Have a two hour Menopause session at my GP’s today, then managed to schedule us for both lunch and dinner at friend’s places today in a genius bit of diary management.

Have a lovely Saturday, and perhaps enjoy this photo of M just about coping with meeting one of his kind yesterday. Just about.

It’s pure misogyny. Tale as old as time. It hates people assigned female at birth living as their true male selves. It obviously hates trans women. And it hates all c1s women as it insist womanhood is one definable concept. It’s limiting and hateful and wicked.

I cannot comprehend it for half a second. It’s so pointless.

Essentially: 🇺🇸 is just a few steps further along from where we are now. We cannot be complacent.

Storm always struck me as a clever girl.

God I love buying pyjamas.

Why do they do this?
Relaxing breakfast!
Sweet dreams!
Nap time!
Let’s sleep in!
Why oh why?

That’s the thing! So much fun running and jumping and stalking. But the fizzy flies bite back. Fortunately he’s responding to ‘leave’ which is amazing in itself because I don’t use leave with him much at all.

And the absolute worst of all the unnecessary accents: the cold shoulder.

Possibly the happiest man in the country at that moment.

Actually that’s funny, here’s today’s top.

So anyway I went yellow sticker hunting at M&S food, got a new Lakeland mixing bowl set (with lids!) as my 1970s set has started to splinter, and bought a mini waffle maker from the Isle of Aldi. And Vinted it is for clothes. As before.

Good lord it’s infuriating.

I used to do the skulls a lot but not so much now. But everything else you said? Yes. Missoni style patterns? Great.

Right? Geometrics! Fantastic!

Only if a person is super duper lucky!

Did exactly that in an episode of Greys Anatomy I watched recently. Her surgery really did affect her recognisability, but it’s still her. Odd one.

You understand me perfectly.