I was gonna share a happy memory about my mom on this web log today but I didn’t get very many words down before the ache in my guts became too much. So instead I headed to Dolores Park to picnic with friends before returning home to stuff myself with Kentucky Fried Chicken whilst watching Instant Family with Bevan and the canines. Even though she’s not here to tell me as much, I know my mom would’ve understood.
I could use some advice from my mom right about now.
And maybe a hug too, while we're at it.
I'm in a Lyft on my way home from Momo's where I had quite a few rounds of VNCs (Very Necessary Cocktails) with four of my work colleagues and if next week is anything like this one I'll be asking the bartender for an IV.
I was gonna use this space to bitch about my day today but then I visited my mom's blog and read what she posted exactly four years ago and decided not to because I'm alive and healthy and fuck everything else.