3/20---little less than entertaining

Blazer- AEO; Cardigan- Target; Jeans- Paris Blues from Ross; Boots- Madden from Nordstrom; Ropey necklace- AEO; Clutch- Nine West from Ross

 (When asked where I got the idea to layer a cardigan and a blazer, I responded, "Lands' End," at which I received a look that asked (rightfully so) Isn't Lands' End for old people? To which I'd have to respond...
Maybe.)

On Saturday I slept in until noon. NOON I say! It was gloooorious.

And then I moved myself a whole 5 yards into the living room and resumed the lounging position to watch Thor with Sir Awesome-a-Lot. In the middle of a sunny day! Can you imagine?! But you know what, I didn't even feel bad about it, because it seriously rocked. (The movie was sub-par; the watching of it in the middle of the day was what rocked. Just to clarify. I take great pride in my movie-critiquing, so I don't want to blow my reputation on a misunderstanding you see? (I say, as I smooth out my debonaire curly-cue mustache and grimace smugly.))

On a more serious note, we attended a memorial service this weekend for a medical student and fellow member of the LDS church from Clint's class. Half of his class must have been in that chapel to commemorate her life. I couldn't believe how strong the family was. And I couldn't imagine, as they read out the list of the young girl's accomplishments and all of the things she was active in, how she could have been so upset or disappointed with life that she would want to leave it so abruptly.

Now, I don't know the circumstances that prompted that sweet girl to leave this earth, and I won't pretend to. But I've been thinking about that a lot lately, trying to piece together some sense of reason. It's truly none of my business, but we do that sometimes in life-- look at things that we really don't need to know about and try to make sense of them. I think it's to preserve our sanity, honestly.

But anyways, in my musings I've tried to see myself in her shoes. I picture myself thin and beautiful with two sisters who adore me, musically talented, academically gifted with lofty (but attainable, still) career aspirations thanks to an impressive and lengthy resume.

Then I take that self and put her in my real self's darkest moment. And then I take away the ability to see an end to that dark moment. And then I understand a little bit better.

I know this may seem silly. I didn't know Clint's classmate at all. But it is important, you know? It's important to me to understand these things, because really you never know who is going through this very same thing themselves. Maybe the coworker who has become a little more reserved and has stopped making eye contact. Maybe the woman in front of you who just missed a green light because she was crying and was honked at over and over and over again. Maybe no one you know. But chances are, you and I met or saw someone today who is in a dark place.

In which case, I really hope I reacted well.

I'm sorry to be a downer today. Important things aren't always entertaining, huh? I guess that's why teachers get paid less per year than Julia Roberts spends on hair products.

But her hair is awesome.

Oh, and I don't really have a curly-cue mustache. I'm far too busy to turn mine into a curly-cue. I mean, who really has time for that!?