I’ve heard it said that a turtle can only grow to the size of its enclosure. I guess I could hit up google for verification, but I’m tired of googling for answers I think I should already have. Kind of how I felt in the ER a few weeks ago. Over it. Carrie, how are you doing? I think I’m okay. Great, this next scan will take 5 minutes. It’s been three years since my first stroke. Three years. Sometimes…
I just came in from watering the lawn, a harrowing task in the California drought. Is it a watering day? How much is enough vs too much? Will a neighbor water shame me? When we considered moving into this house one of the first questions I asked was, why is this guy planting grass in the backyard on the heels of one of the driest summers on record? (see here). His response? It’s drought tolerant grass. And he had envisioned…
The Bachelorette is on tonight at 9pm. Against my better judgment I am thinking about watching it. Why, you ask? Oh gee I don’t know. Maybe something about bringing the old (way old, before the strokes old) into the new or just stirring up the universe’s juju to finally get the DMV to send my registration renewal in the mail seeing as updating my address online 40x hasn’t seemed to work. Dear DMV I’ve moved, please don’t make me come…
I have this recurring dream. In it I’m reunited with my favorite pair of Levi’s. The ones my brother abandoned and I took over, wearing on repeat through nights at Barry T’s (for all you old school YEG-ers) and days slogging to Romance Linguistics, the smell of Molson Dry on my breath. *Répétez après moi* how the hell no one ever keeled over in my presence remains a mystery to this day. Come to think of it, it was probably…