I told Dad my body is frozen under my covers [because it is cold in this house] and he started singing the Let It Go song. that terrible Let It Go song
I can be just lying in bed then I think about when Achilles threw up on my lap and I laugh out loud
Mom and I had nachos for dinner last night and I kept trying to fit the whole tortilla triangle in my mouth without breaking it so it scratched both of my tiny mouth creases. I am in pain now but it was worth it. high five
Kristin. I made up a song about tortillas.
Leelee. What is it?
Kristin. Well, it’s more of a wrap.
an award-winning pun I said to Leelee and she didn’t laugh, told me “Kristin don’t tell that to Douglas. You might lose him. Let it be our secret.”
again I go unnoticed
okay today I have battery operated Christmas lights decorated on my wheelchair. Ho, Ho, Ho
I found a crumb of raw kale on my body as I was transferring OUT of the shower. I think this means I am obsessed
I found a dry roasted chickpea wedged between screws in my tire spokes. I have a new one
tonight a lady offered to “help me push the elevator button.”
I have reached next level disability
This is the boyfriend I made out of clay at the pottery store pre-Douglas.
Leelee scanned him in to test the new scanner at work but I had to keep it because he’s majestic. admire
every time I get close to falling asleep, Achilles swallows her spit or smacks her lips and it wakes me up. seriously.
we celebrated thanksgiving with Tyler tonight but Douglas couldn’t come. Dad bought a new app