you're a honey with a following of innocent boys
right now i'm curled up on a comfy big couch, watching the snow come down outside, doing some online shopping to complement the real-world shopping i did yesterday. i'm splurging like never before. it feels amazing. and when i get my check, i have $2000 more to spend at tysons.
still no cure for my total lack of fashion sense. fortunately having money makes it a lot easier to fake.
by far the coolest thing i got was a brooks brothers navy winter overcoat. me and my mom walked in the store, checked the price tag, and immediately turned around to walk out but then the salesclerk hurriedly informed us that it was actually 50% off. i guess brooks brothers has to keep discounts a secret until the very last possible second. but the half-off made the coat almost affordable and i decided that for a brooks brothers coat, i could justify going over budget by $75.
i do NOT feel comfortable in it yet, though. it's a screwing poor people coat. i'm not a rich tool, so it makes me feel like an impostor.
the lovely spicy smell of moroccan beef tagine with apricots and currents is wafting through the kitchen. it smells amazing and i can't wait to try it, but i won't be making it for myself any time soon. no matter how ethical and grass-fed the cows are, it just skeeves me ou to be handling bloody chunks of dead animal. i want to go get a vegetarian crockpot cookbook so i can figure out how to re-create these amazing flavors without the cow carcass part.
i babysat my little cousins last night. they're not really "little" anymore, they're 9 and 12, so they've crossed the line from child to really really small and immature adult. by that i mean they know what's up and i don't have to talk down to them, but they're nevertheless still planted firmly in the kid world. eleanor, the 9 yr old, especially was all about playing tag and having staring contests. after one such contest:
her: "it's a good thing we're not playing kids vs. grownups. we have no grownups!"
me: "hey! i'm graduated and i have a job, thank you very much"
her: "oh, so you're a pretend grownup."
she wasn't trying to be funny or ironic in any way, just stating what to her is the obvious truth. i'm a pretend grownup. fair enough.
anyway it was fun and made me excited about being a big sister. i have to call next week about starting the training for that.
i'm also excited about moving to a house in virginia this summer, and i keep perusing the craigslist ads to get an idea of what we can afford and where. maryland is a pretty cool place, but it's not my hood, and i'll be glad to get back on my side of the potomac. even better if we can swing a place within walking distance of the blue or orange line. of course, houses in mclean/tysons corner are far away from any metro, but they're also right next to my work, and DAMN they're cheap. we're talking like $600 a month per bedroom. i could save so much money with that kind of rent! but we'll have to see what lesley and/or other roommates think about that. i think lesley has her heart set on living within stumbling distance of public transportation.
i'm still fat. oh well. my own damn fault for not working out enough.
still no cure for my total lack of fashion sense. fortunately having money makes it a lot easier to fake.
by far the coolest thing i got was a brooks brothers navy winter overcoat. me and my mom walked in the store, checked the price tag, and immediately turned around to walk out but then the salesclerk hurriedly informed us that it was actually 50% off. i guess brooks brothers has to keep discounts a secret until the very last possible second. but the half-off made the coat almost affordable and i decided that for a brooks brothers coat, i could justify going over budget by $75.
i do NOT feel comfortable in it yet, though. it's a screwing poor people coat. i'm not a rich tool, so it makes me feel like an impostor.
the lovely spicy smell of moroccan beef tagine with apricots and currents is wafting through the kitchen. it smells amazing and i can't wait to try it, but i won't be making it for myself any time soon. no matter how ethical and grass-fed the cows are, it just skeeves me ou to be handling bloody chunks of dead animal. i want to go get a vegetarian crockpot cookbook so i can figure out how to re-create these amazing flavors without the cow carcass part.
i babysat my little cousins last night. they're not really "little" anymore, they're 9 and 12, so they've crossed the line from child to really really small and immature adult. by that i mean they know what's up and i don't have to talk down to them, but they're nevertheless still planted firmly in the kid world. eleanor, the 9 yr old, especially was all about playing tag and having staring contests. after one such contest:
her: "it's a good thing we're not playing kids vs. grownups. we have no grownups!"
me: "hey! i'm graduated and i have a job, thank you very much"
her: "oh, so you're a pretend grownup."
she wasn't trying to be funny or ironic in any way, just stating what to her is the obvious truth. i'm a pretend grownup. fair enough.
anyway it was fun and made me excited about being a big sister. i have to call next week about starting the training for that.
i'm also excited about moving to a house in virginia this summer, and i keep perusing the craigslist ads to get an idea of what we can afford and where. maryland is a pretty cool place, but it's not my hood, and i'll be glad to get back on my side of the potomac. even better if we can swing a place within walking distance of the blue or orange line. of course, houses in mclean/tysons corner are far away from any metro, but they're also right next to my work, and DAMN they're cheap. we're talking like $600 a month per bedroom. i could save so much money with that kind of rent! but we'll have to see what lesley and/or other roommates think about that. i think lesley has her heart set on living within stumbling distance of public transportation.
i'm still fat. oh well. my own damn fault for not working out enough.