Amy Lamare

That feels impossible because we haven’t aged at all.

Ohhhhh! Def going to have to get one.

My anxiety meds are $350 a month at CVS. They are $35 for 90 days at @costplusdrugs.com it has been a life saver for me! Thank you Mark!

I’m so sorry! I hope you feel better soon.

Volodymyr Zelenskyy is an honorable man. The Felonious Rapist and his henchman are not. What happened in the Oval Office today was a disgrace. A disgrace to the United States. A disgrace to the formerly honorable office of the president of the United States. And an absolute moral disgrace.

She’s helping me work

Gen z on the night shift? Lol

It has been 35 days since I’ve gone out and been social. I’m alternately okay with this and stir crazy going out of my mind.

My mom is being admitted to hospice. I’m numb.

I am the kind of exhausted that needs several days of sleep.

Grateful to be employed at a job I enjoy. But this is how I feel about going back to work tomorrow and this weekend. Hahaha

4 women of a certain age, lots of food and laughter and our annual watching of the wholesome cinematic classic The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas. Everyone needs some Dolly Parton and Burt Reynolds on turkey day

Tried to take a family photo but my darling dog and cat did not want to cooperate.

Went for a glam goth look today for thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving! Spent the day with girlfriends who love Los Angeles as much as I do.

Had a blast last night seeing some bands play at a bar downtown. Live music is life. Live music is medicine.

Slept for 14 hours and woke up to the cat wailing because her breakfast was late. 🤣🤣 Meanwhile the dog is still asleep.

The dog in my profile photo is my once in a lifetime soul dog Kokomo. She died on 3/25/22 at 16 years and 10 months old. I miss her every moment of every day.

Hey, here’s a bit about me: I’m a Los Angeles based entertainment reporter, dog and cat mom, sober from alcohol for 7 months (and counting) and 420 friendly. I love my dog and my cat and music more than most things in life. You can pry my Diet Coke from my cold, dead hands.

And just to be fair here is my extraordinarily debonair labracadbrador Cooper

Veronica accurately sums up my post election feelings