Friday Flotsam

Frrrrrrrrrr! Flllllllll! (<–that worked better in my head.)

Okay first of all, let it be fully known that I despise AI. Loathe it. Can’t stand it. Wish it would burn to the ground.

But! Who here gets sucked into those damn AI videos on IG when it’s like, a show that you watched, and they’re showing the THEN character robotically standing or sitting on a couch or something. And then the NOW actor moves in and puts an arm around their younger self, followed by an awkward embrace and both looking at the camera. And then the camera moves to the right and starts over with another character or actor. You know these. They’re awful and we can’t look away.

But, WHO HERE braces for the angel wings? I’m always like, “Oh yeah I remember this show! Wait, did they die….did they die….are there angel wings? OH NO THERE ARE ANGEL WINGS WHAT HAPPENEEEEEDAAAAAH.”

Tell me I’m not alone in this.

Okay, I got this long grey dainty plaid trench coat at an estate sale yesterday for 3 bucks. It’s oversized and boxy and great. The inside sleeves are this gorgeous blue silk, and the body lining has a cool pattern to it. I should do a reverse image on it because the tag is gone. I’m pretending right now to know how to do a reverse image.

But the thing is, it stinks. Not like, decomp. But it smells like an estate sale. Like an old man’s teeth. I threw it in the washing machine (because it was three dollars, put your eyeballs back in their sockets) and hung it out to dry. It stiiiiill has a slight scent of regret to it. What do I do?! I feel like the dry cleaner would be useless, right? I just need something to lift the stench. (Also we’re starting a metal band called Lift the Stench.)

It also has this tiny dark spot under a lapel, and I said to Aaron, “Oh I can just put a little baking soda on that.” And he goes, “That will work?” And I said, “I don’t actually know, but people say those words all the time so I’m pretending to know what I’m talking about.”

Will that work? Help me.

Someone settle this for me – IS THERE a Gilmore Girls reunion or not? Am I being duped? (Again, I hate AI.) I cannot tell what is real and what is not. WILL THERE BE A REUNION? I’m not screaming at you, I’m attempting to Practical Magic the AI gods away.

Oh by the way, have you seen that trailer yet?! Already can’t wait.

But first, Gilmore.

And teeth coat.

Weekend plans?

It’s an absolute stunner here. We have very little and I plan to keep it that way. Finishing a book this morning so I can get you a Book Tasting episode this afternoon! A bit of gardening and some soccer and that’s all she wrote. It’s fabulous.

I managed to post an actual recipe earlier this week! Creamy Kielbasa with Gnocchi and Peas. Comforting and one pan, baby. Here’s that video, too.

Tell me what’s for dinner tonight! Spaghetti and meat sauce over here. Spill it.