full on wept all through Brandi’s intro of Joni Mitchell and Joni’s performance, both of which felt specifically formulated to make me, a poetic queer woman who loves folk music, cry
as you may or may not know, I'm a big fan of spreadsheets as a way to organize and process things in my life - so in 2018, I maintained a color-coded spreadsheet of where I slept each night of the year. here's a thread of some fun pie graphs illustrating that data!
some favorite sleeps:
-excellent AirBnBs in Portland and Kennebunk (one in July, one in February)
-the van on Maui where we woke up to the sun over the mountains and the local chickens
-camping on the slopes of Greylock
-the cozy home we’ve settled into this winter
I slept a lot of places this year! (as usual.) after the aforementioned accidental move to CT, halfway through this year I returned to being a year round MA girlie (even better, a year round Western Mass girlie!) a trip to Hawaii and a road-trip in January stacked the deck.
finally scored Delaware somewhere in upstate New York. back in Massachusetts with 9 states to go (but we have a couple days before we actually make it home)
this year’s Great Winter Road-trip is much less ambitious than the past two (only about 2000 miles over a week and a half), but that doesn’t mean we’ve lowered our license plate game ambitions at all. in fact, we’re taking it as a challenge.
the internet told me that when the dog yells out the window at nothing I need to calmly say « thank you » so he knows that I know what he is trying to tell me but actually there is no threat. anyway I feel silly and my friends who make fun of me for gentle parenting are right.
I was in Boston for a total of 21 hours this weekend, but in that time I saw a guy bike around a rotary with one hand on the handlebars and the other on his Dunks, so my hometown pride has been refilled for at least the next 6 months