Ill Advised by Bill Nighy season 2!

I love podcasts. I listen to them while I work, while I drive, and while I craft.

My favorite podcast genres are:

1. History

2. Investigative podcasts that are NOT about murder

3. D&D podcasts

4. Investigative podcasts that ARE about murder

My least favorite kind of podcast are ones where people just chat.

In Ill Advised Bill Nighy answers listeners' questions, posts a playlist and makes a book recommendation. It's not the usual kind of podcast I listen to at all, but I find it utterly charming.

Perhaps it is because I'm both clumsy and awkward. I struggle to even do social media very well.

I did find his advice on how to attend parties when you don't really want to go to be very insightful. So I'm very excited that Season 2 has started.

https://www.ill-advisedbybillnighy.com/

Give it a listen and maybe have a dance. In the comfort of your home.

It's been a long year

It's been almost a full year since my last post. In that year, I've had two more surgeries with all the recovery and PT that goes along with them. I'm still in physical therapy. I've finally progressed from lifting a broomstick to actual weights. They're 3 pound weights but still...progress has been made.

In my last surgery, they cleaned scar tissue off my nerves, and now my left hand works a lot better. My fingers are still slow and heavy, but it no longer hurts to type. That numb, pins and needle feeling went from permanent to an intermittent "your hand is tired of working and needs a break." As I continue to heal, I look forward to being able to write much more often and with a lot less effort.

I may never be as fast as I was before my accident, but it finally feels joyful to write again.

Diary of Lady Gilliana Von Graffenstein, Dog

4/29/2025

Dearest Diary,

This weekend Mama took me to the big lake for our morning constitutional. The big lake is one of my favorite places, and as soon as I realized where we were headed I simply had to put my head out of the window and sing a song of delight.

Not very ladylike I know, but sometimes the joy is simply too much to contain.

We pulled into the parking lot, which is normally quite empty in the early hours, but was instead full of cones, people, and drink stations. I became very concerned, but the lovely gentleman watching over the parking lot assured us that the 5k wouldn't start for 20 minutes, and we were free to enjoy the lake as long we made way for runners.

I had a delightful time, sniffing about the trail, checking the best pee spots for local news, and alerting Mama to the presence of rabbits. Alas, she never accepts my invitation to hunt. Why she insists on boring old kibble when we could be feasting on rabbit I shall never understand.

We were about halfway round when the race caught up to us. What a lark! I was most impressed with the ladies pushing perambulators while they ran. Such admirable dedication to sport! The children inside looked like they were having a lovely time. There were even other dogs racing with their humans.

It was truly a lovely Earth Day.

Lady Gilliana, watching the race