leggings are back, and I’m not quite sure what to think about it. It reminds me a lot of middle school and the baby doll dress/leggings craze. On one hand I love the way leggings look under a sweater dress. On another hand, I wonder if there is an age limit for certain types of leggings. I like the look of denim leggings in theory, but I’m not quite sure I like them in reality. I saw some at Target last night at a ridiculously low price, & I’ve been thinking they’d be a nice alternative to wear with boots and a tunic or sweater instead of skinny jeans shoved…
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friday fluff- the dress
In a few weeks I’m going to party like it’s 1995. Dave and I decided to throw a Christmas formal dinner for our friends in our care group from church- somehow in conversation it came up how funny it would be to wear old prom or bridesmaid dresses to the dinner since really, what else are they going to do except gather dust in our closets? We tossed the idea out jokingly, but now a few weeks later, I’m thinking about which of my old dresses I’m going to squeeze into wear. I gave all of my bridesmaid dresses to goodwill because I couldn’t foresee myself wearing any of these…
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being thankful is a bezoar
I so don’t want to write this post. Even though I’ve dedicated this months Sidewalk Theologian challenge to practicing thankfulness, I feel bitter & crusty today and just want to read my latest copy of Entertainment Weekly about the new Twilight movie and wallow. Bezoar is my word I use instead of swearing- I learned about in Harry Potter- anyone remember which book it was from? This summer Dave and I were hanging out with our friend Jess who is studying vet. science at Cornell & we learned that a bezoar is a real thing! I am impressed by both J.K. Rowling and Jess’ smartness. O.K. back to being thankful…
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does my hair smell like a urinal cake?
What are your favorite travel products? Things you can’t be away from home without? Tomorrow I’ll leave for a three-day trip to Cleveland, home for a writers conference this weekend and then to Madison, WI next week. Here are a few of the things I always bring with me or have started to bring: My sister in law who regularly travels to Africa to do research on pediatric AIDS, ordered the Lush shampoo bar pictured above for her last trip. Since travel restrictions on liquids have become a pain to figure out how to pack everything, I thought I’d give it a try. When I tested it out it smelled nice…
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regretsy
Been dying to get one of these for your living room coffeetable? I was getting some decor inspiration at apartment therapy while I took a break from writing a talk on human trafficking and the work of International Justice Mission work to free child sex slaves. It’s such a heavy topic that occasionally I need something light and beautiful to look at/think about to keep going. While I was on the page, I came across this gem of a website that literally made me laugh out loud. If you’re the type that gets easily offended by the words of the swearing variety, there are a few on this page. But the…
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friday fluff day (aka- jillian, boots, leeks)
This week felt craaazy long! Good thing I had the tears of Jillian, the inspiration of sweet leather boots & the yumminess of leeks to help see me through. So- did anyone watch The Biggest Loser (TBL) premiere this week? I was starting to feel a cold beginning to set in so I curled up on the couch & caught the last 1/2 of TBL and was ASTOUNDED to see Jillian crying during the weigh in! TBL is the only reality TV I watch, mostly because I love seeing how as people’s external worlds are transformed by weight loss, their internal world changes too & they begin to become a…
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narwhals & toothbrushes
One of the things I enjoy most in life is finding unexpected nuggets in my day that make me smile, laugh or look at the world differently. Like NPR’s article this week The elusive narwhal what an amazing creature- the unicorn of the sea! My friend G who was over that morning heard me squeal with delight as I scanned the article on NPR’s website looking for more pictures. “aren’t you scared of that ugly thing?” she eyed me quizzically, brows raised like I had just told her I was planning to make a pet of it in my bathtub. “no way! They’re incredible. Plus, they only live in Antartica and…