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He is! I had to put my beloved 15 year old dachshund, Link, to sleep a year ago this week and I missed him terribly.  My husband got me this guy for our 29th anniversary. He’s 9 weeks old and 3 whole pounds! I love him!

I got a puppy and he is ridiculously adorable! Beanie! 

Happy birthday. Covid is a shit birthday present and I’m sorry about that.  I hope that you’re on the mend soon. 

“Please” is one of the nicest words in the English language.

My first cat was a tuna juice freak! He also used to lick it all over his fur, like kitty cat cologne.

Anything diminutive/cutesy, like hubby, lippie, or sunnies. The word snuggle makes me homicidal.

I will admit that I’m a nerd and a literalist, but for me it’s “countless”. Don’t people have any idea how many numbers there are??

Oh god, I could do this forever. I actually hate “appreciate” in all contexts that don’t mean “I recognize/understand/experience” This, I know, is a somewhat archaic version of the word, but I think it’s a weak weak term that we use instead of “I am grateful for” or “thank you.” I mean, you can appreciate pain but it

Oh shit yeah, I want to punch the people without masks. I really really do.

Yep, tiring and tedious indeed--and I’m getting scared again, with the variants.  Last night I left the social because my husband got the truly inspired idea to go out on a walk while fewer people would be out because it was almost dark.  It felt freeing.

Pizza pizza time! Combo, pesto with Boursin and roast garlic, BBQ chicken, breakfast, and Big Mac (before and after cold toppings)

Hmm, I got that a lot growing up, but fortunately not from my mom or dad. I only learned in the last few years to own it. I tell others, yes, I am sensitive and you hit a nerve. I want understand why this makes me so emotional. I can not help caring about what you said. I don’t want to move on and pretend what you

“You’re so sensitive” said sarcastically, sort of, by my sociopath mother. 

Yes, but dying is not the right word. It would be like a Genie granting you youthfulness, but in return, you could only express yourself through vapid hot takes and you had to be hyperfocused on the moment. No self reflection, no mindfulness, no why is this important or not important? I use to take an occasional day

Our cat “Ed” loved tuna juice. He wouldn’t eat tuna to save his life, but if you squeezed the juice out of the can into his bowl he come running. I tried giving him actual tuna a few times and he licked all the juice from around it and looked at me with the most disapproving expression I’ve ever seen on a cat.

What??? It’s so different here! There’s zero mask denial, possibly because the police enforce the masking requirement here, possibly because it's a different culture in this small, religious country, I don't know. But the only place you can be mask free here is in your own home and there's just no blowback to the

Say “whatever” to me and I will take you down.  In any context, it just fires me up.  

Tell me about it!

It’s tiring and tedious, this pandemic life we have been doing the best we can with. It's hard. I’ve done some things I shouldn’t have, also, despite being very careful 99% of the time. Like, the microbrewery outing last weekend. Outside, tables in the parking lot, but still, I talked to people I was introduced to,

Thank you!! Always so cute. This weekend I am puppy sitting,