You know what I'm a sucker for? Those posts where people answer a million or twenty-five random questions about themselves. I will read every ding-diggy word of those surveys. Even if I don't know the person. I need to know what Adele's main back-up singing keeps in her purse. I won't sleep without knowing what 5 foods you would take with you to a deserted island.
You know what makes me kinda twitchy? Answering the questions on those surveys for myself. It's too much pressure, yo. To this day I can't think of my "Most Embarrassing Moment" or my "Funniest Memory". I have trouble narrowing down my favorite food and I just can't commit to my favorite smell ever.
What I can do is tell you what I'm up to right now. So let's get to it.
Right now I'm: Back in love with this perfume. I discovered it when we lived in DC and I fancied myself the sort of girl who rode the metro home from work, wore business casual from Banana Republic, and bought perfume at Sephora. I found it in 2003, wore it for a while, moved it to 3 different houses, and promptly forgot about it. Until a month ago. And now I wear a tiny spritz almost every day with my grapefruit lotion. They are straight-up lying when they say scents go bad after a year. (Immense trouble finding a source for this stuff. Is it possible that it has been...discontinued?? Better start rationing again!)
Right now I'm: Getting ready to paint my fingernails green. I haven't painted my nails in probably...three years? Four? Just feels like the right thing to do.
Right now I'm: On a major reading bender. I cannot shut it down. Also, I can't hardly start. I desperately need to quit life for a while so I can make a dent. I'm juggling 5 books and have a stack of 10 glossy mags waiting for me. I have a waiting list two dozen deep. I'm itching to get my mitts on this one because she's my writing goddess. I want to climb inside her brain and take a nap, because she somehow relaxes me. On the other hand, I don't imagine that brain of hers keeps too awful quiet because it's too busy being insightful and awesome. I did just finish this and loved every flipping word. A memoir and recipes? You don't even know. (I just bought all the stuff to make her spaghetti and meatballs. Will be sure to report back.)
Right now I'm: Wishing there was a more worthy selection of prison-appropriate greeting cards. I dare you to try to find a Thanksgiving card that doesn't allude to spending time with family or eating many succulent dishes of food. The Christmas cards either catered to the lowest Christmas denominator (think reindeer poop) or featured an entirely impersonal wintry scene. Valentine's Day? Don't even ask. And now, Easter. Wish me luck.
Right now I'm: Listening to this on repeat. You are, too. I'm also still kinda stuck on this. Track 9 is about a guy in prison and makes me cry my eyes out, so of course I can't stop torturing myself with it.
Right now I'm: Pining for a whole new wardrobe. Or at least half of one. It happens with every changing of the seasons. Dang you, spring. Love you forever, spring. Of course I'm still trying to mostly work with what I've got. BUT... I did recently buy this in
Right now I'm: Mystified that Calvin will wake up tomorrow an eight-year-old. Impossible!
Right now I'm: Barking at Cory to never rest his hand on my knee, accidentally or otherwise. Actually, this one isn't even a "right now". This is a today, tomorrow, and forever. Don't ever touch my knees. Just don't. I can't explain it.
It's not even 10pm on a Saturday night, you might as well play along! Give me a Right Now or give me Forever. I'm all ears.