…oh, by the way: his character’s name was Optimus Prime.

Effort stretches every which way.

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(photo by Lara Grauer Photography)

I feel like I should be singing something like ‘You Life Me Up’ or ‘Wind Beneath My Wings’. Ugh, I love Bette Midler.

I do have a dream of just being the information lady. I love to learn, I’m quick, I’m a problem solver, and a good hyperfocus churns out quite the summary, system, or plan in roughly 72 hours or less.

Oh, it’s still churning, baby.

The tiny king who woke up in his art gallery and believes breakfast is a ceremonial act performed in his honor.

angry little highschooler

messy young adult

emerging modern maiasaura

Cant stop won’t stop. . .

embracing stuff?

Who says you can’t learn anything on the internet.

I never would have thought of this on my own.
Probably.

Some parts of our story only make sense in hindsight.
Some people in our story stay with us long after the moment passes.

You might be living next to someone that is more similar than you think.

Piano was home.
Guitar was home.
Julie was home.

And now my home is home.
Stay tuned.

I honestly still do not know what this one means. Or how to use it, except for in this example. The only example I was ever given.

Only you can prevent water meters.

When your project brain hurls itself at domestic life.

Now including cat food presentation, apparently.

And the bearded dragon wonderland is going quite well, btw.