Finally finished a blueprint after years of throwing them out

We celebrated my brother's birthday observed by making vanilla ice cream in lieu of the strawberry ice cream that did not happen for this year's Fourth of July. The current crop of strawberries went into the shortcake instead. My brother cooked some kind of apricot-marinated steaks and my father made zucchini rolls with rice and my niece couldn't decide if she wanted me to read to her or just pick her up a lot. I handed my brother his IOU in the form of a birdwatching card which he seems to have liked just as much as the note inside, which I was not expecting and which pleased me. I think it was the most human interaction I have experienced in months and I collapsed as soon as we came home.

I wish I had not dreamed that one of my real-life friends convinced another to fake their own death because they thought it would be funny, especially since it was carried to the point of gaslighting and I was grief-stunned and I couldn't make one of them understand or the other seem to care afterward how incredibly cruel it had been. I had already been upset about other kinds of cruelty right before bed.

I decided to do that Southern U.S.-inflected food meme that has been making the rounds of my friendlist.

( I don't know your feelings by their first name. )

Last but not least, Readercon has made an official statement of solidarity with Black Lives Matter.