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Author: Theodora Vanyar
Writer. Artist. Laughter addict. Queer, Jew-ish, witchy, anxiety riddled, dealing with #BipolarDisorder, and fat. Oxford Comma FOREVER! All else is icing.
Spock the wonder cat! 😻😻😻
My lovie baby is so happy I’m home!
Of Planes and Profanity
13,303 Days Alive
998.327 Miles, Approximately, Flown Today
8 Months Till the Move
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I’m pleasantly tired from today’s travel adventure from Midway Airport to Tampa International Airport.
Continue reading “Of Planes and Profanity”Of Helping and Happiness
13,302 Days Alive
16+/- Till my Flight Back to Tampa
4 Hours Working at the Costume Shop
2 Helpings of the Papas’ Vegetarian Lasagna
I’m happily exhausted today. Helped Papa Ben for several hours at his shop today. Sorted and measured costumes for his needing to be finished production of Elf that he’s working on.
Continue reading “Of Helping and Happiness”Of Lasagna and Laughter
13,301 Days Alive
2 Pans of Vegetarian Lasagna Made
1 Plan of Attack to be Made
We had an interesting day. Nothing quite went to plan, but we managed a pleasant day anyway.
Continue reading “Of Lasagna and Laughter”Of Cousins and Cats
13,300 Days Alive
815 Days Straight on Duolingo
14 Years Since I Last Saw Cousin Wixor
3 New Cats I’ve Made Friends With
1 New Book of Shadows
So I got to reunite with my “cousin“ Wixor today. We’ve not seen one another since 2007.
Continue reading “Of Cousins and Cats”Nanny Maggie, Cousin Wixor, and I circa 2007
Thanksgiving 2021
13,299 Days Alive
400 Years Since the First Thanksgiving
It’s a complicated thing, American history. But this isn’t a soapbox to speak of the slaughter and decimation of native peoples.
Today, for me, is about family.
Continue reading “Thanksgiving 2021”Pre-Flight Photo
Of Packed Bags and Planes
13,297 Days Alive
T-Minus 30 Hours to Takeoff
19 Holiday Cards Made
2 Days without Writing
I’m going to bed but here’s the thing: tomorrow is gonna be bananas. I’ve got work till noon, then a trip to the airport and a flight at 4:30 EST back home.
Continue reading “Of Packed Bags and Planes”Of Queasiness and Quiet
13,296 Days Alive
I’ve been trying to fall asleep since 8:30. It’s not working.
I’m going to go read.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Holiday Cards and Horror
28,265 Words Written for NaNoWriMo
13,295 Days Alive
3 Days Till Chicago!
0 Cards Finished
Today did not go as planned.
Continue reading “Of Holiday Cards and Horror”Of Wreathes and Wings
27,758 Words Written for NaNoWriMo
13,294 Days Alive
4 Days Till Chicago!
Too tired to give a damn about anything. And hurting. Couldn’t even stomach dinner.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
