What's up, you guys? Happy Sunday. I am here for a good time, not a long time. All right, I'll tell you that much.

Today slash this week has been like the craziest whirlwind. Wyatt is not at home. He is in Florida,

visiting his dad. And I have just been solo mom in it. So it has felt incredibly tumultuous this week. Put that,

put that in fucking Mariam's Webster dictionary. Okay. I feel like even my headphones feel like

they're fitting weird. Like is my is my head shaped weird? Am I wearing them wrong? I don't know.

But welcome back to brunch with Desby, your favorite dysfunctional

Sunday podcast for five years now. Okay. And sometimes I wonder, I'm like, has anyone listened

for the full five years? Because I'll be honest, like I'm pretty much at the same like concept

since we, since we started. Like it's a Sunday podcast. It's meant to be like your BFF, your chat and

you're catching up talking all things, right? But over the iterations call it of, let's even say myself,

not necessarily the podcast, just how I've grown and changed over five years. You know,

you've grown and changed too. So if you've been listening from the beginning, I'd,

I'd love to know. I wonder who out there has listened since episode one. Maybe not is listened to every

episode because I get it like, you know, life happens, but who has still been a listener since literally

episode one? That'd be my question. And I think about episode one. I think about where I was. Oh my gosh.

Like I would probably cringe listening back to some of my old stuff, but also like not because I'm,

I think I was still funny then.

You know,

I don't think I said anything I wouldn't say now.

It's just more of I think like there's a maturity.

There's a tone that comes across in your voice that sometimes you're like,

you listen back to you're like,

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