Biodewhatable

At my workplace, we do a lot of shipping. We recently got a shipment of biodegradable packing peanuts. We've never used them before (mostly due to cost, but whatever)

They smell like McDonalds french fries. I kid you not, I had to go get some just to make sure it wasn't some sort of olfactory hallucination. The smell is near identical. It's not bothering me when I'm in shipping, but it really calls into question what they're serving under the golden arches.

The Truce

My kids often watch movies together, and in the past, when someone needed to step away for whatever reason (bathroom, snack, etc... Ok, only those two things really), there would arise a dispute about pausing the show until they returned.

They came to an understanding. If I don't pause it when you need to go, you won't pause it when I do. I'm not sure if it's mutually assured destruction, or if they just get along. I just know that a 90 minute movie takes 2 hours and nobody fought during it.

Another epidemic panic?

So now it's coronavirus. Or something. Right now it's killed about 20 or so people.

About 2000 people die from the regular flu every year. Wake me when it's scary.

The puppet

I picked up a hand puppet to amuse my kids with. I like doing funny voices, and it gives me a proper outlet. My kids enjoyed the humor, and I enjoyed their laughs.

Then someone told me that if you can use a hand puppet to talk to yourself. Dig another part of your psyche out and really do some self analysis. So I thought sure, what the heck?

What I learned is that the puppet is a real jerk. I stuffed him in a drawer until he's learned his lesson.

Oldielocks

I should just stop thinking I can stay up for New Years. My body decided that regardless of when I went to sleep, every single day of my time off I needed to wake up at 5am. And my kids made sure I couldn't really get a decent nap to fix the issue. After a couple days I just went to bed at a normal time like someone my age is supposed to.

But then I decided to stay up for the new year. I was a mess. A zombie. I couldn't even. January 1st was, sadly, the worst way to start off.

I like to think I'm aging gracefully, but then stuff like this happens.