Update: I am eating some coconut cream pie and just talked to my dad. I feel a little better.

The orchid I got for Valentine’s Day is really thriving right now, thanks to my friend Ert’s advice on how best to care for it. I hope it grows some flowers soon!

I feel like I should spend the rest of my evening absorbed in mindless entertainment. Stop being so dreary and serious.

My stepmom (is she still a “stepmother” if she married my dad when I was 29 years old?) is starting seven weeks of radiation therapy next week for the tiny breast cancer that was recently removed from her body. This news makes me wonder how I can think my life is hard or scary… but she sounds so confident about her treatment that I have little doubt that she will be just fine. Good vibes her way…