So, blazers can wait today, because (1) Husband took awesome pics last night, and I somehow have deleted them from Picasa, and (2) who the heck cares, anyways?
That being said, I got a popcorn popper for my birthday. Something I have been longing for with all of my rolly-poly-treat-loving heart. Clint knew this and made my wildest dreams come true. (Side note: That was not the only gift from him. If it had been, it still would have been the superest. But it wasn't. Just so you know.)
So last night we decided to try 'er out for the first time. Worked like a dream. Seriously. Clint took a few precious hours away from his exam studying to watch a movie with me, and we stuffed our faces full of corny popped goodness. Didn't even need butter or salt. It was that good.
Speaking of movies, we chose to rent HANNA last night. Seen it? It creeped me out. Big time. That short, blonde man gave me the willies. I'm pretty sure I dreamed about him last night. My mind is just blocking it out for my protection.
Today I am in kind of a dark place. You know how some mornings you wake up in the dark, and it just never gets very light, except it's all in your head, so that makes you feel kind of crazy? Well, yeah. That's how today feels. And I already kind of said my prayers. So I am going to read some more Bossypants and hope that Tina Fey does the trick.
(I think maybe I just really miss my mom. You know, sometimes you just really miss your mom, right?)
If that doesn't work, a DC run may be in order. And I'm not referring to the District of Columbia.
Peace, homes.
***Update: I have just named the popcorn popper Glinda the Good Witch--- Glin, for short. This is because she has magical powers and produces popcorn that is as light as floating bubbles. She will be written upon, and thereby christened with that name, by way of Sharpies at the first available opportunity.
****Up-update (don't know if it really works that way...): I was able to go home for lunch today. This was good on so many levels:
(1) Houston is so incredibly beautiful today; you wouldn't even believe. I stepped outside and immediately wanted to curl up on the grass in the sunshine and let the whole day cover me like a warm blanket.
(2) On my way home I stopped at a light on my favorite Speedway (a long stretch of slow-speed-limit-zone road lined with gorgeous trees and beautiful craftsman style houses). The SUV next to me had it's windows cracked and from it lilted a 50s Spanish love ballad. I was sure it was playing just for me.
(3) Peebers, milk, a handful of leftover popcorn & brownie batter with my best friend.
I guess my whole day doesn't have to spent in the dark.
***Update: I have just named the popcorn popper Glinda the Good Witch--- Glin, for short. This is because she has magical powers and produces popcorn that is as light as floating bubbles. She will be written upon, and thereby christened with that name, by way of Sharpies at the first available opportunity.
****Up-update (don't know if it really works that way...): I was able to go home for lunch today. This was good on so many levels:
(1) Houston is so incredibly beautiful today; you wouldn't even believe. I stepped outside and immediately wanted to curl up on the grass in the sunshine and let the whole day cover me like a warm blanket.
(2) On my way home I stopped at a light on my favorite Speedway (a long stretch of slow-speed-limit-zone road lined with gorgeous trees and beautiful craftsman style houses). The SUV next to me had it's windows cracked and from it lilted a 50s Spanish love ballad. I was sure it was playing just for me.
(3) Peebers, milk, a handful of leftover popcorn & brownie batter with my best friend.
I guess my whole day doesn't have to spent in the dark.
YES! My popcorn maker, purchased over 3 years ago, is the single best purchase I have ever made. Also, I am sympathizing with you on every level of this blog at the moment... I think I'm going to call my mom.
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