Sunday morning reading before a marking sprint. After a couple of disappointments over the last few weeks, I am really enjoying Kidd’s writing style.

At an Argentinian tango show in downtown Toronto and I don’t think I have ever seen an audience so botoxed and facelifted outside of Hollywood awards shows.

Hook Line and Tinker has the best dad jokes.

Even the plastic mermaid went head-first into my bellini. It’s been that kind of week.

I wanted to love this one. I so enjoyed the first book in the series. The second was a big disappointment, and this one is somewhere in between. The aunties’ language-mangling, meddling, bossy schtick feels a bit forced this time.

I didn’t know I would feel this relieved stepping away from Instagram. I’m spending my early mornings reading and listening to music. And I like what that is doing for my AuDHD brain.

I don’t know where in my head it lived, but I heard myself saying “eat, eat, eat,” as I packed a tupperware container of leftovers for my son to take to his roommate, and I gestured with my whole hand for him to take more. I hope somewhere Manang Sabina is laughing.

How is that comfortable?!?!

Just ordered some laceweight yarn from Tanis that looks like a unicorn farted on it. 1) I feel another shawl obsession coming on; and 2) all the Little Twin Stars buying is expanding into other directions. What will be the outcome of all this?!?! 🤣🩵🩷

Muslim Pakistani-American remake of Persuasion. It was so good, I finished it in less than 24 hours and read it mostly chronologically instead of bouncing around like I usually do.