Toasted sesame Ezekiel bread slathered with butter and honey. It’s what’s for dinner.
Abundant Sunshine
Piglet
Happy Got Day, Miss Franny McGee!
We celebrated with many hats and also a breakfast of poached egg on toast. Piglet had to get in on the act, too, which Franny was fine with. She’s an awfully good girl. It’s hard to believe I’ve had her for a year.
International Women’s Day
So. Tomorrow is International Women’s Day. One whole Day! Just for us ladypeople! Google is, of course, celebrating with a Google doodle. And of course, some dude was interviewed about its creation. He says, and I fucking quote: “International Women’s Day is a really hard topic. How do you [summarize] what women represent in a graphic?”
Jesus wept.
Texas is celebrating by further restricting access to abortion. Why? Because they care. Mm-hm. It seems to me that if they actually gave one single solitary fuck about women’s health and safety, they would accept the fact that pregnancy is far more dangerous to women than abortion. But they don’t, so they won’t.
Hmf
Why is it that the one time I get a decent shot of the dog yawning, my camera is in the wrong orientation. If I’d been shooting landscape, this wouldn’t have been so oddly cropped. Somehow, I’m sure this is all Piglet’s fault.
I just got off the phone with the vet, to schedule Franny’s annual exam. Next week will be the anniversary of me adopting her. Harriet died a few days before that, but I’d rather remember a happy occasion. It has been a loooong year, yo.








