Five Good Things: Heart of the Ocean Edition

1. Last night H&J came over for bolognese and birthday cake and we watched The Bodyguard, a sorely underrated modern classic complete with faux-Egyptian headgear, Kevin Costner at his youngest and hunkiest (I think it’s a shame that the word hunk has fallen out of colloquial favor, though I suspect it’s because they just don’t make hunks like Kevin Costner anymore) and the implied cutting off of Whitney Houston’s lacy underthings with a Samurai sword. Happy birthday, H!  And I will always love you.

2. Now that the desk is happily ensconced in the bedroom, I’ve got my eye on a brand-new bed (and a new reason to sock all my babysitting cash away under the mattress). Tom says: “That doesn’t look a little…colonial to you?” I am confident he’ll come around.

3. There is Serious Writing Business happening around here. There are dollars involved. And romances. And a new playlist entitled “The Greatest Love of All” to serenade me sweetly while I come up with viable synonyms for “luminescent”.

4. Rachel comes tonight! We’re going to drink fancy beer and see the Facebook movie and check out the Nicholas Nixon exhibit at the MFA. True fact about Rachel: one time she was in Florence for my birthday so she sent me a glittery cardboard crown in the mail. That is the kind of friend she is and I am lucky to have her.

5. I had a gift card to LLBean so I ordered myself some wicked good slippers and they are not lying when they say they are wicked good. For the first time since the beginning of September, my feet were not colder than a dead person’s when I climbed into bed. And if that is not something to celebrate, I just do not know what is.