Not sure I know how to write the sound of exasperation that I just let out.
Taking a mental health break from the Phillies.
at *least. I want Trump to bomb Cupertino next for whatever they did to autocorrect
Me sitting at the dinner table sharing into the distance while I make a guillotine out of my mashed potatoes.
4yo is still a little too sick to go to school today, so working from home to watch him. Gave him that pm cold medicine. “May cause drowsiness” better be more like a promise.