…cut herself some slack everyone so often. For the first time in weeks, I haven’t written anything except for one guest blog post today and I resolve not to beat myself up over this. I’m having one of those days where I feel like I’m failing as a human being. This has put me in a jerk mood, unsurprisingly, and the good kind of writing does not flow when I am in a jerk mood. Unless of course that jerk mood is fueled by something specific. This mood is not. Just wrong side of the bed. A sunny walk with the Budsie went a long way but now it’s dark out and all I want to do is order pizza and drink a six-pack of beer. Neither of these is a good idea, for both financial and just plain sense making reasons. Sigh.

Days and nights like this, I miss going to the pub with the gals. When I was in grad school, MM, LG and AB and I would go to Mike’s Place every Wednesday. We’d order pint after pint and natter on about the state of feminist politics today and it was just so much fun. I really miss pub nights.

But, on the plus side, I did manage to drink the requisite 8 glasses of water today (my bladder was most confused) and I purchased a plant! Say hello to Edmund the ivy:

Looks chipper enough, eh? Let’s all hope he likes it here on the kitchen table. Partial sunlight and plenty of conversation. Plus a quaint butter dish and some pebble-shaped s+p shakers to keep him company. I have ridiculously high hopes that Edmund will live a long happy life, perhaps accompanying my 8 month old when he heads off to university. Maybe Edmund will live in a dorm with Budsie and live off of beer and Cheetos like the rubber plant I had back in my UVic days. We shall see…