My stomach has been in knots for days.
There is so much going on. It’s all great stuff, thrilling and wonderful and awesome stuff. But it’s a lot. Some of it I don’t want to talk about yet because it’s still up in the air. Other stuff y’all already know about- like the fact that my last day in the clinic is tomorrow, and after that I am a full-time self-employed adult ladyperson. Which is insane.
And other stuff is working itself out and hopefully I can talk about it soon. But yeah. Major life stuff, guys. Major.
My autocorrect keeps changing “tight” to “right” even when I type it correctly and I never notice until it’s too late. So consequently I keep accidentally texting Ryan “sleep right, babe.”
Which makes me sound like a total creep.
I FINALLY finished Outlander and geez was it a slog. 3/10 stars, would not recommend unless you’re into wife beating, weird forceful sex being played as liberating, and 640 pages of unnecessary verbiage. I spent half my time looking up words that I could roughly understand from context clues but wanted to verify. And every single time I was like “why didn’t you just say ‘restless?’” or whatever. Anyway, by the 600th page or so I was OVER. IT.
Also, I mainly hung around because I was super intrigued by a plot point involving another woman about a third through the novel. I was like “finally, maybe this thing will actually pass the Bechdel Test.” Then after another 200 some-odd pages she was unceremoniously killed without ever resolving her storyline. That about drove me to throw my Kindle at the wall. I don’t care if her story is revisited in the sequels, because I shan’t be reading any of them.
I expect I’ll keep up with the TV show, though, but purely for the scenery porn. Scotland is my motherland after all.
My husband’s autocorrect changed “board” to “hoard” when he said he was getting on the plan and I was like “Wow, hoarding planes? Sounds expensive!”
There’s this little family run donut shop here in my small town. Donuts are like 70 cents each and made fresh all day- probably the best donuts I’ve ever eaten. It’s a rare treat but I go there sometimes when I’m in the mood. I can never pick just one or two so I usually buy at least a half dozen even when it’s just for me. Like this morning I got a bear claw, a devil’s food, a maple glazed, a regular glazed, a blueberry, and a cinnamon sugar twist. I almost bought an apple fritter because they are seriously the best ever but I controlled myself.
I rationalize this sort of ridiculous purchase by saying that I’m supporting a family business. And since a lot of sugar in the morning makes me barf, I usually only end up eating a few bites out of each donut. But I like the variety, and it costs 5 bucks.
And coming home with a big box of donuts just for myself feels like a super luxurious and slightly debauched thing to do. I love it.
Someone’s excited to be seeing Elton John tonight!…
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