my 2017 #streamteam may

I did a lot of real-live-person stuff in May. (Versus my usual eyeballs-poking-out-from-luxurious-blanket weekend slothery. I did more stand-up! I bombed but it's okay! I helped plan and attended a stagette where I did a Beyonce dance class and learned that with age I have grown 67% more terrible with organized choreography! I got spoiled for Mother's Day and was reminded again how lucky I am to have a husband who collaborates with my kid to make me feel so special!

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my 2017 #streamteam april

Do you ever hit Play on a show and know in your bones it is a terrible decision but you do it anyway and then ruin your entire day because you should have listened to EVERY SINGLE CELL IN YOUR BODY? That is essentially my life's work. Ignoring instincts or pushing through them like corn down a goose's throat. 

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my 2017 #streamteam january

January is the worst. Name a worse month. You cannot. And don't say September, because I know it is the month where you had to go back to school and the smell when you walk into a Staples is still traumatizing, but my birthday is in September and you may not like being celebrated and being given gifts and hugs and Facebook Pokes and gift cards and gently deflating balloons and gluten free cake perfumed with the smell of freshly blown out candles, but I GODDAMN DO.

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my #streamteam november

So, that was a MONTH. Even as a Canadian, I felt all the crushing disappointment and raw despair that came after the election results. I know so many incredible and diverse Americans who I adore and who I had no words for. I could only send Internet emojis and the offer of my couch or inane stories if they needed a break. This month, more than any month that I can remember, I used Netflix to escape. 

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