Day 3,520: Come On Barbie

Day 3,520: Come On Barbie

I wrote. It was rough. I worked. It was busy. I yoga’d. I’m feeling stronger! I worked some more. Even busier! I wrote again. It was better! I worked even more. I finished. I watched Silo with Bear. It was good (but not great). Now…I sleep. Night night...
Day 3,519: Sleeeeeep

Day 3,519: Sleeeeeep

Okay. Making this one super quick because it’s bed time and tomorrow I must MUST get my ass up on time. Have to. So. I missed yoga yesterday, but I’m so damn proud of myself; I did two sessions today. Spaced em out and whatnot so that I didn’t over-exert myself, but I...
Day 3,518: One Off

Day 3,518: One Off

I keep remembering each night as I come to write my blog entry that I know I’m one number off somewhere. And it happened a few weeks ago. I need to go back and figure that out at some point, le sigh. A solid weekend day today. Slept in a bit. Therapy. Took a shower....
Day 3,517: Growing Pup

Day 3,517: Growing Pup

No tummy issues today for Joy. On either end! We call that a ‘win-win.’ Hehe. Got to podcast in the evening. Another Hitchcock silent film. Storytelling was SO DIFFERENT back then. At least in film. Some of it translates. Some of it doesn’t. Both ways, I feel like I...
Day 3,516: PukeTown USA

Day 3,516: PukeTown USA

I jinxed us. So hard. I wrote last night that Joy was out of the woods on the whole eating snake plant affair. Boy was I wrong! Lol. And not in any terrible way. She’s fine. But…she did puke like seven thousand times from about 3am to 6am, during which time Liz and I...