And oh my gosh, it is Memorial Day weekend next weekend. How did that happen? My busiest times at work now seem to overlap with every holiday weekend so my nose is buried in work and deadlines and then I glance at the calendar and am like "Crap, it's summer."
I have said it before that summer is just never my season. I do not really love hot weather at all, I do not really like sweating when the sweat is not the by-product of exercise (and even then…), and bathing suits are just panic-attack inducing. So I tend to hibernate and read inside by the air conditioning. Which means I am about as anti-social as a human being can possibly be in the summer.
So for about half a second, I thought about making a Summer Bucket List of things to do. But then I remembered last summer when I had high hopes for the Best Summer Ever. And last summer sucked. So I have declared the Summer of 2013 to be The Summer of No Expectations. Whatever happens happens. If it is fun, then I can be happy that it was. And if it totally sucks, then I cannot be disappointed.
It is The Summer of No Expectations.
Funny story. I started taking evening spinning classes pretty religiously last October. And I always reserve the same bike in the back of the room by the window. All these months it has been dark outside so it was only recently that I turned around and thought, "Awesome, the sidewalk diners at American Tap Room have a pretty amazing view of my butt." Mortifying. In my head I will just think that the windows are shaded enough so that no one can see (they aren't). I could switch bikes but I am such a creature of habit that I just cannot do it. Maybe those trees will grow some more.
Reading the giant stack of magazines that has once again accumulated under my coffee table.
Eating all my vegetables. I feel like I am FINALLY making good at eating all of my daily servings of vegetables.
Listening to the Summer Hits of the 1990s Pandora station. Any station that starts my morning off with Ice, Ice Baby and the theme to Fresh Prince of Bel-Air back-to-back is a very good station.
Thinking that everyone's eyeliner suggestions were awesome. I have ordered two from Sephora and I will work my way through the suggestions. Thank you all!!!
Craving a grilled bratwurst. A coworker brought me some Wisconsin cheese curds last week and while I was enjoying those squeaky bites of deliciousness, it just made me want a bratwurst. And the bratwursts sold in the DC area just don't compare to the ones back home.
Cringing at women who wear heels that they obviously CANNOT walk in. They could be the most fabulous heels in the world but if you can't walk in them you look ridiculous.
Trying to block the memory of this microwavable meatloaf recipe that I saw in Cooking Light. I love meatloaf and I love simplicity. But any meatloaf recipe that can cook in a microwave in eight minutes, well, that makes me throw up a little in my mouth.
Wearing my hair up in a bun. The infamous DC humidity has returned with a vengeance over the past week and the volume and frizz in my hair has increased in proportion to it.
Laughing at Erin's post about the Old Navy Magic Skirt. When she sent me the link to the skirt after she bought it, I saw the words "pencil skirt" and was like no way. My body in a pencil skirt is just ole no. But then I read the reviews of the Magic Skirt and saw people with exactly my body type raving about it. So of course I ordered it (it was $14). And dang it if it isn't the first pencil skirt to ever work on my body and not leave me looking like sausage. (And the quality of the fabric is better than some of my skirts that cost way more than $14.)
Celebrating the disconnection of the malfunctioning water damage alarm that has been going on off at ear-piercing intervals for the past week. Not to worry, it will be reconnected tomorrow. But at some point over the weekend when my hearing was being damaged by it, the maintenance staff agreed to disconnect it. Related, I did not know I had a water damage alarm until this week.
Loving the new Mi Cocina restaurant that is about two blocks from my front door. I have been there for lunch and for Happy Hour and I love everything about it: Great food, great atmosphere, great patio great addition to the neighborhood!
Wanting to eat all the chocolate chip cookies in the world. I have never in my life preferred chocolate chip cookies over any other cookie or baked good. But now they are all I want. I blame all of the vegetables I have been eating.