In SF. On way to Sausalito. Kid: can I watch a show? Me: Look out your window! That’s the Golden Gate Bridge! Kid: So? I’ve seen it before. Me: No, you haven’t. Kid: Mom, I’m bored.

Why are kids such ungrateful idiots… btw I absolutely did this to my parents 😆

At CA Academy of Sciences. With my kid. Wonderful.

In SF. Just saw a car driving with no one in it 😳 My unspeaking disheveled Uber driver has no idea how fondly I feel for him - AND HE NEVER WILL. But he’ll get a good rating and average tip.

SF hotel review: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⚪️⚪️ Bathroom mirrors too clean and brightly lit. Makes seeing self after a night of traveling with a child an unpleasant experience.

Being a parent is reaching into your coat pocket for your keys and pulling out a small child’s dirty sock.

P (kid’s 2nd grade classmate) at drop off shows off stuffy (stuffy pj day) and a mood ring on her full set ferosh acrylic manicured hand 😆, takes mood ring chart out of pocket and reads “Indifferent. Possibly drunk.” Giggles. I don’t know why [name] gave this to me.

😂😆

I am having my first #spindrift. It is remarkable.

Yesterday an older Asian man (he self identified) working at the giant warehouse store told me he was giving me a beautiful box for my groceries because I was beautiful. I thanked him for the box then privately sulked thinking about how 99.9% of time men like him give me shitty boxes...

“Money is not required to buy one necessary of the soul.” Henry D. Thoreau, Walden.

But like, this puppy just crawled up to me, licked my hand, laid her head in my hand, and fell asleep. So I’m supposed to just not buy her?