Nuthin’ like dropping $700 at the vet first thing Monday morning.

One of my tiny seedlings has decided he is going to wear a water droplet as a jaunty hat. He is feeling his dapper self and I would kill for him.

Is the non-binary past tense they/then?

Décor fads that are currently being hailed as “classy” and “high end” that will date a home so precisely to mid-2020s in less than a decade:

Colour drenching.
Pebble floors in showers.
Painting (drenching!) tiny rooms in ridiculously dark colours
Striped walls.

Sometimes you have a brush with death. Well, last weekend did me one better. I got a full colour, trim, brush and blowout from death.

Glad to still be here, but a little shaken.

In the best of all possible worlds, I picture some poor human having to review the reasons people clicked away from an ad and then being utterly confused.

Then I laugh and laugh…

Small pleasures.

One of the bestest life hacks I’ve learned recently is to list “too sexual” as the reason I am not interested in ads on social media. Weight loss? Too sexual. Old folks home? Too sexual. Sofas? Too sexual. I am deeply amused every danged time. It never gets old.

Yes. But it was HELLA FREAKY.

Nothing like a SPONTANEOUS, UNPROVOKED EXPLOSION to liven up a Monday night.

The world is a terrible, terrible place. But I’m finding tiny explosions of joy in watching videos of dogs discovering deep snow for the first time. They’re giving me life.

I cannot express how pleased I was that my car started without issue this morning.

I just instructed AI to write a brief explanation of why it is not okay to feed someone’s work into AI without permission.

I feel like I’m messing with the fabric of the Universe itself.

My bosses thought a write-up I did needed to be punchier. Instead of asking me to make adjustments, they sent it through chatGPT and then told me to use the AI version. I want to rage quit.

Today’s lesson is: ALWAYS PASS IT BY A 13-YEAR OLD BEFORE COMMITTING.

We are in a snowstorm today. I cannot explain how much good it is doing my heart to watch weather person after weather person give a “yellow snow warning” on tv. Somewhere at Environment Canada, a communications specialist is crying softly into their beer as they try to drown their regrets.

So a few months ago, Environment Canada decided to start using the stoplight system to indicate how severe a weather system was: threats to life and limb were red, dangerous conditions are yellow etc. Seems like a good idea, right?

I’ve been off work since the 19th. I go back Wednesday. I have become absolutely feral in the last two weeks. Feral. Going back is gonna be HARD.

It has been more than three and a half years, and I am only just beginning to be able to listen to the music we shared 😞

A small tabby swaddled in a burgundy blanket peeks out, her front paws crossed. Extreme cuteness.

This is my soul kitty.

Proof I am the cool aunt: gave my youngest nibling a bag filled with all the sourest of candies (he loves sour) and a few magic berries. He is LOVING the experience!

I’m on a train and am seated near the emergency exits. I am not only the youngest person in range of the emergency exits, I am also the most able-bodied. Or, least disabled, let’s say.

If there’s an emergency, WE ARE IN TROUBLE

Plaid flannel and rainbow Blundstones. I am looking charmingly #gay today.

I would like 2025 to be over, please and thank you.

An elderly tabby can just be seen wrapped in a birthday blanket, while her fluffy grey daughter sits on the blanket, directly on her mother’s head.

Double decker cats. Hiccup is happily swaddled in the blanket, and Priss is enjoying sitting ON the blanket, and therefore on Hiccup.

Just discovered that you can make CABBAGE CHIPS in the air fryer. This may be a game changer. They’re sooooo good!

I’m back home after the days at my sister’s place. I love them all so much, but spending time there is like being hit in the face with a constant firehose of overstimulation. There is a brief reduction in chaos only from midnight to six.

It’s going to take me days to recover.

OHMIGOD I love my family, but OHMIGOD I’m so overstimulated I don’t know how to exist.

All the leather folk I know are getting vaccinated. I do not think this is a coincidence.

We’re just really wholesome and community-minded.

With knives.

Hung out at my sister’s place for Halloween. It’s rainy, cold, windy. We got 943 kids.

Yeah

943.

That’s a slow Halloween over here.

I made it! And without getting stabby!