::scours the internet for weeks looking for reliable resellers so that my daughter has that magical memory of Santa bringing her the secret Labubu she's been dying for::

This is the third time this week I've sat squinting at my screen for an hour only to realize the brightness level has been turned down. Either something is wrong with this laptop, or my cat is trying to gaslight me into thinking I'm going blind.

This indoor garden thing is going super well.

Went online to see if I could figure out why the leaves on one of my plants are yellowing, and in no time I was able to confirm it's either overwatered, underwatered, getting too much or not enough sunlight, or perfectly normal for this time of year.

Listening to #REM a lot lately and missing them more than ever; like, enjoy your retirement and all, guys, but how can you leave us alone to cope with all this shit? www.youtube.com/watch?v=bKnd...

No Elmo and minimal trolls are a big plus, but bsky can never be a true successor for Twitter to me until I can come here on a Sunday afternoon and join a thousand other people screaming about how $#%#ed off we are about the Steelers game.

A Thanksgiving Day family mystery: the contents of a full jar of seasoned salt are found in a pile on the kitchen floor, the jar itself missing. After a few minutes of searching, the empty jar is located under my daughter's bed.

My daughter:

Me on Monday: Hey, why don't I schedule a call with my international colleague for 7 am on Wednesday, since the kids and I are all off and I don't have to worry about getting them ready for school.

Me at 6:45 am today:

I always thought this commercial was hilarious, but now I have a whole new appreciation for it. First grade starts tomorrow!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CD1PffNbZls