At least two days a week, I definitely wear too much blush. Can I blame the bad lighting in our bedroom? Yeah, let’s go with that.
I’ve had so many ideas lately but completely lack the organizational skills to be able to fulfill them all at once.
I’ve been on a huge Oasis kick since Misty posted a list of 7 albums turning 20.
I went to my very first blogger meet up this week and left completely inspired and so grateful that I now have people to talk to (IRL) about blogging. Then later I got embarrassed and worried that I talked too much or sounded like a jerk or idiot or generally came off bad (a lot of these feelings). This might be why I have never met other bloggers in real life (except Lisette). I get after-the-fact embarrassment.
This week N beat some Zelda video game while I sat next to him and read Lena Dunham’s book Not That Kind of Girl. Yes, this is our idea of a good time.
This also happened. I can’t decide if I’m a sore loser or if I’m secretly happy that I’m marrying a guy who is clever enough to consistently beat me in board games. I’m a huge reader (and he isn’t) and sort of a writer (am I a writer?) so when he beats me in scrabble, it’s especially brutal.
I don’t know whether “Shout” is completely cheesy to play at our wedding or not but I love it and I don’t care. Chicken dance NO. Shout YES.
I’m fairly impulsive, something I’ve learned about myself as I’ve gotten older. N is good-natured and kind of a pushover (I love him for it). This week I discovered that cruises are ridiculously cheap as you get closer to the cruise date. Less than 24 hours after discovering this, we’d booked a week-long cruise for this May.
Yesterday I bought a pair of sunglasses exactly like a pair my Step-dad has. I thought they were really cool when he wore them and since then, I try on a pair like them whenever I see them. Yesterday, I finally bought a pair. Now I’ll think of him every time I wear them.
I can’t decide if this would be good or gross but I must say, I’m intrigued.
I haven’t really had the urge to buy a house until recently. I hopped on Zillow just out of curiosity, to see how much a house on my favorite street in Philly would cost us (you know, in like 10 years). And suddenly I was sucked in and looking at apartments or homes for purchase (now) and trying to figure out how to convince N that this is a good idea. SOMEONE STOP ME.
When I finished Amy Poehler’s book Yes Please, I immediately wanted to give Parks and Rec a shot. Then we watched all six seasons in like two weeks. Now I’ve got classic post-binge watching depression going on. What I wouldn’t give to experience it all over from the beginning like it was the first time again.
It’s Friday. Smile. XO.