Tonight Hilary sent me the following poem:
Just missing you
Only all the time
But it’s cool
In my living room
I wasn’t going to write a blog post today, but after that, it’s kind of like I have to, you know?
Let’s start this baby off with my grandmother, who told me that she wants to jump out of an airplane for her 80th birthday, “And not just because George Bush Senior did on his 85th.”
I don’t have commentary on this, I just want you to think about it for a minute.
Or however long you need.
Next up in this manic thriller of a post–
Nick Hornby is writing about the World Cup for ESPN! And I’m reading it! I’m reading it all. I’m also reading This is Where I Leave You which is the second book I’ve checked out in two months where the cover has compared the author to Nick Hornby and it’s like, oh please.
There’s only one man on earth who can make me read World Cup recaps aloud over dinner, chuckling noisily, and that man is Nicholas Hornelby.
PS: Have you seen the cast for This is Where I Leave You? It’s loaded and Feyed and I love a loaded, Feyed cast.
All right. A few more items of business before you can return to watching the cancelled episodes of I Wanna Marry Harry on Hulu.
1. A friend just got me a LIBRARY due date card phone case. It’s spectacular.
2. I tried chocolate chicken today and it is most definitely not spectacular.
Other not spectacular things in my life right now:
- My pasta salad scented lunch bag which ruins all edible items within three miles
- The fact that I won’t throw away my pasta salad scented lunch bag because I like the logo
- Adult acne
Other spectacular things in my life right now:
- My $5 knockoff Karen Walker sunglasses
- Gourmet pickles
- The Sound of Music Sing-A-Long at the Hollywood Bowl!!!!
I’m thinking of starting a countdown to the Sing-A-Long on the side of the blog to really prep myself for the experience.
(As if I haven’t been prepping for this moment my whole life.)
Maybe the countdown will have little fun phrases like “Just 42 more days, you crazy will-’o-the-wisp!” or “Climb every mountain because you’re finding your dream in 12 days!” or “I have confidence that spring will come again in 21 days!” or something.
Or maybe it won’t.
Or maybe this is the best idea I’ve ever had.
And finally, before I log off and fall into the deep sleep of a full-time employee, today is Mindy Kaling’s birthday.
Last year for her birthday, Wendy’s sent Mindy’s staff free food. Mindy Instagrammed her spoils and said, “Your move McDonald’s” and then MCDONALD’S SENT HER FREE FOOD TOO.
This is so many levels of dreams for me.
Then today Mindy’s staff took her on a surprise helicopter ride to the Grand Canyon where they all had a lovely breakfast at the bottom of one of the wonders of the world.
Mindy Kaling. You’re a freaking birthday goddess.
PS: 87 days 18 hours and 49 minutes, you flibbertigibbets!!!