HI!! Remember me? Jess, the girl with the shopping/wine addiction and sometimes posts recipes but not that much anymore and is kind of dramatic but also doesn’t like to use punctuation but instead just keeps writing words and making really long sentences that don’t really make sense? Yes?
Ok good. Anyways, I missed you guys! Seriously. I decided to take a nice little break from blogging this weekend, which was nice, but I had no one to tell my not-that-exciting stories to… well Mac listened, but he usually falls asleep when I talk, and Brandon nodded a lot, but I don’t think he cares that much about the fact that my lip gloss perfectly matched my sweater on Thanksgiving. No, I mean, like PER-FECT-LY. And if that’s not something to get excited about, well, then… I don’t know. Sigh. See? I need you guys.
So other than the fact that I dyed my hair this weekend and am now just a few shades darker and slightly redder, not that much excitement has been going on in my neck of the woods. I don’t have any fancy Thanksgiving leftover recipes and I definitely don’t have any exciting new purchases to tell you about. I somehow refrained from Black Friday AND Cyber Monday this year, which in itself is a Christmas miracle. I actually think the most exciting part of my weekend was that I discovered Starbucks’ Gingerbread Lattes. Um, how has no one ever told me about these? Here I was, ordering boring caramel lattes all this time, but then along comes Gingerbread and blows my freaking mind. Oh, and you know what ELSE I discovered at Starbucks?? This.
I don’t know what goes on in that hipster Starbucks music lab, but I like it. I’m usually not one to start listening to Christmas music this early, but I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you this was on repeat on my Spotify all day yesterday. I may have also popped in the She & Him Christmas album once or twice too… but you know how I feel about Zooey.
Speaking of Christmas, we decided not to put up our big fat beautiful faux tree this year. Not just because it takes up like… half our living room, but the thought of hauling it out of our garage to adorn it with glittery balls and lights, only to strip it down 30 days later and shove it behind the tractor is just not that appealing to me this year. Perhaps that’s a little Scroogey, but fear not, I’ve convinced Brandon to buy a smaller, slightly less-involved REAL tree this year. I may have told him he’d find me standing in a Hoss’ parking lot two weeks from now, staring at fresh-cut Douglass Firs and whimpering… He’s a good man.
Lastly, can I just tell you something truly amazing that occurred yesterday? (Spoiler alert: I’m going to.) I had to return a curling iron to Target because it smelled funny (yeah, I know, it’s weird, but a girl can’t have her hair smelling like burnt popcorn) and after a successful return, I found myself wandering around the black hole that is Target. Fifteen minutes later, I was sauntering out the door towards my car with- get this…. NOTHING. Yes. That’s right. I went to Target and I left with nothing. In fact, since I returned something, I technically left with more money than what I went in with. Did that just blow your mind? I sort of wanted to dance around the parking lot, throwing up my arms and singing, a la Sound of Music, but instead I just tweeted about it. Pretty much the same, yes?
ATTENTION!! I left Target today without buying anything!!!!!!!!!!!! Ok, Carry on.—
Stealthy Jess (@StealthyJess) November 26, 2012
Lastly for real- it’s approximately one month until my 30th birthday. I’m thinking of starting a game called “how many times can I get carded at the liquor store before December 26th” in an ridiculous attempt to raise my spirits. (Pigtails are clearly cheating.) Having said that, I should probably start going to some new stores…
Please feel free to share something random in the comments section so I don’t feel like a complete ADD hot mess.