Oh, what to do. Just file this under: My Most Meaningful Post Ever.
1. On Sunday, Marcus finally sacrificed my yellow Parker mixing bowl to the watery, tile-clad sink god. I’ll be honest, I feel like we’re living on borrowed time with basically everything that is breakable in this place so I am impressed that the entire set of bowls stayed intact for ~2.5 years.
2. I watched Breaking Dawn: Part I on Friday night, right? And we all know that I’ve been having crazy dreams lately, right? So in this one, I was a Twilight-style vampire who only drank True Blood and I was really only mostly excited because being a vampire because of how well I could run. Figure that one out.
3. I’m trying to force Marcus to start playing board games with me regularly. Yes, we registered for a bunch of them and no, we don’t play them. Ever. Some of them are definitely still in the original wrapping. We played Scrabble on Sunday night and tied.
4. Did anyone else feel like their face is about to fall off? I don’t know where all of this dry air came from but in the past week, I have moisturized to the point of excess to no avail. To wit: I even have dry skin on my upper lip. These are trying times that we live in.