Tonight I made a vegetable pot pie for dinner and made way too much béchamel for the filling. Spouse’s suggestion: let’s just warm the leftover sauce and dip bread in it like fondue.

Reason 457 Nobody Wants This was written for millennials:

Just finished Ali Hazelwood’s Olympic diver contemporary romance Deep End. 10s across the board, zero notes, chef’s kiss. #romancelandia

The court "does irrevocable damage to the Equal Protection Clause and invites legislatures to engage in discrimination by hiding blatant sex classifications in plain sight. It also authorizes, without second thought, untold harm to transgender children and the parents and families who love them."

Over two months ago my partner and I came to Idaho to stay with his parents while his dad was in hospice. We brought 50 lbs of flour with us. We have used nearly all the flour.

Holding on to this passage from DWD about thanking your fears for keeping you safe, then making that heavy ball light so you can let go.

I want a you all to appreciate that I walked right by this random podium set up in the upper level of the Temple of Justice where there are excellent marble acoustics and I did not belt Wicked songs because I am a PROFESSIONAL and I guess my job is to write law stuff and not sing musical theatre.

It was indeed delicious.

A reminder that things don’t have to be perfect in order for them to be good and beautiful (and delicious).

Turns out our cat is a hobbit.

Couldn’t have completed these cross stitch patterns without the help of my trusty sidekick inspecting all the thread and crinkly paper.

Fred Savage, Me, picking
when grandpa out a new
visits romance novel

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