Dreamed all my teeth were falling out. Mouthfuls of big unattached teeth, roots and all. Will I ever sleep again?

Thinking of something to eat for dinner kinda ruined my whole day. Having to feed myself so many times a day is so tiresome.

I got up from the couch where I’d been reading, toasted some freezer waffles, ate them over the sink watching the birds at the feeder, emptied the dishwasher, reloaded it with dirty dishes, made a cup of matcha and then sat back down. Two minutes later my watch tells me it’s time to stand up. Uh?

By mid-February you should have mastered the school drop off line. Get with the program, grandma.

Everyone is relieved January is over, as if the bad will just stop now. IT WILL ONLY GET WORSE, PEOPLE.

How many Oreo cookie balls is too many? Because my stomach is starting to hurt. But they just taste so darn good.

Thank you, Connections, for giving me the opportunity to introduce my 9 year old to Red Solo Cup, the beverage container and the song.

It’s funny because it’s true 👇

“A lot of people refuse to do things because they don’t want to go naked, don’t want to go without guarantee. But that’s what’s got to happen. You go naked until you die.”

—Nikki Giovanni

(Thanks to @kristenchapman.bsky.social for this one.)

The Christmas tree foot switch is not with the Christmas tree decorations. Why? And where would past me have put it?

Put up a new bird feeder which has managed to thwart the squirrels long enough for 4 species of birds to visit this morning. So if you need me I’ll be standing in front of my kitchen sink for the foreseeable future.

Currently reading (and thoroughly captivated by): The Book of Koli by M. R. Carey. #fridayreads

When I went into my photos to grab a selfie for my profile pic I realized I’d stopped taking them a while ago. I think because of aging and vanity etc. Now I will be working on acceptance and documenting my existence as is. #aginggracefully