I won’t send a text from my phone if it’s more than three words, and I would never make a Boneyard post from my phone.
I'm ~95% tapping on a phone, with peripheral neuropathy-affected fingers and varying degrees of competence, patience, and tolerance for errors...and still I give a about Oxford commas to complement my ability to laugh about myself in the face of so much imperfection.
The cascading micro-indignities of aging require & have resulted in a greater sense of perspective - levity. As long as I can laugh at myself, it's mostly okay. As
@HooperScooper surmised, I'm retired. That helps. A lot.
Something very dissonant about Hans living in Kentucky. Never would have guessed
Other than the, "Yeah, me neither," part, there are quite valid, "Louisville and Kentucky are two different places" arguments to be made. Plus...
If I didn't commit to honoring parental preferences to keep child images off social media, I'd be posting here last Friday's triumph of compounded multiple sensori-motor skills that resulted in a toddler sporting a Dan Hurley-like backwards UCONN baseball cap and round-lens, tortoise shell-patterned eyeglass frames.
In a steady, fluid sequence, she climbed up my leg & into my lap; grabbed my hat and positioned it perfectly on her first try (having only ever seen me wearing it brim-forward; smoothly removed my glasses and with comparable confidence placed them right-side-up directly on the bridge of a button nose also on the first try; and then quickly climbed back down to the floor in order to scoot into the kitchen to proudly show Nana & Mommy the look she had ideated, pursued, and created.
Mere days and weeks prior, the climbing, and snatching & donning of another's clothing were separate behaviors that required fine-tuning via trial & error reps that led to success.
The consolidated learning that is unfolding before my eyes on (currently) a daily basis is a marvel like no other.
