Firefly. It is my annual rewatch.

I forget that Southern California can be so lovely all year round.

I love free ranged children. They alays seem to have such fun, compared to the children who are supervised every minute of the day. My mother turned my brother and I out at 10, every day and we were allowed to return for lunch, but we were expected to be out of the house until 4 or 5.

I sometimes will soak in prosecco and then blend/freeze into a sorbet.

I always recommend setting up your day the night before. Pick out your clothes and accessories, pack snacks or a lunch, make sure everything you want to bring is ready to go. I also always overdress my first week, because it makes a better impression to come in looking like you are ready for business and then…

That is so sad. My grandmother also decided to stop her treatment, because she felt she had to get back to what life she has left. I spent a month with her which was absolutely awful, because I wanted to be super strong for her and my grandfather, but I was in my senior year of college and I was so overwhelmed and…

I am drinking earl grey, but have a bottle of chardonnay on standby.

Binge watching tv, because this week left me so drained. The project manager quit and now I have to take over her projects, two of which are very time consuming and high stakes. I also have to run my own team and complete me own duties. My boss sensed rebellion, and gave me a raise and has been very, very nice to me.

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I am a California Tahoe resident and I can affirm to this. Even Reno is questionable. I have never been in a restaurant in Reno without 1 person open carrying and looking shifty as fuck.

I volunteer to be the town Vodka Aunt. I will supply (sometimes well-meant, but questionable) advice and make everyone breakfast before the annual town Wine Walk.

That is a highly smoochable face.

Ooo good plan.

Yessssssss!

I am so jealous. She slept in the crook of my arm once when I had the flu and she must have felt very safe with how weak I was.

it is mutual hero-ing. I rescued her and she rescued me right back. I didn’t really understand people with therapy animals, but I haven’t felt depressed or had a panic attack since January when she came home.

Your kitty needs a cat park, like a dog park, but with less dogs and more pets and cats to wrestle and a lot of wand toys and cat trees and little hidey holes a cat can pop out of and attack some peasant’s unsuspecting ankles, and a bowl full of unlimited food.

She is usually a shaking ball of unhappiness at the vets. Too nervous to cause trouble. Poor dear.

Nooooo god why would this happen to good people?

That is the worst. I once dropped a bottle of wine in a parking lot while on a tinder date with the most beautiful Kiwi man in the world. I was so awkward and he was so nice about it.

I like the concept of an after party with cats, but they must have exceptionally out going kitties to make that work. Emily will hide when someone is in tHe house at all. Traveling and being social will be too much for her.