This blog is kind of a journal for me. You know how some weeks you write in your journal everyday, twice a day, even. Then there are the week (months, too!) where you are just too tired or don't really have anything that needs to be said? Yeah, that's this blog. I love this thing - clunkin' along and taking whatever I give. It's kind of like an aloe plant.. you can basically forget about it for a good long while and by the time you remember that you own it, it might be lookin' a little wilted, but it's still alive. Thank God blogs aren't like the house plant that I had to chuck last week. That thing was a pansy. You need watering three times a week? TOUGHEN UP!
Plant talk aside, I'm always blogging in my head and then when I sit down to actually "real life" bog, I can't remember what I wanted to say. I talk to myself (in my head -- unless we're at Target, then all bets are off) a whole lot, so those self talks sometimes dissolve the personal need to get what I'm thinking or feeling out in post form. Does that make sense? Am I rambling? *shrugs*
I was reading my friend Kara's blog and came across her series (that, I believe, was inspired by Danielle's posts) called Currently and it gave me the inspiration that I needed. Something fresh! So, I too will do these types of posts here and there as a way to share the little things that go on in the House of Violet.
Reading: How To Sew a Button by Erin Bried
Watching: We just finished watching Arrested Development on Netflix. So funny! I felt that the last episode was kind of a cop-out, but non-committal closure is a good thing. I wish they could have made more seasons! We're excited for The Walking Dead to start back up in a few weeks. And New Girl. And as always, I'm loving Grey's.
Listening to: The Lumineers. And Go Sailor.
Thinking about: My asthma and how tight my chest has felt the past few days. I'm constantly telling myself that it's just asthma and not tumors and that I'm fine. It's a constant back-and-forth in my head. It has been a few years since I've had a scan - maybe I should write my doctor and see if he wants me to come in just in case. Not that they'd be able to do anything... you haev to have at least one lung to live. It's only asthma, Stephanie. *deep breath*
Looking forward to: Okay, I am simultaneously dreading and looking forward to Dustin's Seattle business weekend. I can make whatever I want to eat for dinner and don't have to worry about what anyone else likes. I can also watch movies all night and not have to share the TV with the xBox. I can leave messes out. Score! BUT, I also will have to be "the man" of the house in case of spiders or scary nosies or strangers at the door (thank heaven for our weapon owning neighbors who are home 24/7 in case of creeps!). I will also have no "heat meat" (warm husband toes) in bed at night and will have to be up early to give Roman the morning milk that Bubby usually does. The only kisses I'll get will be those that I swindle and bribe my selectively affectionate child for. I'll have to build my own fires (Duraflames will have to do!) and turn my own heating pad on before I get in to bed, but I WILL be able to spread out all that I want. I guess I can grab my own butt for a few days and whisper sweet nothings into my own ear. So sad! I miss my man already. God, I love him (and he's so handsome!).
Making me happy: Pintrest. I just discovered the joys of "pinning" in bed on my iPad. Duh. that took me long enough! Nothing like good ol' Pintrest to get the wheels turning on what we want to do with our lovely home! A few months and we will be able to look at buying it! SQUEE!