Wednesday, February 28, 2007

She's baaaack! Estella's Revenge!

The newly revamped Estella's Revenge is officially online! We've had a wonderful response since the 'zine refocused on books, and I hope you'll all take a few minutes (longer if you're going to read many of the wonderful pieces we have this month) to browse.

And let's give a big hand to all of the contributors and the ever-wonderful Heather...Assistant Editor and Tech/Design Guru!

If you like the 'zine please help us out and spread the word. By being offline so long we lost a chunk of our audience, and we would love to rebuild.

Blowin' like a.....nevermind.

Dallas/Fort Worth (and the surrounding sticks...where I live) were hit with a freak dust storm over the weekend. Saturday dawned sunny and lovely only to turn all to shit mid-day. Below are pics I stole from Crazy.Spoiled.Blitch of the weirdness. You'll notice, the first picture looks nice and healthy.

Then there's the second pic.

As I said very eloquently on Blitch's blog, "Wasn't that the weirdest fucking thing you've ever seen? I expected aliens or Jesus at any moment." Really. All of a sudden everything was mud-colored. My first thought was actually "tornado" but usually the sky is green before those come down.

Odd. Very odd.

We had 40-60mph winds for the majority of the day, and most of this dust can be lovingly attributed to west Texas. Thank you, El Paso. Thank you.

Listening: The din of my own panic.

Gripe of the day: I submitted a paper proposal to THE big conference in Children's Literature. Last week when Thesis Director got her acceptance I began looking for an acceptance or rejection. I received neither. Turns out the shitbirds didn't receive my proposal AT ALL. But I'm more inclined to think that someone a) deleted it by accident b) didn't look over their SPAM folder.


Tuesday, February 27, 2007

The Life of the Boring

Nothin' shakin' around here to speak of. I should've graded papers today: didn't. I should've re-read some stuff for Thursday: didn't. I should've done anything productive: didn't. I did get a BookMooch book--Getting Stoned with Savages (J. Maarten Troost)--and started reading that!!!

I (not so) patiently waited for the mail today just to be disappointed at the lack of PhD letter. Of course, I also dread the PhD letter because if I get accepted I have some exceedingly painful, horrible decisions to make. It sucks being a grownup.

I think I'll toss any and all previous dreams and simply be an escapist.

Fiji, anyone?

Monday, February 26, 2007

Congratulations jig!

Congrats to Elise for her two PhD acceptances (so far) to TCU (Texas Christian) and one to OU (University of Oklahoma). And T. got the exciting news that he's been accepted to Purdue!!!

Now I'm getting a little nervous. I'm ready to hear SOMETHING from SOMEONE!

AND, for kicks, go check out World Book Day, HERE.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

Bluestalking Interviews Billy Collins

Many of you are likely familiar with the work of former Poet Laureate, Billy Collins. Do me a favor and go read the interview Lisa conducted at her blog, Bluestalking Reader, with Mr. Collins himself. It's a delightful interview. Lisa is unbelievably talented, so take some time to peruse her site beyond the interview as well!

I'm happy to say that Lisa and--a slew of other talented writers--have contributed to the upcoming issue of Estella's Revenge. Don't forget to check out the new issue on March 1st!

Click HERE to jump straight to the Billy Collins interview.

Saturday, February 24, 2007

Bath bombs and tea and money, OH MY!

Eiluned, being the very bad influence she is, introduced me to TWO new and addictive websites this week.

The first is Fantasy Bath, which specializes in organic(ish) homemade bath products like bath bombs, body butter bars, salt scrubs, and other such smelly goodies. I received a graduate travel fund reimbursement check today, so I took it upon myself to order two bath bombs: Cherry Blossom (Cherry, Almond, and a hint of Amber. It's the classic cherry almond. Very cherry and very almond.) and Bora Bora Bound (Rich with the essence of promegranate, persimmons, orchids, and lotus blossom. With a base of champacca flowers, amber and sandalwood it blends to a deep, tropical, and exotic experience.). What makes these bombs special is that they are at once fizzy, moisturizing, and smelly all at once. They explain the whole process on the website, so check it out. They're also huge, so you can break 'em up and get a few baths out of each one.

