It is a perfect May evening. I am reading a book (Pratchett, Small Gods), drinking a glass of mead, and I am calm. I want to take big gulps of this life as if it was the coldest water on the hottest day.
I feel so silly asking this. I am a very straight lady and consider myself an ally. I am eyeing a pair of white sneakers with a rainbow tongue and rainbow details. They are very clearly pride themed shoes. Should I buy these shoes? Help me, Twitter friends.
Blogged: Friday Movie Night Part IV: The Awakening
Our handsome Ollie, the Olliest guy we know, is 14! He’s wheezy, bumpy, and more than a little seepy but we love him more every day that he’s still here!
#seniordog #dogsofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CQdqh-YtVLX/?utm_medium=twitter …
Blogged: Catching up!
Reflecting on the resilience, joy, and accomplishments of a people who thrived in spite of unimaginable obstacles. Take a moment to listen to these
@EmoryMedicine faculty—and savor these words. We are our ancestors wildest dreams—and represent what could have been.
I wasn’t cool but back then radio station DJs drove the “coolness” culture a lot more than they do now when they talk about 4 day old news and point you to the station’s website to read that 4 day old news.https://twitter.com/touchofallright/status/1405493770225819652 …
Walt Disney World fans: what's your favorite non-toxic site for park news? I don't want cloyingly happy reposts of press releases but I also don't want people who need a therapist when a wall is painted or the napkin design changes.
Blogged: What I'm Watching: Royalty Soaps
(CW: suicide) He took his own life on April 1. Today's service was very focused on his military career and I have big, negative feelings about that. He was 2 years younger than me, handsome with a wickedly dry sense of humor and I will miss him forever.
He was fitted for a prosthetic but always had phantom pain. Nonetheless, he came home, got a degree, married & had 2 sons, and went to Kwajalein to recover explosives. He ran triathlons, learned to dive, raised those boys to teens but none of that would help him outrun that PTSD.
Today was my cousin's memorial service. He was an ordnance disposal (EOD) guy who stepped on a land mine in Afghanistan in 03 and lost his leg and some fingers. His former supervisor (a Sergeant) explained that being blown up like that causes brain damage.