Five Good Things: “Honey, Take Me Dancing” Edition
001. Last night was date night, which meant new shoes and fancy cocktails. One thing about Tom is he knows how to show a lady a nice evening. I had blackened swordfish and the most delicious scallops of my entire life. Yum.
002. I may or may not have bought myself this dress yesterday.
I figured I can wear it in Mexico in March, and with tights before + after, right? Plus I love how it looks with those boots. We’re well into February now, which every year means my wardrobe is in desperate need of defibrillation. This feels like just the ticket.
003. The Lacuna, by Barbara Kingsolver. I’m going to echo Kim here and say that so far, it’s not my favorite thing she’s ever written, with the caveat that my favorite thing she ever wrote (Prodigal Summer, oh holy CRAP that is a good book) didn’t really grab me until about a hundred pages in. In any case, I’m just so glad to be reading something new by her that quite honestly…I don’t really care what it is. It’s BK. I can be wooed. I am so woo-able.
004. Your neighbors think you are whimsical and strange if you leave polar bear cupcakes outside their door. I’m going to go out on a limb and say there are worse things to be than whimsical and strange.
005. Rachel comes tonight! She is amazing and got into approximately one thousand PhD programs. I’mma make her a pie. Because if you can’t eat pie to celebrate a bunch of universities fighting over the genius brain of one of your very best girls…when CAN you eat pie? I’m also taking her on a romantic date to see Ladysmith Black Mambazo, because she’s weird like me and into that kind of thing. ACTUALLY, in case you’re weird like me, too, here’s some Ladysmith of your very own to enjoy.
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Happy weekend.
February 5, 2010 @ 6:08 pm
Love the dress! I haven’t read the new Kingsolver book yet, but my sister has it waiting for me. Personally, nothing will ever live up to the Poisonwood Bible, in my eyes.
February 6, 2010 @ 12:33 am
I think eating pie is perfect for that celebration. After my brother found out he got into Harvard, we went straight to Applebee’s and had pie for dinner. That’s one of my favorite memories with him.
P.S. thanks for your email. Sometimes it’s so easy to get trapped in the mindset of not good enough, etc., but I’m hoping that I’ll soon be out of it. And dude! You’re published. You’re a writer. Big time. This admin thing… that’s just temporary.