The second site is Adagio Teas. Since I'm back to my "hardcore South Beach dieter" status, I'm trying to find ways to trick my palate into thinking I still eat good stuff. SO, I thought some new teas might be nice. One great thing about this site is that you can send free $5 gift certificates to your friends (Eil sent me one), so I peppered my favorite lady bloggers with gift certificates. I picked up three samplers (most samplers make 5-10 cups): Dewy Cherry, Hibiscus, and Snowbud. I tickled my tongue with a cup of chai tonight, and I'm primed for more tea.

If I didn't send you a gift cert. for tea, it probably means I don't have your e-mail address at my fingertips, so if you'd like one, just lemme know! I'd be more than happy to send one.

I can't wait to receive these goodies in the mail!

Friday, February 23, 2007

Incommunicado ends today!

I'm back. Sorry to have disappeared like that, but I was helping put on a symposium. Elise was the big mama of the conference, having coordinated the whole thing, and I helped with miscellany: helped organize registration, helped with a couple of receptions, and presented a paper. It's been a fast and furious couple of days with teaching, my own work, and prepping/printing/sorting 90 or so name tags, etc. While I'm sure 90% of my friends are good and blitzed right now, I'm at home in my pj's after having taken off my UNGODLY uncomfortable shoes. I was in so much pain today that I ran around the student center barefoot. I'll probably die of some tropical linoleum fungus now, but at least my toes aren't squished into pointy-toed heels.

I arrived home to a couple of fantabulous surprises:

Bookfool packed up some goodies for me including an MP3 speaker that sounds positively heavenly. I'm excited that I can listen to my iPod while I clean my bedroom now (without having to use headphones and carry it around).

In addition (as if that weren't enough), she sent two books: The Captain and the Enemy (Graham Greene) and Jeeves and the Tie that Binds (Wodehouse...whom I've never read).

AND, she sent along a gorgeous Mississippi bookmark. Can you handle the grand finale??...A HUGH LAURIE BOOKMARK!!!! She made it herself. On one side is a gorgeous black and white pic of Hugh lookin' all finger-lickin' good, and the other side is one of my favorite quotes of his...."Perfection is intensely annoying."

The other very large package was a buttload of review books for Estella's Revenge, courtesy of Bluestalking Reader.

This new issue of Estella's Revenge has grown into something incredibly special. We have over 20 pieces (features, niblets, columns, reviews), and I can't wait for it to hit the net on March 1st!

With that, I'm off to bed. Tomorrow I'm sleeping late, cleaning house, and then reading FUN STUFF!

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Decision, made!

Talked to Thesis Director this morning, and we both agreed that it would be wise to extend the thesis to summer. She did the same thing when she got her M.A., so she was all for it. I still expect that I can have the majority of the work done by May, and the less I have to do during the summer, the better.

In other news, Shut Up and Sing, the Dixie Chicks' documentary is out TODAY! I will be grabbing a copy of it as soon as I get my taxes done at 11:00. Then I shall proceed to the public library with my laptopto watch it while grading papers until time to teach at the jc at 2:30.

And I sent the review of American Born Chinese (below) to the publisher and author's agent. Got responses from both this morning thanking me for the lovely review.

Lengthy, introspective post about writing coming later in the day.

Monday, February 19, 2007

THE List

Heather at The Library Ladder made the mistake of wishing I'd post a list of stuff I'm reading for my thesis, so here it is!

Primary sources:
Fables: Legends in Exile (all by Bill Willingham)
Fables: Animal Farm
Fables: Storybook Love
Fables: March of the Wooden Soldiers
Fables: The Mean Seasons

The Dialogic Imagination, M.M. Bakhtin
Story and Discourse, Seymour Chatman
Folklore Matters, Alan Dundes
Comics and Sequential Art, Will Eisner
Folk & Fairy Tales, 3rd Edition, Martin Hallet and Barbara Karasek
The Art of the Comic Book: An Aesthetic History, Robert C. Harvey
Alternative Comics: An Emerging Literature, Charles Hatfield
Word, Dialogue, and Novel, Julia Kristeva
Understanding Comics and Reinventing Comics, Scott McCloud
Visual Pleasure and Narrative Cinema, Laura Mulvey
Words About Pictures, Perry Nodelman
Off with Their Heads!, Maria Tatar
Mouse Morality: The Rhetoric of Disney Animated Film, Annalee Ward
Breaking the Magic Spell: Radical Theories of Folk and Fairy Tales, Jack Zipes

And that's not a complete list, but it's a good chunk. Overall even the boring-sounding books are decent reads. Especially all the comics theory and folk/fairy tale books!

