A sense of an ending

I guess I should be relieved the investigators found that the Title IX complaint I'd participated in was more than valid. But reading through the 70+-page report, I relived so much of that nonsense all over again, learned how it was even more awful than I had suspected it was, and am already beginning to dread the hearing and appeals processes that are to follow.

The thing with feathers...

I guess that in the middle of our sudden winter, I can still find some green, some birdsong, and some hope.

It's my Boss Day! And it was dinner at Sansu as usual. We tried to get At on FaceTime, but he barked at us, so we hung up. Found out later that (a) he had been driving (b) Big A had texted him separately to tell him to be nicer ("not be a dick"). I guess everyone's doing the right thing :)? 

Happy hepatitis, I guess?

I finally managed to get a picture of the happiest hepatitis warning (in the world, probably!). The excitement of that exclamation point! The picture of the virus that looks like party decorations!!

I've lost count of the number of times this sign has made me chuckle at the end of a long day of work and while in the middle of a long and lonely commute.

hah hah high

Walked around by myself this morning, which meant I had 90s music on, and I have so much Prince, I was mostly listening to Prince.

People don't seem to have returned from break yet, so it was mostly me in all the emptiness, feeling a little... electrified.

Then I came home and started the book Big A gave me. OMG, Prince: Nothing Compares 2 U.

Hello!

Big family life

My dream of being a large multigenerational family with many puppies underfoot comes true--at least periodically.

Help-y

At used to say "help-y" when he meant "healthy." And here I am walking in this bloody, bleak landscape because of help-y friends.

Also help-y, CF helping me (and the fam!) enroll for health benefits with our new provider on the last possible day, because I had (classic Maya!) procrastinated for so long.