I love the photo!

Haha yeah, I think she was either henrietta or Hoodini, the one that got away (and drowned in a pool somehow). Loved having chickens!

not torture others with obsessive preoccupations

Yeah... I guess I'm technically middle-aged now so I've had enough time to kind of adjust accordingly. I just don't like to. You describe yourself as if you're me though haha, with the whole 'they know I won't stop until I find the answer'. I can't remember how many times we're talking about some nonsense right before sleep and I don't know a specific detail. She waits...

...'Bah, gonna google it'. Then I read the whole thing and file it away into my 'did you know' pile.

This applies to more serious things too like medical illness and stuff, it's the first thing I do, maybe to feel like I'm in more control than I actually am. I suppose it has its charms!

Your blogs are inevitably honest. No rose-colored glasses in your self reflection.

Where's the fun in dishonest blogs??