I promise....

  • To never again half-ass my writing (unless it's a blog-post-in-a-jiffy)
  • To read for fun and choose good books
  • To seek out opportunities and take them instead of procrastinating and sabotaging myself
  • To forego a Ph.D. if I'm too emotionally and mentally fried to handle it right now
  • To do good things for the world at large (campaign for Barack Obama, maybe?)
  • To get laid sooner than later (maybe not the loftiest goal, but it might help curb my bitchiness)

Today's list brought to you by the fact that I might not finish my thesis this semester. I think Jeremy, Elise, and I are all realizing that it might not be a possibility to finish up right now. We're strapped with taking classes, teaching classes, and general political department bullshit that can't be avoided. I could still graduate in the summer. I don't want to half-ass this project. It upsets me, but perhaps it's the smart thing to do.

Listening: "God's Gonna Cut You Down"...Johnny Cash

Sunday, February 18, 2007

Review: American Born Chinese

American Born Chinese, by Gene Luen Yang
New York: First Second Books, 2006
Graphic Novel

This charming graphic novel is deceptively simple. On the surface it is three intertwining tales: one about a folkloric monkey king, the second a Chinese boy who longs to fit in, and the third a white teenager painfully embarrassed by his visiting Chinese cousin. While all three stories are involving, Yang's real accomplishment is in his discussion of race and identity. Using a technique unique and integral to comics, Yang employs disturbing stereotypes to confront and subvert those very stereotypes which he employs.
For instance, Danny's cousin who visits him yearly is a Chinese boy named Chin-kee (does that name hit ya over the head or what?). Chin-kee speaks in an overblown accent, wears stereotypically traditional clothing, and his luggage consists of stacked Chinese take-out boxes. He laughs uncontrollably, claps wildly, and the first words out of his mouth are "Herro Amellica!!!" While one might be tempted to cringe, Yang uses the stereotypes to confront the audience's own potential prejudices and as a gateway to a touching story of acceptance.

Similarly, the story of Jin (the boy who so desperately wants to fit in) confronts a number of the same stereotypes and throws in the added pressure to assimilate. When Jin develops a crush on the All-American girl next door he devises a simple plan to appear more westernized. He transforms his hair from its fine natural straightness to a curly, chili-bowl concoction. The result: he's considered the "Chinese kid with the afro." So much for the plan.

And certainly not to be forgotten is the framework story of the Monkey King. Drawing on Chinese folklore, the story of the Monkey King is also one of cultural critique and dripping with identity politics as the Monkey King is rejected by the gods and thus sets out to become bigger, better, faster, and more powerful than those around him. Unfortunately all of that effort results in his being stuck under a mountain of rocks for 500 years. Luckily, many lessons can be learned in that amount of time, and they certainly pay off for the Monkey King.

Revealing much more about the details and nuances of this novel would certainly ruin what proves to be clever interweaving of plots and a fantastic twist. So, with that in mind, I highly recommend that you grab a copy. It's a quick, engaging, worthwhile read.

Monday, February 12, 2007

Leavin' on a jet plane...

I'm off to New Mexico! I'm getting up at 5:30am in order to be awake and lucid and ready to hit the road with Thesis Director at 7am. It's about a 45 minute drive to the airport if we're lucky enough to zip through the gawd-awful traffic on 635. If the traffic IS bad, it's more like an hour and an half drive.

I plan to attempt to tap into a wireless connection while I'm in Albuquerque. If it works, you'll be hearin' from me soon. If not, I'll "talk" to you all Thursday or Friday.

Have fun while I'm eating horribly wonderful food and enjoying the desert scenery! Don't throw any wild parties without me!

Sunday, February 11, 2007


I mistakenly thought I would be working all day, but by this late hour I find myself surfing the net for delectable goodies, fiddling with all things Estella's Revenge in preparation for the upcoming March issue, perusing Craigslist for writing gigs, and posting my next installment on the Dallas blog. I got several pages written on the thesis today, got the reading and planning done for my classes tomorrow, and now I face the daunting task of actually piecing together the paper I'll be presenting at my conference. But enough of that crap....

For those of you who harbor some snark toward The Food Network, do take the time to read this guest post from Anthony Bourdain (quakes with lust) from the Ruhlman website. A little quote for ya:

SANDRA LEE: Pure evil. This frightening Hell Spawn of Kathie Lee and Betty Crocker seems on a mission to kill her fans, one meal at a time.

