For my fellow visually-impaired friends: Have you been wanting to read the screenshots of teeny tiny itty bitty text everyone is sharing in which Judge Reyes hands Rump DOJ lawyer his ass?

Now you can!

haddayr.com/2025/02/20/j...

Had to call in to work today as I have been confined to bed

Making cool stuff for someone I love: double-knitted alpaca mittens in deer hide shells. This took my knitting expertise, my tailoring -which leaves much to be desired- leatherworking tools, sewing skills, and lots of time. Finished the mittens last winter and I'm not done yet.

Middle-aged ladies in dry climates always have at least one inexplicable and teeny spot they are bleeding from.

Late to the party, but I have just finished the Outside triad and I wept at the end.

The audiobooks are good.

The series contains multitudes, but it's really about how a bunch of queer neurodivergent mentally ill people save the world(s).

I can't think of a better time in our history to read it.

Jerry does not believe he cares for his new sweater.

Welp
She said yes

I respectfully decline

As you can see, Stanlee and Tristan fit perfectly into their respective beds.

The dogs DEEPLY DISAGREED with my decision to lower the blinds on the south side of the house today when it hit 95 F, obliterating their sun basking spots on the floor.

Tristan is disappointed in my unwise choices and Stanley is no longer speaking to me.

Our adorable houseguest wants to know why I'm tapping keys on that boring metal thing instead of coming back to bed to snuggle and now I'm wondering the same thing.

You don't say