Seanna Lea LoBue (she/they)

@lobue.bsky.social with or without turning into cars?

I see a ton of numbers at work. Because I am demented or old or what not, I look at these numbers and go that is a double run of three.

I am supposed to be running a 3K tomorrow night, but work has been kicking my butt so much. I think I’m going to try and leave a smidge early so I have enough time for packet pickup. Just need to check with my boss and make sure I don’t need to work on Saturday.

I have been complaining a lot lately. We have 2 people effectively in my department (though I only do the work I’ve done for the past week when the workload is very high). Even with nose to the grindstone and extra hours we are getting behind.

Things are so busy that I missed breakfast and am now getting to lunch. I will be very happy after Tuesday.

Work is very busy right now, which is why I stayed up last night to finish Tusk Love. I still got to work early this morning, but there may be a few regrets.

I made fryums. Watching them puff up was fun, but they were a bit bland. Kind of wondering if I did them wrong. (We ate them with cauliflower pakora and tofu pakora, so I am obviously a heathen.)

I will run for dogs!

Today is the NAMI walk. My choir, SisterSound, will be there to sing the Star Spangled Banner. Afterwards, I am doing crafting and probably cleaning. There is always cleaning.

My kid brought home a potato from school yesterday. I mentioned the Yule Lads because of @hildur.bsky.social and my kid put the potato in one of my shoes. Sadly I did not think to move the potato into one of their shoes this morning.

This made me laugh. I don’t strongly care about the sanctuary seating, but I am glad that it has enough spacing and sections at the front and back for people who use walkers or wheelchairs. Also, I am pretty sure I make that face regularly.

It is very surreal to be taking a walk and have someone else walking around listening to someone talking about Boston and Godzilla who sounded sort of like @hillarymonahan.bsky.social. I almost asked, but I wouldn’t want to be interrupted on a walk so I didn’t.

From yesterday’s birthday party. There was also swear-filled magnetic poetry. The perfect space to bring a group of 13 year olds.

I want to sleep, but each time I try I get the start of a charlie horse on the bottom of my foot. Piffle I say!

I have 20 rows and a bind off on my shawl, but I don’t know if the color I am working with has enough yardage for all that. Of course, I am on my lunch break and my super accurate molecular gastronomy scale is at home.

I checked mine a couple of weeks ago, but I still double checked today in case of shenanigans.

Today was a community day at church, a small gap and then a two-hour choir rehearsal. I should be exhausted, and I am, but I did so little me stuff that I am up and on my phone like I’ll have no regrets in the morning.

Crepes with mushroom filling! Weirdly enough this was my first time making crepes, and I threw out the first one and ate the second one because it wasn’t very pretty.

This morning was my first run in over a week (maybe 2, does time mean anything?). I have finished the docs for the community fair on Sunday, sent some emails, did an online order, and a few other things. I still have a half dozen things that need to happen. May I find time to craft for my sanity.

Dinner was tasty, but it took about 1.5 hours. It is only feasible because I had today off from work. Tomorrow is similar as I “finish” up pancake week with crepes with a sautéed mushroom filling.

I have potatoes on the stove. I have mustard seed, ginger and asafoetida, garam masala waiting for the potatoes to be closer to done. Tonight’s dinner is samosa pancakes with dosa.

I have today off. My kid is still in bed. I have answered (1) work email, because I would otherwise be thinking about it all day. I folded prt of laundry mountain, done a tiny amount of dishes and am working my way through my coffee. Happy Thursday!

I scream sang Am I Evil? (Metallica, ~1984) a ton. One of my friends made me a video collection, Tall Sweaty Humans with Guitars. It had other Metallica and Scatterbrain’s I’m Not Going Down With The Ship (1990).

I am pretty close to the end of the Terraced Hill Shawl, but I have been mentally done for about a week. I keep looking at fancy cabled sweater patterns. Anyone have a favorite?

I made it to Body Pump today where we had a substitute instructor. Dorothy is 71 years old and put all of us to shame. I will be feeling this later today.

The kid had a sleep over last night. I picked him up around 10:30 this morning. Within 30 minutes of getting home he was asleep on the couch. It made for a quiet day of reading and cross-stitch before heading to choir.

#ShowMeYourKnits I made these more than 13 years ago and other than one stitch coming undone they are still going strong. One of the projects I am most proud of.

I have made tomatillo salsa, done some cross-stitch, and laundry. I think that is enough for today. Tomorrow will be plenty full.

The dishwasher just made its pleasant I’m done sound, so soon it will be time to put away some dishes before reloading the dishwasher and washing hopefully a few dishes by hand. I was planning to start 310 today. It is a Witchy Stitcher ode to 310, black floss in DMC.

Ah, thank you vaccines for stage 2. I am now achy and cold and just want to do the nothings. Hopefully it will be over soon. Still better than shingles.

Too many choices! 1 - Kindred of the East (Vampire) 2 - Earthdawn 3 - Macho Women with Guns!

I have been vaccinated. I got COVID-19, flu and shingles. I am grateful for medical science. I might be less grateful tomorrow morning depending on how I feel.

I just saw the Jessie Blue post about not wasting their time with the please clap, basics of adulting. I have never wanted to post about minutia more than after reading that. So, I made coffee this morning rather than buying it on my way to work. Please clap.

So, leg day and Body Pump kicked my butt, legs, arms and the core I gave up for Lent back in the 20th century. I woke up around 4:30, but I did not go for a run. I just lay in bed noting which parts were sore when I moved them. It was all of them.

I pulled out a hoodie today and wore it while my kid went onto the deck to do math homework. It was companionable. I wish for chill days like this.

I have a gym class this morning, but I get to do extra stuff afterwards because I don’t beed to rush off today. The only thing better than not needing to rush off is if I was just able to go back to bed.

As part of leg day we did this exercise. I was using a regular 20 pound dumbbell (so a bit taller), and now my legs ache. Also, why do we leg day again?

@smittenkitchen.bsky.social I think you may want to check out the crossword for Puzzmo today. www.puzzmo.com/puzzle/2026-...

It wasn’t necessarily intentional, but our upcoming choir concert with a Heal The World theme is very UU. So many songs where I have sung versions at church. Right now that means I have “I Believe” stuck in my head.

My ring came in Saturday from @peculiarityshop.bsky.social. I have been wearing it except for bed, running and dishes. It is making me so happy! In keeping with being a UU, I am hoping that wearing this ring will remind me to not be a dick.

I have a pair of jeans with decorated front and back pockets that are otherwise really worn. I just took them partway apart, and now I am trying to figure out my next steps to add both sets of pockets to a swag tote. Ideally, the front pockets would come with the entire front and be 3 pockets!

At 20, I was depressed, broke as all get out and working multiple jobs to try and pay rent. I hadn’t finished college for money reasons and was understandably miserable. My 20-year old self would be thrilled that things hadn’t stayed the same.

I don’t necessarily need to mute every name of every horrible person in the Trump administration, but I am getting awfully tired of seeing Kash Patel’s perpetually surprised face with a variety of unsuspecting farm animals.

If I get to retire, I am going to spend a month cleaning a thing or two, crafting more than a thing or two and reading. Then I am going to volunteer. It feels like forever, though realistically I could retire in ~15 years should I be so lucky. (Brought to you by wanting to sleep in and knit.)

I will be full of regrets in the morning, but I finished my book. I am almost certainly not getting up by 6:00 to go running.