Amen, Tony. Amen.

As I prepare for my flights to and fro New Mexico, I'm faced with the eternal question. What do I take to read on the plane? I admit, I'm a horrible plane reader. I rarely get anything done on a plane besides sleeping, but I'm going to give it the old college try. With a mere hour or so in the air, I'm planning to take the quick-reading American Born Chinese (Gene Yang). I'm about halfway through and it's fantastically odd and delightful so far.

I had delusions of grandurous reading and thought of packing something serious, but I have a hunch that it'll be iPod all the way.

Speaking of...

5 Random Goodies from the iPod:

1. "Hurt"...Johnny Cash
2. "Alison"...Elvis Costello
3. "Falling Down"...Ben Jelen
4. "A Little Less Conversation"...Elvis
5. "Postcard of a Painting"...Maximo Park

With that, I take my leave for the night. I'm itching to post another volume of "Let's Nosh," so look for a tasty recipe or two tomorrow.

Watching: American Pie 2

Edit: My newest post on the Dallas Blog features a new exhibit at the Dallas Museum of Art...Fast Forward: Contemporary Collections for the Dallas Museum of Art. It's a collection of modern and postmodern works by such big names as Jackson Pollock, Mark Rothko, Willem de Kooning and others. Check it out HERE.

Schmoopy post about a ready!

We all know that I love the Dixie Chicks. I know you know, but I'm gonna talk about them again. In light of the 5 Grammy Awards they won tonight.

I was a Chicks fan long before the political uproar surrounding Natalie Maines' comments about the president three years ago, but unlike many in the south, my admiration for her only increased after her comments.

Putting the incident aside for a moment, I can tell you that I'm one of those fans who loves the Chicks fanatically. Not in the way that I buy crap with their logo on it or collect photos from magazines. Quite simply I've grown up with their music as a part of my life. I probably love the Chicks in much the same way that people love The Beatles or The Rolling Stones--with an affection that began in high school and that has endured into adulthood. Compounded with the fact that the Chicks began their career in Dallas playing on West End street corners (and ironically at the George Dubya Bush Governor's Ball) and likely intruding on Deep Ellum in its hipper days, I'm an outspoken Texas girl. My mouth has gotten me in trouble more times than I could possibly count.

Join me for a trip down memory lane if you will.

1998 - The Chicks first album, Wide Open Spaces, came out before my senior year of high school. A friend and I quickly adopted it as our anthem.

Who doesn't know what I'm talking about
Who's never left home who's never struck out
To find a dream and a life of their own
A place in the clouds a foundation of stone
--"Wide Open Spaces"

1999 - The second album, Fly, came out my very first semester of college. I found a group of friends more warped and fun than any I'd ever imagined to that point, was beginning to see the world in a very new way, and went a little crazy. Incidentally, I first saw them in concert around this time.

He pushed me 'round now I'm drawin' the line
He lived his life now I'm gonna go live mine
I'm sick on wastin' my time
Well now I've been good for way too long
Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on
'Bout to get too far gone

--"Sin Wagon"

2002 - I made the decision to transfer universities and I was on the downward slide toward graduation. I actually remember going to buy the CD on my way to class one day and I procrastinated to the point of almost skipping a class so I could flip through the CD in my car. A very different, earthy sound, bluegrass sound...this album remains one of my very favorites. Controversy struck for them around that time when they sued Sony for a better contract. They were without a label while making this album and when they finally won the lawsuit. I saw them for the 2nd time in concert that year.

You don't like the sound of the truth
Coming from my mouth
You say that I lack the proof
Well baby that might be so
I might get to the end of my life
Find out everyone was lying
I don't think that I'm afraid anymore
Say that I would rather die trying

--"Truth No. 2"

2003 - My grandparents both passed away, I graduated, and I quickly left for North Carolina. It was a very tumultuous time. The live album came out around that time, and sports one of the best covers I've ever heard: "Mississippi" (Bob Dylan cover). It's strangely tragic and upbeat. Perfect for me right around that time.

