Watching: The Walking Dead. Thank goodness they listened to the fans. If you watched the first couple of seasons of The Walking Dead, you were probably bored out of your skull because each hour-long episode was 50 minutes of absolutely nothing followed by five minutes of something that would make next week’s episode look interesting. It was a vicious cycle. Fortunately, this season has been jam-packed with zombies, and we’re finally starting to see some of the characters break down under the really strenuous circumstances of an apocalypse. Even though it’s pretty graphic, I’ve developed a real love of the special effects make-up. It’s incredible.
Reading: Letters on letters on letters. Snail Mail My Email was reprised for one week only last week, and we sent so many emails! As an organizer, I was in charge of getting letters from the mail email account to the lovely volunteers. It’s such a pleasure to be involved in a project with people who genuinely care about things like writing letters. The world can be a pretty fantastic place sometimes.
If you have some time on your hands, flip through the gallery of letters on the Snail Mail My Email website. Maybe it will inspire you to send some of your own mail. Need a pen pal? I’m available.
Thinking about: Being thankful. I’m so lucky to have found Brian because he is just a perfect counterpart to me. His level-headed attitude grounds me so much, but I think we play off each other nicely. (Or, at least I hope he doesn’t spend his day complaining to his coworkers about me!) He’s everything I could have hoped for in a husband. He’s the kind of person I’m excited to see every day, and that’s a nice feeling.
It’s hard to mention thankfulness without mentioning what a great family I have. Even though I sometimes have conversations with my mom that end with one of us hanging up on the other one, I wouldn’t trade her for the world. Unless, of course, there’s some way she could force me back to Catholic school? I would trade her in an instant if that was possible. I’m thankful that she lets me be my own person, understands that being raised Catholic excludes me from being Catholic, and loves Brian like he’s always been part of our family.
Loving: This three-day work week. There is nothing better than the Thanksgiving holiday because it comes juuuust at the point when I’m ready to punch some people. It will be nice to sequester myself from the outside world for a couple days. Do you ever feel like that?
I’m also looking forward to eating everything on Thanksgiving. Just… everything. There isn’t much I won’t eat (which, I know, doesn’t surprise any of you), but holy cow… Thanksgiving is my favorite. If everyone in the world ate as much good food as I do on Thanksgiving, we’d all be a lot happier all the time. No war! No sadness! Just mashed potatoes as far as the eye can see!
Listening to: Imagine Dragons. I recently discovered them via my lovely friend Fran’s Spotify listening habits, and I have listened to “Cha-Ching” at least ten times today. Yes, I’m one of those people that listens to songs over and over and over again. I love music, and it makes me happy find things interesting enough to make me listen again and again. I think I read somewhere that we really love a song up until the moment that our brains figure out all the different pieces and sounds it contains. Is that an actual fact left over from my days as a musician, or something I completely made up? I’ll let you decide.
Making me happy: Last weekend, I had to drop everything to take Brian a piece of military uniform (his shoes, above) before a concert, and I was driving kind of fast. I needed to get there, ok? I wasn’t completely paying attention, and I was pulled over. The police officer was very nice, and I was very nervous. He asked me where I was headed in such a hurry, and I explained the predicament with Brian’s shoes. He’s in a military band, he’s playing a concert for Veteran’s Day, he’s my husband, here’s my insurance, I’m very sorry, yes, he’s in the military, we switched insurance so I only have that four page print out from the internet, sir, yes, he’s in the military.. And he just told me to slow down! And he thanked Brian for his service! And I DIDN’T GET A TICKET BECAUSE THAT WAS MY LUCKY DAY AND DAMN IT, I SHOULD HAVE MADE A JOKE ABOUT DONUTS.
Happiness is having a police officer pull you over for speeding and ending the interaction with him thanking your husband.