- “Being There” is probably my favorite Wilco album. At least, today it is. The songs are ringing very true in the car, alone. Even the ones I usually skip because they’re sad.
- I have got to get on that Ozark music book-writing, but I am overwhelmed with where to begin. I don’t even know if this is going to be a hard research piece or another research/memoir book. I think I could decide if I had a book already published. But probably not.
- Must remember to take the two packages of natural sausage casings out of my purse before going into Walgreens.
- CJ has a cold and oh holy hell the world is gonna end! It’s a good problem to have, this kid who so rarely gets ill that a stuffy nose sends everyone into a frenzy.
- It took a really long time to decide what drugs to buy the kid because my god we do not know what we are doing!!! Can’t I just give her a hot toddy already?
- I let her buy Chapstick to make a rocket. I don’t know details beyond that. I don’t want to know details beyond that.
- To buy persimmons or no? No. It feels like cheating.
- I don’t have a Keurig and don’t want one. If I’d had one when CJ was a baby, I probably would have destroyed my kidneys.
- Things that hurt me when I was a kid hurt doubly when my kid experiences them.
- Teaching a kid that anger is okay often feels like it’s a big joke I’m playing on myself, but I know it’ll serve her well in the long run.
- I have to make how many jars of jelly and jam tonight?
- It’s going to be how cold at the crack of dawn when CJ has her 5K?
- Can I just keep driving? Maybe listen to “Far, Far Away” again? The Wilco one. Not Slade. Maybe Slade later, by the time I hit Arkansas.
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