Well I got here, following the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
There's only one thing that I did wrong
I stayed in Mississippi a day too long


2006 - Post-drama Taking the Long Way came out last year to rave reviews from critics and a chilly reception from country fans. A complex album, well written, moving, it's taken me through a range of emotions that's sort of staggering to think about. In the last couple of years I've been positively thrilled to be single, utterly confused about where my life is going, and increasingly politically minded and driven to affect some sort of positive change in the world. I have no idea what to do with myself next, but I know I'll be fine and things will work out, and I'll have some sort of worthwhile growing experience. It's just hard to be patient and let it happen.

Well I fought with a stranger and I met myself
I opened my mouth and I heard myself
It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself
Guess I could have made it easier on myself
But I
I could never follow
No I
I could never follow

--"Taking the Long Way Around"

While I've heard whisperings that the Chicks will announce their breakup post-Grammy, I hope it isn't true. However, if it is, I'm glad to know that they're going out with a bang, I hope they feel vindicated, and I've enjoyed the soundtrack they've provided me these last nine years. I'll be first in line to buy Shut Up and Sing, their documentary about the years after "the incident" (comes out February 20th), and I'll keep their newest song in mind....

Don't let them tell you what it's all about
I'm right beside you
A dreamer you can do without
I know you well but we've never met
Always the same always always a safe bet
I know what's happenin'I've seen it before
Uninvited I'll be coming to your back door
Lock all the windows hide under your bed
I hear you breathin' I know you're there

You can turn off the light
You can turn it around
You can shut me out
But I'll still be here
I'll still be here
You can turn me off and try to shut me down
But I'll still be here
"The Neighbor"

And I suppose the question remains, dear readers....

Which musical artists do you passionately love? Who has provided the soundtrack that eerily narrates your life?

Saturday, February 10, 2007

We made the homepage...

I was adding foodie links to the sidebar over there (you'll notice there's now a "Food" drop box for blogs, restaurants, bars, etc.) when I checked on our local pub's website and discovered that my friends and I have made the homepage. Holy crap. It's a pic from last semester featuring (left to right)

Jeremy in the cap, Charles in the plaid driving cap, myself with the curls, T., Goose with his supa-fro, and Beth. As if we weren't officially lushes before, having our pic on the homepage takes things to a new level.

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Neck deep....

I'm neck deep in my thesis! This is good news since I've been supremely uninspired to this point. Now I find myself staying up late in order to squeeze in just a few more minutes of writing. So far, so good. I should have this bizzle wrapped up in a couple of weeks.

If I'm quiet for short stretches, now you know why!

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Mmm mmm good!

I just got this meme from Amanda A. The deal is, you are given a letter and then you post 10 things you like that begin with that letter. I got “M”. Here we go!

Men. And this is not going where you think it is (although I love that too). I've always had a ton of male friends and now seems no exception. Guy friends are great because they're fun, there's usually very little drama, and not only can you flirt with them recreationally without weirdness, they can decode male behavior when it just doesn't make a bit of sense.

Melted cheese. No explanation needed here. Melted cheese makes everything better.

Mexican food. Given, it's closely related to the item listed above, but I'm having more trouble than anticipated thinking of 10 things I really like that start with "M." Last night my mom and I went to the newish Mexican food place here in town. It's a little hole in the wall, but it's really good, and they have the BEST shrimp quesadillas I've ever had. Last night I decided to be adventurous and ordered the "Victor" special. It was two cheese enchiladas covered with queso and piled high with grilled chicken and fresh pico de gallo. Oh my GOD. It was amazing. Very fresh, very stringy with cheese, and I love chicken any way you cook it. And the best part? It was free! My mom works for the city and she knowns the owners, so they comped our meal. A big tip was in order. And I have plenty of leftovers for lunch or dinner today.

My Mom. I don't talk about my mom nearly enough here, but I have to tell you, she is the most fantastic mom anywhere ever. And pretty much everyone I know would agree and sing her praises far and wide. What's so great about my Mom? Too many things to list really. She's fun and outgoing and sweet and kinda warped (like me). Everyone who meets her adores her.

Modernists. I took a class over Modernist lit. last year, and while it was a hell of a lot to read (and I didn't make it through all the books), I do love the time period and the majority of the authors who came out of that particular movement. I'm talking about some of my all-time favorites: T.S. Eliot ("The Waste Land" is genius), F. Scott Fitzgerald (so screwed up, so yummy), Hemingway (annoyed me as a teen, thrills me now) Zora Neale Hurston (can't get enough of her). Not to mention the new-to-me faves like Willa Cather (must read more of her stuff soon), Henry Roth (ditto here).

