My baby pooped three diapers in 30 minutes at 5:30am and it might be time to wake up the husband and let him have a turn.

Letting the kid play on the balcony in my planter that doesn't get enough sunlight to grow anything so it's better off as his box of play dirt.

A few friends and I have started to scale up a project to support women escaping intimate partner violence. Your support is appreciated, monetarily, in exposure, and/or in prayer.

https://gofund.me/de6c941a

Yay, I've reached the point in my medical episode where I get to fill out the customer satisfaction survey and scream into the void over why the hospital can't figure out a way to get me an ultrasound in a timely manner but the pregnancy center can, not that they can read what I need from it.

I am incredibly excited to finally announce a project I have been working on for three years, Through the Year with Tomie dePaola. A collection of Tomie's "Art Mail" images with an introduction by Sarah Mackenzie and text written by Catherine Harmon and myself.

Sometimes I think women like nice pretty things to help balance out the horror movie foisted upon us by biology.

Without downloading any new pics, where are you mentally?

Good morning

I had to banish one of my high school helpers from the church camp I'm running, for disrespectful behavior towards campers.

Adding "do not write disrespectful messages on a camper's shirt" to the list of things that I, apparently, need to specifically call out as inappropriate behavior.

Coworker: "omg you're so energetic today you don't need coffee"

Me: "this is all coffee and grace for a week of leading church camp."

Me, internally: also setting my introvert self on fire to burn up like a sun only to collapse on Friday night with a bowl of ice cream and Mad Max Fury Road

One app to rule them all, one app to find them, one app to bring them all, and on the internet bind them