This is currently my favorite thing Patches does. Normally she runs away when I come downstairs and find her on the bean bag chair, but today she let me take two pictures. One digital and one film. Here is the digital:
You’re going to have to wait for the film.
Jen was in the office this morning, but Patches sat in her home office the whole time. She was either patiently waiting for Jen to come back, or she was just keeping the desk warm.
Also… oops
Finally. Patches sacked out on Jen’s side of the bed instead of mine for once.
Sundays are not supposed to be stressful, but today is. Everything’s okay, and I will not share details, but it’s not a relaxing day the way you would hope it would be.
Patches disagrees. She’s totally stress-free today.
Patches broke a nail. I bet that hurt like hell.
I took my little Nikon film camera with me to visit my mother. The idea being if Waze took me home through downtown Andover I would stop and take a pic or two. Waze did not take me home through downtown Andover but it did almost kill me. Well, the schmuck who tried to pull out of the breakdown lane without getting a running start almost killed me. The camera was on the front seat and slamming on the breaks to avoid death hurled it off the seat and onto the floor.
So I was sitting here, in the living room, in between episodes of Stranger Things, and Patches was just sitting there on the floor watching me. I took a pic with my phone and then tried to take a pic with the film camera. You know, just to make sure it still works after the trauma of the car ride.
Just as I was about to hit the shutter button Patches stood up and started walking. The shutter speed was pretty slow so I was pretty sure the images was going to be a little blurry. The first thing I did after hearing the click of the shutter was look at the back of the camera… which is where the display would have shown the image if I had taken it with a digital camera… instead of taking it with a film camera, which I did.
I am such a tool.
Patches is thrilled that Steve Bannon was found guilty of two counts of contempt of Congress today, but she’s also pretty disappointed that the minimum sentence is 30 days in jail per count. She’s hopeful though that the judge will not stick to the minimum due to Bannon’s general nazi-assholishness. We shall see.
I ended my personal facebook ban when the psychologist I talked to at the weight loss clinic suggested I join a bariatric surgery support group. I didn’t want to but I did.
I haven’t opened the app for a few days. A few minutes ago, on the spur of the moment, I deleted the app from my iPhone. Later on I’ll delete it from my iPad too.
The facebook ban has officially recommenced. If for some reason I decide I need that bariatric surgery group again I will end the ban again.
Until then?
Patches approves.
I disturbed her in her hiding place. She is so mad at me. Just look at the rage and murder in her eyes.
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