This is who you’re disappointing if you don’t like my bat mitzvah themed birthday invitation picture while I’m crashing out on main. (Edit: my birthday is in May but I’m a producer with anxiety)
Oh also all my friends have babies now, and I got to work with the best people, and travel a lot, and get a lot of tattoos, and see my family a lot, and I truly have the best life. Happy new year ❤️🌈
Started 2025 by watching When Harry Met Sally (elite) alone (sad). Made it through the first half with only crying sometimes, and hugging everyone I love, and taking 9,000 pictures of the dogs, and trying really hard to learn how to paint (ha), and raising a bunch of money, and finally realizing I have curly hair even though my dad thought I was wearing a wig when I showed him.
Today marks five years with Gal. My best girl who beat the shit out of cancer last year, survived her parents divorce, graciously accepted a little brother dog into the house, and continues to be the greatest thing I’ve ever spent money on. G forever ❤️
Three weeks of non stop sweat and work and a little bit of wine and a lot of emails and more fish than I’ve ever consumed and hundreds of Vichy Catalans and handfuls of Haribo and did I mention sweat?
When existence seems bleak, may I recommend vacation you can not afford but need deeply in your soul to heal and rejuvenate your mind and body and brain and being?
Happy Father’s Day to the best to ever do it. Love you BSG!
And happy wtf day to the Lyft driver that told us his favorite Father’s Day story, unprompted, which sent us into hysterical laughter for 20+ minutes and confused and sort of angered him. I’ve been sitting on this audio for a month. Thank you Bennet. You were super scary.
HFD 💕
New chair, new-ish dog. Stanley Poochie aka Stanno aka Stinky aka the toothless wonder. We love him even though he bit my BOOB last night and has already cost us $2,000+ in dental work. Gal is slowly coming to terms with her new brother 💕
