Detouring with a little rant

Disclaimer: This is a rant about covid. If you live in an American State or some nation that is open for business as usual, please don’t comment here with a political agenda. You can comment if you want, but think twice before you hit publish if you’re going to tell me how you had a steak dinner in a restaurant or went to a party at some club or how all your stores are not going out of business because they are all open and functioning as normal. I don’t give a flying fuck crap which way you lean in terms of your political orientation or covid and I don’t want to engage, or have my readers engage, in a political pissing contest on my platform. Please and thank you. I’m just ranting here to get the unfairness of all this crap out of my system. #SorryNotSorry

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My email exploded. There’s a bunch of messages coming through from the hockey manager. My teenager, who is 15, has played competitive hockey since the age of 4. This is probably his third last year of playing competitive – after he graduates from grade 12 (he’s in grade 10) he will probably be done. Unfortunately, this year has been nothing short of a clusterfuck.

For obvious reasons.

But here’s the thing.

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2020 can shove it

I rarely wear jeans. I used to as an 80s teenager because that’s what teenagers in the 80s wore, but nowadays? Nah.

I especially don’t wear jeans while committed to the house like some common criminal on house arrest during this endless covid-fiasco. I usually wear tights or yoga pants, something comfortable and easy and, you know…stretchy. Continue reading “2020 can shove it”

Dramatic drama brought to you by puppy poop

Here’s the (not so) short version of what consumes my life at the moment:

Tucker at 10 weeks.

Also:

💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩

I slipped on the wet back porch, fell and landed in puppy poop this morning. He pooped on the deck, not on the grass. The deck is raised. We have to go down five steps to reach the lawn.

The maniac puppy can do this, navigate the steps. He does this every day a million times. IT’S NOT THE END OF THE FRICKIN’ WORLD.

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Beach day, puppy update, covidiocy and a little rant

This post is a jumble of loosely connected points from the past weekend. In includes a Beagle puppy update (part 1), a Beach Day summary (part 2), and some remarks about COVID and protocol (part 3). And then I round up the whole post with a little rant. #SorryNotSorry

Part 1

On the weekend my daughter finally got her puppy.

So what does this make me? The “real” mom? “Boss” mom? “Grandma”? 😂😭

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Fed up

Earlier today I texted a friend that I had a list and I was going to be productive and get things done. After all, it was raining, gloomy and cold; what better time to stay indoors and get some chores tackled?

My friend checked in with me a few hours later assuming, incorrectly, that I had accomplished at least some of the tasks.

He was, of course, wrong.

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