five good things
1. The late-winter emergency trifecta of Lush Dream Cream, Josie Maran Daily Moisturizer and Bag Balm. I am officially so old I need three different lotions to keep me from cracking into a billion pieces and blowing away like so much dust.
2. Linda has a tumblr, and it’s about cooking and eating and loving yourself. I cannot even properly explain to you just how much this is all the things I love in one place.
3. Dirty Dancing, aka a perpetual good thing both on this blog and in my life, because a man in a position of power recently tried to shame me for liking it WHEN HE HADN’T EVEN SEEN IT TUNA ARE YOU KIDDING ME. Little did he know I am impervious to shame. JK I am not at all impervious to shame, 1 Shame Street is pretty much my permanent address, but I AM impervious to shame when it comes to the things I like that men in positions of power think are stupid. There’s a blog post in me about this. Stay tuned.
(I’m punchy this week. Can you tell I am punchy this week?)
4. Moving next month means trying to use up every weird ingredient in your pantry, and trying to use up every weird ingredient in your pantry makes you feel like you are on Chopped every night, only without the pressure and occasional bloodshed. Recently: sausage and brussels spaghetti, sesame-ginger chicken with rice. Also full disclosure I made a pudding pie with a graham cracker crust and the crackers were so stale it tasted like legit play-doh and had to be trashed (uhhh but not before I scraped all the pudding out of it and into my mouth, duh). Win some, lose some.
5. The plan is to shake up the look of this website for the springtime and am thinking about shaking up the content while I’m at it. What do you all want to see here? Guest posts? Articles from my imaginary feminist zine, Me + Uterus? A small collection of pornographic images? Hit me up on twitter and let’s discuss.
Happy weekend, yous. I’m wearing new boots.