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PSA (and business ideas!)
Here with a PSA & two million-dollar start up ideas, you’re welcome. Had a flurry of old person tests over the last week and they were fun. But both could be (and might have already been) lifesaving. So get your breast mammograms/MRIs and colonoscopies. They were basically cozy naps with some sharting, so nothing new.
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Worth more
I tried to sell a car this past Wednesday. I waited forty minutes in the dealer while they did an appraisal, only to come back and hand me the key and say “I think it’s worth more to you than it is to us.” It stung. I started to wonder what I was thinking trying
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Never again
Irreverence moved to depression over these last few weeks, as attacks on the federal government came faster and more viciously. Last weekend, the billionaire tyrant demanded an email describing five things we had done in the past week, and threatening immediate termination as a consequence of non response. Our agency wrote separately “you must respond
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Dementia Prevention Squad
The only good thing about geriatric pregnancy is when you are over 40 and you’re driving in hazardous conditions and one person needs their milk cup but the other other one is screaming “What is 45 + 72???” And you pass off the cup barely and you desperately answer “117??” but you almost hit a
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finding prince give-a-shit
So it’s early February, and if you have children you’ve definitely already knocked either rsv, stomach virus, flu or strep off your bingo card this year. We’ve hit 3/4 and I’m hanging on by a thread. Spent a few days managing vomit from son and husband, then a spontaneous early morning puke from the 2
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Snoop Dogg and salad
Still motivated by Elon’s attempts to take my job, I’ve been cooking chicken and making salad dressing and doing other shit that would have boggled my 25 year old mind. But I made this and thought to myself “Damn that looks and tastes good,” and as I looked around the room at various humans throwing,
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This girl
On Friday this newly-skunked girl woke me up at 2am. It took me a while to hear her whining near our bedroom door to get out, because Mike had his noise machine on, which he doesn’t usually. When I let her into the hallway, she paused by the door of her toddler-nemesis. I prodded her,
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Potty brain
When potty training a toddler it’s really all you think about. Took a long time for me to figure out why Target had practice potties in its dollar section (but I was stoked!).
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DOGE for the win
It’s already working, made a bacon Brie bread pudding to manage the panic about DOGE- how efficient!
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Welcome?
My favorite book in college (that I was forced to read) was Boccaccio’s Decameron. Not only was it way sexier than anything else I had ever been forced to read, it felt like it combined history, romance and public health crises (my favorite) in a way that felt surreal. When would we ever watch the
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Katie, people-watcher, verbal vomiter and psychological yenta, ironically holds professional roles that dictate equanimity. She maintains this blog so as to not explode. Read full bio.
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