When will I internalize the fact that every year of my life there will be a late snow that packs into one week the same crushing depressive power as four months of winter? Despite being an adult living in Chicago for half of my life, this surprises me every time.
I feel like this Junji Ito panel is a good feel for what's going on with my own cat's neck situation.
Mom brain.
Stay hydrated, everyone.
My cat is old and I love her.
Sir's morning constitutional.
Leaf water vs bean juice
I met a future book editor at a cafe yesterday.
Outing.
I'm usually pretty good at graciously accepting my title as "meanest mama ever" for denying eternal screen time, but this one was just... BRUTAL.