the sunday currently

reading Tiny Beautiful Things by Cheryl Strayed. I started reading this before I read Wild, her other book. The one where she whines and hikes and whines and hikes and whines and hikes. Now I don't know if I can take her seriously enough to enjoy this book. 

writing blog posts about Enrique Iglesias, My$tikal, dog sweaters, and radon. Stay tuned, it's about to get musical, snuggly, and toxic around these parts.

listening to the Lumineers Pandora station, through which I've been introduced to Noah and the Whale and The XX. Tip: The XX is amazing writing music.

thinking about the peppermint white hot chocolate with whipped cream I'm going to be making later tonight. 

smelling snuggles. Does anyone else's dog develop a smell when it sleeps? We like to say it smells like snuggles. You are not to repeat that to anyone, do you hear me??

wishing I could be a morning person. I even googled "how to be a morning person". I got nothing.

hoping that the next bar in which I try to watch an LSU game doesn't change the channel for the entire first quarter because one table wants to watch a horse race. I'm sorry Minnesota, but SEC football > horse racing.

wearing my new Minnesota uniform: a flannel shirt, down vest, jeans and boots.

loving podcasts. On a scale of one to Screech, how nerdy does that make me? My current favorites: NPR's pop culture happy hour and Joy the Baker. 

wanting to fill out one of those "about me" chain letters that were cool back when I had a hotmail e-mail address and a geocities account. That's what writing this post feels like. JuSt WiTh a LoT lEsS oF tHiS.

needing to eat more vegetables. This week has not been conducive to vegetable consumption.

feeling cozy. Flannel will do that to you.

clicking and laughing out loud. 

Linking up with Lauren, who just moved to Wilmington, NC today. In her honor, I think I'll go watch Dawson's Creek on Netflix.