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Took my compression socks off. Hooo, boy. Those are some Amazing bruises. I’m finally sleeping and eating normally which is huge. And showering. Until those things are disrupted you really take them for granted.

Oh, when that Oxy hits. It hits hard.

Surgery is done. Starting rehab. Had wild rice soup for my first meal. And I donated to Second Harvest. That’s some quality Minnesota shit.

Anyone else have that moment of panic when the ballot machine gets fed that you accidentally voted for all the wrong people?

It’s should be a criminal offense to bring French fries into the office and not share them. 🤤

Fuck climate change. As a woman experiencing certain life changes, I should be able to cool off outside in the back half of October. Not today. 🥵

Going to vote bright and early tomorrow before I’m on opioid painkillers. I use yard signs to help determine who not to vote for in local elections. If Demuth and Tafoya supporters like you, you get the side eye from me, generally. Suburban elections can be a little weird.

In completely non-shocking news, the twerpy white dude who questioned El-Sayed’s allegiance to the Constitution and religious freedom (an allegiance twerp DOES NOT have), is a conservative operative who used to work for Josh “run away like a cartoon character” Hawley.

@combledore.bsky.social here’s fave boat: It’s a fake boat with tulips at the Keukenhof in Amsterdam.

I love this movie poster so much my 14 yo self is proud of me:

Thirteen years ago, @albertburneko.bsky.social (assuming that’s the same guy) published an apple crumble recipe on Deadspin before it sucked like blown airlock in an Aliens movie. Make it. You won’t be sorry.

My kiddo went to Minnesota History Center and bought me this sticker.

Went to Joint Camp yesterday and got my bag o’ drugs today. T-13 days for the OG knee. I got five pages of exercises to do at home after surgery. That seems unfair. I want to be lazy and pampered and carted around like a certain Senator.

Absolutely annihilated the roof of my mouth with crusty crust of bread. So, I’m disinfecting it like a European. Wine. All the wine because it hurts.

You know it’s been rough year when a knee replacement surgery is something to look forward to. So much tv, reading and knitting.

Not a huge fan of everything @klobuchar.senate.gov does. But today was not one of those days. Nice job making that sexist racist douche look stupid.

Walking to the train at the Fort Snelling (Whipple) park and ride this morning, there were three older folks getting their signs ready to protest. They were laughing and joking with each while going to fight fascism and hate. That’s the kind of retirement I want.

Finished the baseball game (and travel) scarf before the first frost! Starting on coordinating mittens for the large handed kiddo. Seriously, even the OB comments on the length of that kid’s fingers at birth.

Made the kiddo food to take back to school. Secretly hoping they leave it. It turned out really well.

The child is home for the weekend. 😊I’m making curry and pasta and food for campus. And apparently buying snacks for the dorm 💸 The dog is just sleeping on their leg.

The kiddo and I are feeling very smug about our long standing hatred of Ed Sheeran. I believe I called his music “whiny white boy music”. Taking no side means you align with the oppressors.

I have #TomBihn Cafe Bag that’s older than one of my children and has been all over with me. It’s been back to Seattle for a repair before and will be heading back there soon. Tremendous customer service and quality. It is why I have a collection of their products.

Stinging insect bites/stings have entered the itchy AF stage.

The bees that have been using the basil plants that bolted and the lavender for nectar apparently have a home in the weeds next to the tomato plants. Which I violently invaded today in a quest to get rid of the creeping charlie. The bees won. Or wasps. Not sure which. Ouchy.

The baseball game scarf is 75 or stitches away from being fully bound off. Then it’s doing the fringe! Terrible game for the Saints. Beers were great. Modist Brewery is so good as is Pyres. The less said about the hot dog the better. One full week of empty nesting. Going ok!

Th kid read the syllabi so they knew what was expected of them. Clearly, they were switched at birth.

I’m on the Blue Line. There’s a woman in a jaunty AF hat and a dude eating a massive Chipotle burrito. And a little kid squealing. Life’s rich pageant.

I swear I’m the only person who leaves the #MNStateFair hungry.

Bought myself a cold can of fizzy water for the drive home from Trader Joe’s. Left it in the cart in the cart corral. Hopefully, someone enjoys it! Still thirsty tho.

In two years, I’ve gone from cooking for five to cooking for two. I’m not equipped for this challenge. You cannot halve an egg.

Youngest kiddo is safely ensconced at freshmen orientation. We are safety ensconced in the line to exit the parking lot. We will still be here in four years for graduation. Just circling back around.

Making the kiddo a key lime pie and their “favorite” meal because they are leaving home for college. I should be flattered they are sad versus having a countdown calendar like I did. I just want them to have the most transformative four years. If I hadn’t, they wouldn’t exist.

The Verizon AI chatbot offered its condolences on my mom’s death and promptly put me on hold. I hung ip after 15 mins. Something tells me she was not very sincere.

If you’re meeting someone at the end of the Sky Ride or SkyGlider make sure you have a quick chat about which is which. And get the Hmong Corn Dog!

Don’t sleep on the Creative Arts building. There’s some amazing work in there. And there’s some really emotional pieces.

Starting off Minnesota week with a Saints game! Local beer and brats/sausage in a gorgeous night. And this is the giveaway:

I’m on vacation!!!!!!! I haven’t really had time off since March. Tomorrow and Sunday are #MNStateFair. I think it is going to be like a collective primal scream but Minnesotan.

I’m on the train to work. This older couple met on the train; she got on first and few stops later he got on. They got off and transferred to a bus to the state fair. I overheard them say “how easy this was”. Public transportation is for everyone!