Hi friends! Thanks for stopping by—I’m so glad you’re here! 😁
Let’s see what put the sparkle in the past week!
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The yoga studio I used to go to pre-covid has a physical space again, and I managed to get out to their trauma-sensitive/recovery class last Friday! It was such a lovely way to start the weekend. I have so missed that community and the gentle reminders to be in my body. 🫶💖
Dora the Explorer struck again! If you leave a cabinet open, there’s gonna be a cat who wants to get in it.
LOL Pops!
Pudge and I did get to spend some lovely non-cabinet time together, though! 🥰🥰
Football is one sport I’ve never gotten into, but even I watched most of the Eagles game last Sunday as a looky-loo. Congrats to the Iggles fans who actually care! (And I’m sorry, Danielle, because I know you’re a big Niners fan! 😬) The most exciting aspect for me was this:
I might not care about football, but we all know I care very much about blankets, so I was very into Jalen Hurts’ blanket/coat/cape thing! 😂👍
Also, there were a bunch of tweets comparing Brock Purdy (😬) to Henry Rowengartner and WOW did that unlock a core memory. Rookie of the Year (and Little Big League, omg, remember that one??) was in heavy rotation as a rental from the movie store when I was a kid, and I hadn’t thought of it since possibly 1997!
Speaking of watching things, I know I’m late to the game, but has anyone watched season one of How I Met Your Father? Something possessed me to start it over the weekend, and I genuinely don’t know if I like it or not! (And I’m up to like episode 8! 😂🙈)
Amen, sister!
I do love Hilary Duff, though, and she and Jesse are a highlight for sure. I guess this also means I’ve finally recovered from the trauma of the HIMYM finale after nine years, LOL!
One last lovely reminder to take us into the weekend! 🫶💖
