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Touching grass mostly

Literally in my backyard (and I think I possibly have a grass allergy that was undiscovered until now because where I grew up there just wasn’t a lot of grass) but also metaphorically. I moved to a cozy home in a beautiful walkable neighborhood and I’ve been enjoying strolling around and meeting so many neighborhood woodland critters—I just learned where Mr. Groundhog lives (at the base of a big tree in the woods behind my house)! On Saturday I found a dead squirrel in my backyard that seemed to have been killed by a bird of prey :( he was also my friend he was uniquely chunky and I loved watching him scurry around. My favorite mother deer has been hopping the fence and jumping into my yard to take naps and munch at the grass, vines, and hostas and I’m honored to have her as an esteemed guest. I’m meticulously and slowly planning what color and fabric of curtains I want to buy for every room which is such a process. I’ve never had so many windows before and curtains are one of my absolute favorite interior design elements so I’m overwhelmed but overjoyed. it’s also VERY nice to finally have my own dedicated office space to work in again. Having a basement is WEIRD but not as creepy as I expected. I’ve been regularly frequenting my neighborhood artisan bakery and tiny old indie movie theater and buying peaches by the crateful at the farmer’s market. I’m trying to cut back on sugar and have once again grown bored with alcohol so I’m rawdogging life despite recent legalization in my state because SWIM is now prone to extreme greenout panic attacks 💔 I’m doing a lot of somatic yoga which I greatly enjoy… and I take SO many hot baths. I’ve also been doing some controversial new tactics with my hair which I’ll post about soon and I’m due for another salon appointment… or overdue you could say but I always like to wait to see how the tones fade and blend with my roots almost more than I like the fresh color… the chiaroscuro of it all! my fiery red hair has faded to a caramel tortoiseshell and I’m kind of obsessed so I want to play off of that next time and get a Jane Birkin inspired cut. I’m ready for bangs again!!! I switched Benny and Bunny from their previous frozen raw foods to Steve’s Real Food—I love the ingredients they use and their complete transparency about the farms they source them from! Benny and Bunny’s coats look so much healthier + I think they like eating it more 🤔 my relationship with Benny has dramatically improved and I don’t know if it’s that he just loves living in a more spacious house with a backyard or if it’s because he’s grown up, but likely a combination of both. I’ve recorded two episodes of my new podcast Gilded with nunjournal my dear friend of 15+ years and once our third episode is complete we’re going to release them all at once then transition to a biweekly schedule! And last week I was unanimously elected to serve as the vice chair of an internal consultancy group I’m in at work which is the pet project of executive leadership for strategic future growth of the company so that’s kind of a slay… I’m leading my first subcommittee meeting on Wednesday I’m nervous but tickled pink. that’s about it thanks for reading this characteristically overly long post! :~)

@taterhole

Aug 12, 2024

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throwing parallels at a wall and seeing what sticks

new essay sort of spitballing ideas and questions regarding my relationship to “brat” and briefly linking it to personal style/keychain discourse and consumerism.

@deardoveswings

Dec 5, 2024

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writing the onion style headlines about your own life

eveything is comedy “i’m finically secure” says woman contemplating only fans careers weather is nice, but seeing everyone’s sweaty toes out is nicer HEARTBREAKING: woman didn’t get exactly what she wanted QUIZ: are you so totally back or is it frfr over (admittedly not my best but it brings a much needed levity)

@mdoinurmom

Mar 20, 2024

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Never changing

My dad teases me about how when I was a little kid, my favorite thing to do when I was on the landline phone with somebody—be it a relative or one of my best friends—was to breathlessly describe the things that were in my bedroom so that they could have a mental picture of everything I loved and chose to surround myself with, and where I sat at that moment in time. Perfectly Imperfect reminds me of that so thanks for always listening and for sharing with me too 💌

@taterhole

Feb 23, 2025

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SURFING THE TIDES OF THE EVERYONE TAB

I am a woman of the people

@taterhole

May 28, 2025

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Rejecting the Commodification of the Self

I’ve been thinking about how much of social media is centered around curating our self-image. When selfies first became popular, they were dismissed as vain and vapid—a critique often rooted in misogyny—but now, the way we craft our online selves feels more like creating monuments. We try to signal our individuality, hoping to be seen and understood, but ironically, I think this widens the gap between how others perceive us and who we really are. Instead of fostering connection, it can invite projection and misinterpretation—preconceived notions, prefab labels, and stereotypes. Worse, individuality has become branded and commodified, reducing our identities to products for others to consume. On most platforms, validation often comes from how well you can curate and present your image—selfies, aesthetic branding, and lifestyle content tend to dominate. High engagement is tied to visibility, not necessarily depth or substance. But I think spaces like PI.FYI show that there’s another way: where connection is built on shared ideas, tastes, and interests rather than surface-level content. It’s refreshing to be part of a community that values thoughts over optics. By sharing so few images of myself, I’ve found that it gives others room to focus on my ideas and voice. When I do share an image, it feels intentional—something that contributes to the story I want to tell rather than defining it. Sharing less allows me to express who I am beyond appearance. For women, especially, sharing less can be a radical act in a world where the default is to objectify ourselves. It resists the pressure to center appearance, focusing instead on what truly matters: our thoughts, voices, and authenticity. I’ve posted a handful of pictures of myself in 2,500 posts because I care more about showing who I am than how I look. In trying to be seen, are we making it harder for others to truly know us? It’s a question worth considering.

@taterhole

Dec 27, 2024