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Beanie’s take on the Romantic poets: “I was into childhood before childhood was cool.”

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Have just been informed there are two crane flies in the patio room. Their names are Bert and Arugula.

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My kids have been setting up this game of Catan for so long it’s an entirely new generation of settlers from the ones who left the homeland.

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—writes funny tweet
—nah, that’s 100% snark, doesn’t further convo
—okay, I’ll just send it to Scott instead
—he asks me to marry him again

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Neighbor just rang our bell. Dead crane fly in her hand. “Thought your crew might want a close look!” She gets us.

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Huck: Can I get some short jeans?
Me: Short jeans?
Huck: Yeah, like Rilla is wearing.
Me: Ah yes! Jean shorts!

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One of the sweet kids whose classroom I visited on Thursday wrote a thank-you note to “Melissa Lively.” Wondering if it’s too late to change my pen name.

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Personal aesthetic: buttered toast.

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Beanie: You and Rose think in words. Rilla thinks in pictures. I think in colors and sounds. I’m not sure what Jane thinks in. Me: Elvish runes, probably.

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I completed a downright lyrical grant application for a wetland restoration project in LA County today, but my proudest accomplishment of the day is photoshopping* a pic of Adam Driver dropping a cup of coffee on the ground.

*very poorly
*not actually in Photoshop
*in Powerpoint, all right? Look, I was busy.

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In the car on the way to piano lessons, there’s a heavy sigh from the backseat. Rilla: Sometimes…sometimes I just wish I were a mantis shrimp.