Hannah Murray

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Today was so good. Ran my errands, hit the first batch of caramels done. Two hour nap, bestie made a roast chicken with leeks and cream, and I fucking LURV a two-out rally.

Sal Motherfucking Frelick.

I was gonna go start a load of laundry when they brought in the reliever on two outs. Laundry can wait. #WorldSeries

My dog is such a piece of shit. He knows he’s not supposed to take the soda cans out of the recycling bin, so he’s poking the bin with his nose. When one falls out because the bin is over full, he’s like “oh, well, cans on the floor are fair game!” and scoops it up. I really need a dumber dog.

I just got a spam text from an Ontario area code that said “my calls aren’t going through to you, did you block me?” and my good sir, if you WERE someone I actually knew and I HAD actually blocked you, do you imagine I would’ve SEEN that text? GTFO.

It’s caramel makin’ time.

I woke the kiddo for school, gave her the usual “5 more minutes”, and now the puppy is in her room talking to her and she just yelled for me to come get him because who can go back to sleep with a Pitbull whining at you to get out of bed already? The world is shit, but there is still joy to be had.

The kiddo is in the shower so the dog keeps nosing his way into the bathroom to check on her then bumps the door closed and can’t get back out. My husband has opened the door for him three times now, saying “you’re a dumbass” with increasing annoyance and decreasing affection.

MISTER D’ONOFRIO, SIR 🤪🥰😜

It’s pouring in Portland today, and while I’m grateful for the rain (we really need it), I had to go to the pumpkin farm to buy cider this morning so I’m even more grateful to be back home because hydroplaning on twisty roads is really not fun.

I can’t decide if I want to watch the rest of this ballgame or go to bed. The dilemma of an old baseball fan.

I am at a dog show. So far I have gotten kisses from a Great Dane named Arthur, a bull mastiff named Stitch, and a three month old Bernese Mt. Dog named Trillium. I love today.

This pitiful asshole.

Replacing our hot water heater. Yaaaaaaaaaaay.

I have not been paying attention to the NHL for reasons*, but the stories out of Ottawa last night just tickle me. *racism, sexism, homophobia, the systemic dismissal of sexual assault and assault accusations, and the general prioritization of money over ethics

How can I tell if my electric hot water heater is not working? Because we have no hot water…

My kid & I were watching The Golden Girls, the episode where Blanche’s brother comes out. Kid asked “Why was it such a big deal that he was gay?” so I explained homophobia, the AIDS crisis, religious bigotry, and showed her the Gay Funeral Designing Women episode to show how vile people were.* *are

For lunch I am heating up a chicken and mushroom pie I made last month and froze in individual portions and I cannot express how happy I am about it. This is the kind of adulting I’m good at, unfortunately the credit card payment will, as usual, just make it in under the wire.

I want this so hard. a.co/d/0hJ5NSj0

Seeing Kelly McGillis stripped to the waist giving herself a basin bath in Witness. Which was uncomfortable, given that I was watching the movie in a theatre with my mother.

Sometimes threads is a goddamn cesspool nightmare, and sometimes it’s this. You just never know what you’re gonna get.

A baby author on threads has called out Nora Roberts for never giving back to her community or helping younger authors (paraphrased) and everyone should take cover now, before the sirens go off.

Somebody should reboot Grizzly Adams. I’d watch that.

Three pitchers in the first three innings is insane. Sparky Anderson would never.

My MIL, who generally likes the president and who is from the lovely state of New Mexico, said when I read this to her: "He can go blow his nose in the pig pen". I don't know what that means, but I laughed.

I have this. In Wish I Might (a.co/d/0fnoPrDP) the FMC’s best friend gets pregnant in her happy poly relationship (featured in the first book of the series, Wish I May) and has an abortion, which leads to the FMC and MMC reflecting on the abortion she had in college when they were together.

I’m 52 and I’d rather pull out all my toenails every day for 9 months than be pregnant, but hey, some people are built different. Y’all leave Hillary Swank alone.

Cheese cave.

I'm annoyed by this political ad re: Marie Glusencamp Perez. There's plenty to say about her, but somehow her opponent thinks that saying "she avoids paying state income tax" when Washington, the state she reps, doesn't HAVE state income tax…now you just think we're stupid.

Three days as director of marketing for a transportation company. I'd applied for a market research position, I was 27 and terrified, and spent those three days literally hiding in the bathroom. My dad was furious when I quit, because the money was excellent, but I could not do that job.

I seem to have misplaced some very important paperwork, and I’m getting pissed.

“Quit trying to strike everybody out. Strike outs are boring—besides that they’re fascist. Throw some ground balls, it’s more democratic.”

My mom: I’d like to buy you this shirt, would you wear it? Me: Absolutely not.

New cone, who dis?

Dreams do come true.

Dear Old Navy, This doesn’t come in my size and that is an affront to my whimsy. Please rectify this situation immediately. Sincerely, A Grown Bitch Who Needs A Fox Hoodie

Fans in Cleveland chanting the opening bars of Seven Nation Army will never not be hilarious to me. #ALCS

My toxic trait is not being able to let inaccurate movie quotes go uncorrected. Yeah, I *know* it’s not the point, but if you’re going to all the trouble to quote a movie to *make* a point, the least you can do is be accurate.

Why is mlb.com so fucking useless?

He seems more comfortable in the donut. And blue is definitely his color.

The dog is battling a skin infection that we have to eliminate before his neutering later this month, so he’s on antibiotics, steroids, and a topical mouse I have to rub on the affected area (his belly, balls, and anus) once a day. And he’s in a cone to keep him from irritating it. He’s not happy.

Holy CRAP.

I fumbled a hair clip and in trying to catch it accidentally clamped my nipple (stg) so I screamed and after my daughter stopped laughing she asked quite seriously, “why do I find other people’s suffering so delightful?” and I just said “I dunno” because I am not ready to have that talk tonight.

Omg, about a month ago I randomly had the theme song for this show stuck in my head for no reason, just a lingering fragment from the Nick at Nite days. “They’re cousins! Identical cousins all the way!”

This is some hella good baseball. #ALDS

That hook slide was NUTSO. #ALDS

Puppy is doing a little better this morning. He climbed up on the counter for the beef scraps, anyway, and that's on brand. But he's still not 100% himself, so I made a vet appointment for tomorrow.

How the fuck am I out of worcestershire?

Baby doesn’t feel good. Didn’t want his breakfast, didn’t want MY breakfast, sleeping all morning. ☹️