I wore my aunt-who-died-last-year’s dress to my aunt who-died-this-year’s funeral.
Attn: Kelly Lanzendorfer
Buying local butter, raw milk, and sour dough. Planning to go to the “really good” butcher and the farmer’s market tomorrow. Going to the backyard and picking some eggplant, saying hello to the cayennes and tomatoes, and picking some basil. Cooking up some of Emma’s family’s eggs. Making a tomato salad with Who Cooks for You heirlooms and some garlic scapes and my own roasted eggplant. Sipping down some water.
Eat well, kids.
I’m a woman that is 28 years old, single, not defined by career, white, has no children, not a lot of money, and is overweight. The most shocking thing? I LIKE MYSELF.
I’m coming to realize that that alone is revolutionary.
Gaza was bombarded with 273 airstrikes yesterday (8th July). That’s an average of 11 an hour. Gaza is about 25 miles long and 4 miles wide, with a population of 1.7 million crammed into that tiny space. It is under Israeli occupation and Israeli siege. Hospitals estimate they will run out of resources to treat the wounded in about two days. Electricity is intermittent. Gaza has no army, air force or navy. Israel is the fourth largest military power in the world. Resistance to occupation is allowed under international law. Israel’s occupation, siege and collective punishment of Gaza is not.
I have it most of the time. I like life. JUST SOMETIMES, SHIT’S HEAVY.
Must be the moon.