Mediterranean food. Because if you're running low on items, list types of food. I can't say that I'm terribly well-versed in Mediterranean food, but what I have had, I loooooooved. Fadi's is a fantastic little cafeteria-style restaurant in Dallas (maybe I'll blog about it next) that Elise and I went to once (must go again soon). It's great for newbies to Mediterranean because everything is laid out in front of you for easy pointing and gawking, and they have a sampler plate that's relatively inexpensive ($11-$14 if I remember correctly) and really is a bit of EVERYTHING. As I recall there were several dippers (hummus, baba ghanouj, and something else tasty), somewhere between 8 and 12 veggies and salads, and a choice of meat. Never before have I contemplated being a vegetarian, but Fadi's convinced me that veggies can be satisfying and wonderful all on their own.

Meme's! I love doing them myself, but I love reading others' just as much. We generally get to know each others' ideologies and inner voices through the blogs, but knowing what someone had for breakfast can be just as interesting, surprising, and delightful sometimes.

Markers. I could color with markers all day. I know, it's a very 6-year-old thing to do, but I still love it.

Making stuff. I make all kinds of stuff when I have time. I do paper crafts (cards, bookmarks, etc.), paint, draw, make other household items like magnets and whatnot. Now I just need more time!

Maniacal laughter! I love laughing uncontrollably. There's nothing better than laughing so hard that you almost cry and end up wheezing in a pile on the floor. In a good way, of course.

If you'd like a letter of your very own, ask me in the comments section!

Sunday, February 04, 2007

Indian, anyone?

Check out my newest post at the Dallas blog. This evening's spotlight: the Roti Grill. The Barrister took me there on date #1 after we realized our mutual attraction to Indian food. I really need to get back there. It's cheap and yummy. Too bad I won't be kissed Gone with the Wind style by a 6'8" Englishman this time. Ahh well. Such is life.

Click HERE to read the post.

Consider the Steam Blown

While I did have an unbelievably long list of things to do this weekend, I did none of them. My consolation is that I spent a ton of time blowing off steam, and while I blew my weekend budget and carb count, I am feeling slightly more human than I was last week. That doesn't mean I'm any happier about the thought of doing my PhD or writing my thesis, but I will trudge ahead diligently until this mess is over on May 12th.

Edit: OK, OK. I might as well come clean. I got so drunk last night that I don't remember much between the time I did my last lemon drop shot and woke up in my bra and panties in my friend's guest bedroom this morning. I started drinking at 7:00 last night, stopped at 1am was still drunk at noon today, the hangover kicked in around 2:00 this afternoon, and I didn't feel well enough to eat until dinnertime. It will be a VERY VERY long time before I drink again.

The next week or two will be spent writing A LOT. I have some recommendations to compose, a piece to revise for publication, and a couple of thesis chapters to dig into.

With that said, I do hope to sneak off to the mall tomorrow to buy some new undies, jeans, and a couple more pairs of shoes. And I need to stop by the tailor's to have some things looked at. When did I start giving a shit how I dress? I dunno, but I kinda like it. I'll have to post pics of my new threads I found last week. I got a great pair of brown trousers for work with a tiny pink pin stripe running through, a luscious black sweater, a red sweater suitable for layering, a denim jacket, a black going-out shirt with a funky neckline, and a pair of brown heels and a pair of brown boots (also heels). Everything was on sale and I only spent $142.

Now that I've bored you, I'm off to bed to try to sleep (probably not gonna happen for a bit, but it's worth a try).

Listening: "Make This Go On Forever"...Snow Patrol

Friday, February 02, 2007

Hermits Anonymous

Hi, I'm Andi, and I'm a hermit.

I've reached new levels of hermitude, kids. I should start growing my long white beard and coif immediately. My robes are on backorder, and my walking stick got delayed in customs.

I dunno what's wrong with me.

Oh, wait, yes I do. I want desperately to get a place of my own and a job that isn't this one. Right!

Anywho, I find that I'm praying for snow to avoid committments like baby showers and anything else that involves human contact (incidentally, we got some snow but it didn't mess up the roads). I'd really just kinda like to stay in bed and watch Take Home Chef and What Not to Wear 23 hours a day. No offense to all the friends I've been neglecting. It's not you, it's most definitely me.

Images by Freepik