Hieeeeee! I just noticed on the top of my Flickr that it said I joined in 2007. I started blogging in 2003. I joined Instagram in 2012, the same year I got my first Smartphone, and apparently Twitter too? I’ve been on Twitter for 10 years??! I don’t even like Twitter.

The glaciers are melting and we’re all gonna burn to death in the future but hell most certainly DID freeze over in June 2022 because Corinne (and her new live-in boyfriend) got…a dog?

She paid 1600 dollars, in fact, for a “Bernadoodle”, that’s right–a Bernese Mountain dog mixed with a poodle. Uh huh. Times are strange.

I paid 60$ for a 90$ “Lash Lift” last month, thanks to Groupon. I had sort of forgotten about Groupon’s existence until my cheap-ass boss told me she always gets her beauty services done with Groupon coupons. This is basically a perm for your eyelashes that lasts 6 weeks. I think if combined with Latisse it would be a lot more noticeable. Nothing natural will ever compare to those long eyelash extensions I used to pay to upkeep. Those were the days!

At age 5 my son has already perfected his impression of me. He puts on my long nightgown and loudly bosses everyone around.

Some heavenly-smelling peach-colored roses I pass every morning as I walk into work. After working at my current job for over a year and half without any whisper of a raise or benefits, I asked for a raise and received one. Boo-ya!

Last month I made a headdress from an old embroidered wide headband and a cluster of beaded grapes (you can almost make it out in this picture) to attend the “Fruit Bowl”, a themed queer fashion show at a bar downtown with my co-worker. My co-worker, who is very quiet, reserved and always wears things like navy polo shirts and baggy black slacks (year-round) surprised me by drinking several ciders, taking hits from her weed vape, and shaking her ass off to house music until I left at 10 pm. Who knew?

I wore one of my “Eyes of the World” hippie dresses and completely flat Saltwater Sandals and my feet were quite achey the next day. Mama hadn’t danced at a club in a loooooong time!

My little redhead will be 3 in a few months and he is having his full-on Terrible Twos. Between him and the heat yesterday (it was around 90 degrees; no air conditioning at work or at home) I was about to LOSE IT. Luckily my mother came over and I was able to escape for 24 minutes to do some arm exercises by myself upstairs. She’s been coming over a lot this week because our house is cooler than the townhouse she lives in.

We even upgraded our tiny little plastic kiddie pool this year! This big boy beats the heat quite nicely.

Radically wet spring led into a pretty damn hot July. Everyone around here melts when the temperature gets over 85 degrees. You don’t know how good you have it, people out there with central air conditioning.

I don’t think Grammy Kim has been in our pool. She did however impress everyone this past week at the family cabin by floating, canoeing, even jumping off the dock! Adventure Grammy!

Our cabin trip had been planned for the usual August, but when I confirmed with the Ballard P-Patch that I would be participating in their annual “Art in the Garden” show August 6th, we moved our trip to mid-July.

This year I purchased myself a donut-shaped floatie with chunks of holographic silver glitter swirling around inside, because it was RIGHT, you know?

We celebrated the 4th of July in a very low-key manner with some crappy little sparklers and pop-it’s Josh purchased from a fireworks stand.

Forest walkies! Amazing that even in early July we were still wearing sweatshirts in the forest.

Lunch break! I’m gonna eat some grilled cheese and be back to talk about going to the family cabin in July! Hooray!