Game night, anyone??

I just bought this card game called Trumped Up Cards - it's like a Donald Trump version of Cards Against Humanity (apropos, no?). The whole thing is so tongue in cheek it's great. From the cover of the box that says "World's Biggest Deck" to the "wall" that is printed on the back of the instructions to the two ways to win: "Big League" where you spell out the words VOTE (unless the others can spell out VETO, haha), or "Lightweight," where everyone just starts quietly crying because Trump is the president, so game over.

Plus, all proceeds go to charities that are getting defunded. #brilliant

Thanks for nothing, spell check

Whoa that was close. I sent an email to my co-worker about our Derby Day hat contest we had on Friday, asking her to glance it over before I sent it to the entire office. She said everything looked great, so I was gearing up to send and noticed that the subject of the email said "Derby Day HATE contest!" Thank god I happened to notice that. It's all fun and games until I send out a hate-filled email.

Dreamweaver

I had several dreams last night involving "pre-existing conditions." Clearly I'm watching the news too much. Bring back the puffy clouds and unicorns.

Also: regarding "Dreamweaver," anyone remember this program? Does it even still exist? I had to make my very first website on Dreamweaver in grad school. (Yes, I am old.) The subject of said website? Britney Spears. Sigh.

And so it begins.

Well, about two months to 40 and I found wrinkles. Note: I already HAD wrinkles. But I found NEW wrinkles. These are like folds of skin by my ears. Which would take like a backwards face lift to remove, I assume. Check it:

See that?? Right to the right of my earring?? Ew. Guess I better start getting used to this. Sigh.

Mmmm tastes like...cardboard

Not sure what's more unbelievable: that there is still a "rice cakes" section of the grocery store (like literally it's printed on the sign), or that I am currently eating one. Go gluten free, people. It's a good time for everyone.

#bringbacksnackwells

Alexa: be my friend?

I bought an Echo Dot a few weeks ago, and I'm semi-obsessed with it. Particularly with "talking" to Alexa. She tells jokes. She gives advice. She warns about traffic. She plays my fave 80s tunes. (And that's all I've discovered thus far - I'm sure there's lots more she is capable of.)

It's like a 2000s version of My Buddy/Kid Sister. Which were truly terrifying to look at:

THT (yeah you know me)

OMG how good is The Handmaid's Tale on Hulu?? I was in love with this book in high school, but I'm embarrassed to admit I had kind of forgotten what it was about. Well, now I want to read it all over again. Obsessed. And horrified. But mostly obsessed.