Some light housekeeping: I changed the name of this newsletter to Somebody Might Enjoy This. A theme is emerging, and this name fits better.
Years ago, my partner announced this affirmation while carrying an ottoman into the living room where my friends and I were sitting. I was struck by the profound truth of that statement. Somebody might enjoy this. I thought, “Wow, he couldn’t be more right.” A truer statement doesn’t exist.
But more on that story next time. It has to do with a Michigan winter storm, plant medicine, and a fire.
Here’s to being true.
And knowing somebody might enjoy this.
The following was originally posted on Instagram. I’m traveling this week, so I’m repurposing this early *gem*.
Photo of the week
I’m visiting my family this week in Ohio. My grandma always gives random gifts to everyone, and I scored these socks over the weekend.
She got these for herself but said they were too tight, and I greedily took them off her hands. Rockin’ that grandma hot stuff energy <3
It’s me! I enjoy this ;)
I'm somebody! I enjoy this. Very much here for the mental image of a grandma wearing those socks. You need to get her a pair that fits!