So. It is one of those days. Those days where you knock over a bottle of chili sauce in the pantry, the kind that isn't ketchup, but TOTALLY smells like ketchup, and now the whole house smells like ketchup, which is maybe the most horrible smell in the world. Or in my world at least. And your baby won't nap. Like the screaming mad dramatic kind of won't nap. SO LOUD. And all you want to do is eat your feelings, but you are back in a committed relationship with MyFitnessPal, and you are no cheater.
So, what is a girl to do?
Grab her headphones, revert to her angsty teenage years, and blast Morrissey. Mind you this girl had NO REASON to ever be a sullen teenager. Even for a single minute of a single day. I wish I could go back and tell her how dang easy she had it. SO EASY.
So with the animal rights loving Morrissey drowning out the nap hating protests of Shane, I am breathing through my mouth to not smell the chili-ketchup wafting my way, and am going to list some of happy things right now.
Happy things are way better than cleaning up chili-ketchup.
1. Instagram + Shauna Niequist
I have so much more to say about this topic, but this article has really stirred something in my heart. Such tough truth in it.
We spend most Tuesday dinners at Jason's parents' house for his mom's famous tacos. I am the resident guacamole maker (and perhaps eater). There is nothing like a fresh bowl of guacamole. His dad doesn't like onions or garlic, so I just throw in a chopped tomato, lots of fresh ground pepper, sea salt, Mexican lime juice (from his tree), and a whole lot of Cholula. Simple, fresh, delicious. We just planted two avocado trees in our back yard, and I simply cannot wait until we can just go in the back yard to pick fresh ones. Cannot stinking wait.
We ditched town and everyone and everything for twenty four hours.
A mental health break, if you will.
I also love how he indulges me when I find an aqua wall and make him walk across the entire hotel in the wrong direction, just so we can take a picture in front of it.
9. Camp Mom*tog + scholarship
When I read through the entries for the Camp Mom*tog scholarship spot, I sobbed my three coats of mascara off. All of them so wonderful, beautiful, heartfelt, deserving. Please read through them and cast your vote. I am so excited to see who the spot is given to and to hug them when they arrive.
We spent Saturday with Drew for our annual family photos and it was all kinds of rad. Except the part where Shane attacked her with a huge stick, nearly breaking her camera and stabbing her in the eyeball. Or when the teenage zombies came down the trail. (Not kidding. Teenagers. Zombie makeup. So much zombie makeup. What is with the zombie fascination?) There are some sneak peeks on Drew's FB page. Feel free to hate my guts. I would. They are sooooo good. Drew is ridiculously talented. I cannot even handle it.
Okay. So I have issue with Target's Dollar Spot taking liberties with the definition of DOLLAR. Have you noticed how many things are $3??? It is not the Three Dollar Spot, right? So when I found these sunnies in the $3 section, I almost passed them over on mere principle alone. Then I came to my senses and realized that THEY ARE $3 SUNGLASSES YO!!! and promptly bought three pairs. Wishing I bought three more.