Baby Got Back. Dance Party. April 9, 2020

Thursday of week 4 of sheltering in place. My worries are more tonight. Nighttime is hard. It’s easier to let the worries in. I use my mantras. I try to stay busy. I try to be engaged and in community. It’s the time between dinner and bedtime, and it’s a hard time for my monkey mind.

I just saw a headline on the tv that Trump is going to let people go back to work, that widespread testing is unnecessary. I fantasize about Hillary. And Barak. And Michelle. And now it’s up to Biden. I want someone to ride in on a great, big, white horse and save us. Save us from Trump.

Let’s think of other things. I made a chocolate cake last night. Chocolate cake is delicious. Tonight we had frozen pizza for dinner. Mine was gluten and dairy free. Doesn’t that sound fun? It was fine. Not great, but not offensive.

Spoiler Alert - do not read if you are going to watch Friday Night Lights:

Julie is being a total fucking bitch to her mom, Tammy Taylor, who just had a baby. Her husband, Coach Taylor, is dividing his time between Dillon and Austin and Tammy is a disaster. Of course she is, she just had a baby. I hate Julie this season. She’s a total cunty bitch. Landry and Tyra have their own drama going on, it always makes me so sad. Landry is such a good boy, and their situation is such a disaster. Jason Street and Big Tim Riggins are in Mexico. Lyla found Jesus in a really big way. And Julie dumped Matt. She’ll regret it. She’s so lame. Matt is falling in lust for his grandmother’s caregiver. Who wouldn’t? She’s hot!

My kids are terrible at helping clean the kitchen. Their definition of clean is outrageous. My mom said they are spoiled, she is not wrong. I’m spoiled too.

The truth is, I miss everyone! I miss you all so much!