the "i'm not sick anymore" post

HOORAY!!!!!!!!!

After a week of literally taking five hour naps and watching way too many chick flicks, now I can finally do important things, like buying a black sequin pencil skirt for five dollars (five dollars!!!), seeing Harry Potter for the third time in theatres, taking a spontaneous bike ride with my bestie...and having a Freaks & Geeks marathon and blogging, like I am doing now (and let me tell me, this is very important).  Life is wonderful!  

P.S. I'd take Jason Segel over James Franco any day.

today i am thankful for...lazy days

Today I woke up feeling less than spectacular, so what followed was the laziest of days--it was precisely what I needed.

Today I...

• tumbled...then tumbled some more
• snuggled up with a blanket and read Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
• watched Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban...for the second time this weekend (I've watched movies 1-4)
• listened to Sufjan and did a little studying
• compiled a Harry Potter playlist consisting of the third movie soundtrack, Hedwig's Theme, Harry & the Potters, and random songs/artists that have words such as "magic," "ghost," or "owls" in them (my favorite is when I connect songs such as "I Sing I Swim" by Seabear to HP...  'I Sing I Swim'...MERPEOPLE!  Obviously.  And "Keep the Car Running" by Arcade Fire?  Harry and Ron have to keep the flying Ford Angela running to get to Hogwarts when the platform isn't working. DUH.)

And that's it.  How wonderful is that?

today i am thankful for...naps

What would life be like without naps?  Not as lovely as it is with them, that's for sure.

today i am thankful for...cough drops

 ...because my allergies are making an unwanted appearance and having a scratchy throat is no fun. 

howdy

My throat still feels like I possibly have swallowed spears in my sleep once again, but my mom made me tea and suggested I eat spoonfuls of honey and sugar to soothe it, which I couldn't possibly turn down. If nothing, I will be too hyped up on sugar to care about my state.

In other news, I have a confession, although those who have caught me reading The Cowboy Encyclopedia (an extensive collection of cowboy vocabulary--I can't find it anywhere on the web) in the library before school already have connected the dots and even encourage my infatuation with western-esque birthday gifts. :)

I have this obscure dream about being a cowboy, but actually a sort of annoying hipster cowboy that would probably be beaten up with a lasso, because I'd eat vegetarian chili (mmm) and cactus fruit and wear flowy sundresses that I sewed myself with cowboy boots and cowboy hat. I'd bake pies (I love baking pies) and cornbread and ride a horse obviously! Also, make an infinite supply of trail mix at least once a month.


I realize I am being ridiculous, but this is what goes on in my head at times, especially when I am stuck in the library an hour before school or home sick with spoonfuls of honey and sugar.

picture via A Cup of Jo

three taps up, two across...

Okay, so this isn't the entrance to Diagon Alley, but mere Muggle bricks found at SanTan Village yesterday with my Grandma Mimi. (Humor me; I can hardly wait until June 15th's Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince...EEEEE! Uh no...that was not a girlish squeal...)

Unfortunately I was feeling rather sickly, so we opted to see The Proposal--which was cute--I think I've developed a little something for Ryan Reynolds, which is completely random. We need a visual here.

Weird, because I don't usually gravitate towards blondes. Can't resist his boyish charm I suppose! Also, he reminds me a bit of George Peppard in Breakfast at Tiffany's. Who knows.

We also stopped into Forever 21 and I found the BEST dress. More about that later!

Excuse my rambling and hardcore explanation points. I've been sick the past few days and am just starting to feel a bit better due to my extensive sleeping and water-drinking, so this excites me, because I have a trip coming up that I certainly need to be in tip-top shape for!

chapped lips, runny nose, scratchy throat: Symptoms of Christmas?

It hadn't struck me until tonight when I made myself some tea to ease the wrath of my allergies, that endless days of inhaling hot tea and wrapping myself in blankets to warm my desert skin that rejects any sort of cold, that these are the things that define my entrance into the holiday season. Call me an optimist, but this is oddly comforting.

Drink in Nutcracker Sweet Black Tea (who knew! I have always been a strict green tea drinker, but this stuff smells like those warm magic cookie bars my grandma makes)--and the holiday spirit.