happy nuu-nuu!

I need to be able to think out loud, not just craft my online persona, and I need to stop associating the value of my thoughts with likes and shares.

Update

Here’s what we’ve been up to. I have a couple of drafts going on some of these but in the likelihood I never get around to finishing them I’ll just summarize them here.

Brave

You can be amazing
You can turn a phrase into a weapon or a drug
You can be the outcast
Or be the backlash of somebody’s lack of love
Or you can start speaking up

A Hint of TARDIS

I worried that my Minime’s dress would not read as the Audrey Hepburn vision I pictured in comparison to the strapless/corseted/sequined/tulle confections that kept popping up online. Would people understand?

Do you have a question or something?

Minimike has changed the structure of her inquiries by adding “or something.” Can you play with me or something? Can I please have a dessert or something? If I ignore potty training it might go away. I’m trying to relax about it, to the point where she thought it would be OK to go #2 in her pants. Minime and […]

I Do Doodle