And one woman's tea...
the best, as usual. Klanned Karenhood. Bitches.
I don't care what anyone says, she WAS your biological beagle. And it's hard to look forward to things so full of unknown unknowns, especially when grief is taking up so much of your emotional space, but #1 the distraction is probably a good thing, and #2 maybe you'll get to see a dog. A PORTUGUESE dog. No promises. But it could happen.
P.S. Excellent taste in whiskey, unsurprisingly. And yes, it's fine that today "tea" looks like "liquor" and "morning" looks like "fuck you". You have permission.
Have a great retreat! Never know when staring at a tin of can of fish might come up in one of your future books, all perfect for the canned fish industry to ban!
I'm so glad you're blogging again. You do make me laugh. Even losing Nellie has not dimmed your sense of humor. "Biological beagle," indeed! Stay safe. (I'm grumpy, too, but I've been this way since the Bush Jr. administration, with just a brief 8 year interlude starting in 2008 and ending in 2016.)
Oh Marjie you will LOVE that retreat, and Portugal too. Happy Escaping!
"Klanned Karenhood," I love it
Bizarrely I haven’t commented on this post, I must’ve been too busy yelling at my phone, and cursing Florida officials and Klanned Karenhood…
After your fabulous retreat, which I’m not at all jealous of as I write from the freaking rainiest and coldest part of southern South Australia, perhaps you need to move to Florida and run for Governor.
That’ll fix them.
You could introduce basic requirements for each library such as a minimum number of books about dogs. And any objection to a book must accompany certification of being a fine upstanding citizen with a degree in Children’s Literature and a recommendation by a child psychologist that 9 out of 10 children would be traumatised by reading said book. With evidence that these children didn’t display any potty mouth language, play Fortnite, or have mullets.
But that’s probably just me and my draconian ideals…
The trip to Portugal will be good for you Marjie even if you spend it staring at cans of tinned fish the entire time. You must take along a bottle of the Writers Tears whiskey.....
LMAO! That "tea" will be all you this time. If I get anywhere near an alcoholic beverage I engage in abrupt and violent Reverse Peristalsis. Designated Driver For Life here...
I will be spending much of next week house and cat sitting for a friend on our local coast, and I've already framed this as a "Low Key Artistic Retreat." Changing one's environs is good for the brain indeed. 👍
Have a wonderful trip. Going somewhere far away is always good for my soul. I hope you have a safe, fun time and look forward to reading about it. I'm sure there will be a colorful fellow traveler or two!