phrase “see how the sausage is made.”

Bethesda remastering Oblivion is awesome but it would’ve been way funnier if they would’ve announced the resurrection on Easter.

Update: I left before it was her turn but I heard she was getting one seahorse and one T-Rex! Still pretty badass.

I’m in the piercing studio (just getting posts downsized) and a little girl is here to get her ears pierced and we’re trying really hard to convince her mom to let her get the snakes instead of the butterflies. I think the seahorses are going to be their compromise.

I watched the season finale of Severance and now I’m really sad.

Misplacing my social security card right before I have to get a Real ID is epic levels of nonsense.

Today we had our taxes done by one of our neighbors who I initially met when I TNRd some feral cats for him. Oh and his partner was at the tax shop, too, so we got to visit with both of them. He told us to come by the record shop, also in our ‘hood, where he works part time. I love Chattanooga.

I started watching Severance last night and had weird dreams and now I’m worried I was tricked into watching a horror show.

Both of them for all of them, apparently.

I really appreciate that my Subaru service department plays Antiques Roadshow at a decent volume instead of Fox News at an ear-bleed level like so many service shops I’ve been to in the past.