Ep 1 of "short musings I'd have previously posted on social media"
Compiled here instead in an effort to continue limiting my time mindlessly online
One of my toxic traits is constantly interacting with my dog in ways I explicitly tell other people not to. (Turns out true friendship gives you free passes for head rubs!)
Sean: Sometimes when we’re exploring a new place, Scout looks like a woman who’s lost her wedding ring
Within two minutes in a beach parking lot, the same woman 1) asked if Sean and I were related, 2) told me she had three Irish husbands from the same county, and 3) hoped that I might be willing to breed Scout with her 14-year-old true blue heeler. #FloridaWoman on the loose
Me: I accidentally spilled a bunch of coffee grounds in the sink, so I guess I’m sort of brewing coffee in the gray tank now?
Sean: Oh yeah, gray tank coffee. Much better than toilet wine.
Sean: If Scout was a video game character, one of her powers would be staring. And it would do damage.
This morning Sean informed me that when he came to bed I mumbled “if Scout was a pirate, do you know what she’d do instead of wag?” “Scally-wag!” and then laughed myself back to sleep. Good work subconscious
Are root beer floats the mediocre American version of affogatos?
Sometimes you’re very tired and the best “work” you can do is create a comprehensive to-do list for tomorrow. And that’s okay.
Sean wore yellow shorts and my raincoat to a friend’s house, and the first thing our friend said when he saw us was “this is reversed! Haley’s supposed to be the one in yellow!” and I just feel very seen