warm as toast

random:


when i have things to do, i procrastinate. my nails are now painted and i'm caught up on my laundry. i'm trying to fight the urge to clean out my pantry. and, look, i'm blogging.


i wish louis ck would come west.

i pack heavy. these posts are inspiring.

a little ollie update, too:


hold you --sort of whimpered, means he wants me or gabe to hold him


sumic -- continues to be music


gabwielle -- gabrielle


mom -- he's trying mom out. i'm still mama when he's tired/scared/sad.


drum song --arcade fire's sprawl 2


bell song -- pj harvey's the last living rose


tiana -- his teacher, diana


pine cones -- "they look like raisins. but i can't eat them"


his friend triece is trice and his friend edie is eddie