Jennofire
jennofire.bsky.social
Jennofire
@jennofire.bsky.social
Reverent observer of clouds. Faithful companion to my dog. Survivor of an unfortunate avocado mishap.
Did Trump pardon any turkeys this year? Because I feel like....I feel like I used to hear about presidents pardoning turkeys around Thanksgiving. Not the ex-president of Honduras convicted in a drug case. Am I not remembering this right?
November 29, 2025 at 2:37 AM
Me trying to remove the glue booger from the tip of a bottle of Tacky Glue with an unfolded paper clip then getting excited as I realize the problem goes deeper into the bottle is like a Best Of clip from Dr. Pimple Popper.
October 18, 2025 at 6:04 PM
My beloved
October 12, 2025 at 12:50 AM
Is it weird that the guys at my tire shop recognize me and call me by name? Like Jesus. Mac of Mac's Tires: "You are mine." I'm like the 1 lost sheep but I bring myself in every other month with a big fat screw in one of the tires and he fixes it and puts me back on the road.
August 11, 2025 at 4:56 PM
Kings Canyon National Park
July 14, 2025 at 5:53 AM
How did it never occur to me that "adulterated" (to render something poorer in quality by adding another substance, typically an inferior one) is the opposite of "unadulterated" (not mixed or diluted, complete and absolute). My adulthood has been adulterated by my job. I need to unadulterate.
July 10, 2025 at 3:16 PM
I accidentally just typed "humidity" when I meant "humility" and now I am preoccupied with drafting a Litany of Humidity.
July 7, 2025 at 5:29 PM
It appears that the dog was on a Zoom call and then...something bad happened. Maybe he realized he wasn't wearing pants. Maybe he saw his own double-chin. It's unclear. But he doesn't want to talk about it.
July 6, 2025 at 3:04 PM
Thank you Lord for helping to make my divorce the kind where we didn't need to transfer custody of the children in the parking lot of the police station at 6pm on Fridays.
July 6, 2025 at 2:59 PM
This week's installment of my bizarre dreams was particularly star-studded. It was like an episode of The Love Boat. Except without the Boat. Or the Love. It was more like The Horror Truck. With Special Guests: George Clooney! Neve Campbell! Our Lord Jesus Christ! And musical guests, Green Day!
April 19, 2025 at 4:24 PM
I just spent 5 minutes whispering positive affirmations to the washing machine when it believed it was helplessly stuck in an unbalanced load: you are strong, you are powerful, you are balanced, find your center, you can do this, I believe in you!
March 23, 2025 at 8:59 PM
How have I lived this long into my adult years without my own handheld milk frother? Best 10 bucks I've ever spent. I use it to mix all of my drinks now. Regardless of whether they need mixing. "What are you doing, Mom?" "Frothing my water, honey... I'll be right there!"
March 20, 2025 at 8:50 PM
My dog fearlessly, selflessly defends our home from the Amazon delivery driver, evangelists, a garbage truck a quarter mile away, and a leaf rustling in the corner of the yard, but at 3am takes seven and a half minutes at the doorway sniffing the backyard and listening intently before he can poop.
March 19, 2025 at 10:09 AM
I have to assume based upon the use of hymnal as fans and the beads of sweat formed on my brow that my parish is experimenting with Hot Mass. Like Hot Yoga but with more kneeling. Perhaps it is to remind me that I am a sinner and to give me a taste of what is to come lest I repent. Or the AC is off.
March 9, 2025 at 9:20 PM
I wish there was a Murder She Wrote / Scooby-Doo crossover.
February 18, 2025 at 1:00 AM
Sometimes when we get knocked down, we can see what we stand for most clearly.
February 15, 2025 at 7:30 AM
I just tried to text my dog.

It's been a long day.
February 6, 2025 at 3:03 AM
So this is the new year. I resolve to spend more time singing duets with my dog.
January 1, 2025 at 10:21 PM
Sunset, Part I
December 20, 2024 at 4:12 AM
Yesterday I said goodbye to my beloved aunt who introduced me to the Little House on the Prarie books, took me on my first plane ride, showed me that you could cross the street on the red, that it was vital to have your own money. She rescued me from my parents whenever I needed her.
December 9, 2024 at 8:06 PM
At some point during Mass this morning I think I accidentally dropped my glasses into the purse of the woman next to me. I like to imagine her finding them later wondering if her purse had become a very unusual Advent calendar yielding her first gift: chipped, purple glasses for astigmatism
December 2, 2024 at 7:24 AM
I want to call Car Shield for the sole purpose of telling them that Ice-T sent me.
November 29, 2024 at 5:46 PM
How I feel before coffee.
November 29, 2024 at 5:05 PM
I don't know what I thought rosehips were but it was not this.
November 29, 2024 at 7:31 AM
Apparently, as soon as he thinks I'm gone for the day, my dog makes himself really comfortable.
November 26, 2024 at 5:23 PM