Moments: Ladybugs
KO and met in a park to do our usual yearly ritual of having tea and catching up, but social distance style because of the pandemic. I look down distracted by a dot or red on my black picnic blanket.… Continue Reading
KO and met in a park to do our usual yearly ritual of having tea and catching up, but social distance style because of the pandemic. I look down distracted by a dot or red on my black picnic blanket.… Continue Reading
Tonight I’m in the midst of watching S5E8 of The Expanse (because I feel lost during the week without hearing someone say Proto-molecule) when… I get a text from Hel with a question and a link. Our conversation goes as… Continue Reading
Talking to myself is now a mood. It’s been two weeks since the shelter in place order was enacted for the county I live in, and longer since my employer has instituted work from home. Taking time to figure out… Continue Reading
If we were playing that drinking game, “Never did I ever…” and now someone were to say “live in a time of a global pandemic” we’d all have to drink. Despite having an extreme attraction to dystopian novels and movies,… Continue Reading
So I promised myself I’d get back into writing more this year and then promptly just put it to the wayside. So here’s my attempt to get back into it. Going to be honest, I’ve been so exhausted after work… Continue Reading
It all started with a dark brown basket that I’ve had for years that is filled with potpourri that sits in my bathroom. Add to that my new cleaners who do an incredibly thorough job, and I love them for… Continue Reading
At work, my coworker Chris started a chatroom dedicated to food. It’s by far my favorite chatroom to lurk on and see what interests folks in terms of eats. Initially, it was mostly about the universal love of the work… Continue Reading
Can we just say the interwebs make things seem much more fun than they really are? Also, mistakes were made. This all started with a conversation with CC. CC: Hey, my friends are going crabbing, do you want to have… Continue Reading
We went to see “Hamilton, the musical” and as we’re sitting in the audience, H turns to me and beams. H: Hey Jess, spoiler alert. Me: Hrm? H: Aaron Burr kills Alexander Hamilton. Me: Oh god. Got milk?
Me: The flowers you gave me are hanging by a thread and they are infested with something. It can’t be aphids because they are white and make webs. KO: Well those aren’t meant to last unless you have a garden.… Continue Reading