I was having lunch with a friend in Berlin when she said, "Every woman deserves a ho era." And I laughed and said "Honestly, a lifetime." And then she said, "An epoch."

Anyhow, that kinda made me feel a way, so I went home and wrote a 200-word rpg about it.

witcheslovingwitches.itch.io/ho-epoque

I started playing Lancer. Am I doing it right??

Overcast morning at the range.

Finally got around to putting some wax on my vintage castle spinning wheel.

I just impulse-bought a whole outfit and have no regrets.

feeling called out

So I asked my kid to rinse the cucumber for my salad. He gave it gentle bath, lovingly administered a flu shot, and told it, caringly and compassionately, that it would feel better soon.

I have never felt so much guilt slicing up a veggie for my salad.

Just a bat, wishing you Happy Halloween.

I’ve been pretty tired lately and haven’t done a lot of home cooking, but did manage to make dinner tonight.

This is how my Friday is going

Got new “thank fuck I’m divorced” ceramic bowls today.

I guess that means I should cook some celebratory soup. Maybe 5-spice soba with baked salmon? Or a garlic broth with a poached egg, rustic bread crust, and paprika? Or maybe creamy cauliflower soup?

Last night was session zero of a Nobilis game I’m playing, and I forgot how much I love drawing on paper character sheets.

I just think these would all make incredible characters for a setting or adventure or story. I’d probably fall for Midnight Oil and live to regret it, then be besties with Oregon and Hug.

Ok, but why are hedonist and bookworm different choices?

I want someone to throw me a sapphrise party.