a popcorn confession

Flipping through my new Food Network magazine last night (the pretty pictures in this magazine do inspire a special trip to the grocery store for more than veggie burgers and apples every once in awhile, I promise) and I found these new treats called Halfpops. Friends, even those of you who know me very well, might not know I have a sort of thing with popcorn. Love it, live for it, can't have enough of it. Discovering kettle corn at the street festivals when we lived in Hoboken, NJ was one of those light shines down from heaven on me in the middle of the street and all activity stops type situation. It was monumental. My sister and I save parts of the popcorn called "softies"...in a mug...while we're eating our bowl of popcorn...and then we sort of "drink" the mug after. (Maybe this is why I keep my obsession with the popcorn under lock and key? I can't eat it like a normal person.) Anyway, in addition to my love of softies, I've recently discovered my love for the half popped pieces at the very bottom of the bowl! The crunch! The extra salt! The absolute deliciousness! So can you imagine my happiness when I opened my magazine last night and saw these treats?? Another monumental popcorn moment. How many does one life deserve, really?

ps: Yes, I do realize this is the most I've written about anything in a long time. The fact that it's a paragraph about popcorn does not escape me.

sweet laughter on pinterest

Just a few funnies I've found on the Pinterest lately that have left me chuckling at my computer screen. Who's with me on the lower left lava one? I have a permanent scar on my left leg to prove my incessant participation in this game as a child. One fall! One fall into the burning lava is all it took to leave me forever burned, folks. It's a scary pretend world out there, I tell you.

fall boots year

Things I'm wondering this morning*: When did boots get to be so extraordinarily and definitively and more big words out of my price range? I've been rocking the same boots for four years now and they are just a tad past their prime. Just a tad. It's definitely time for a fresh look, but these prices make me want to attempt wearing slippers everyday this winter instead.**

*Promise I think about deeper things than, oh, shoes and boots and lovely things most mornings when I wake up.

**Oops, I wear slippers throughout most days anyway. Secret is out.

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want it. probably need it.

Just maybe I sent an email to Cute Husband this weekend with only the words "just sayin." and a link to this ring. Do you think that was too subtle?

i love to read: a midwife's confession

So, I read this book on Sunday. Yeah...just Sunday. Sat myself down after church and instead of working all day (which, really, goodness gracious, I should have been doing), I read. Like, all of it it. It was good - captivating story, interesting characters that I grew to actually like (not love, but like) and it did that jumping around from character-to-character each chapter thing that keeps me interested sometimes. So, overall, a good way to spend the first day of Sunday football if you ask me. Right? Anyone?

beautiful light

Oh my goodness gracious almighty, y'all, that's a light. Like a hang a few of them perfectly over my wooden dining room table kind of light. Go on, Artecnica, go on with your awesome self.

cinema: the help

If you haven't, do. It's spectacular. Really, really. Tears rolling down my cheeks and laughing hard the next minute spectacular. Which maybe makes me sound crazy, but, really, I was just doing that because it was a great movie. Promise it to be.

stunning by ziio

Sweet Melissa from Melissa Loves (no, really, you guys, she's just as awesome and nice and sweet in person as she is in this blog - truly, truly) pinned these bracelets by ziio on Pinterest last week and I seriously can't get them out of my mind. Aren't the stunners? Just absolutely how-on-earth-can-this-be-real-and-can-I-just-sit-and-talk-to-the-person-who-created-this-for-maybe-five-minutes-or-something-please kind of amazing. Right?

itty bitty vases

These happy little vases make me want to speak in a baby voice and make up cute names for things. Aren't they just the sweetest little happies you've ever seen??