I've come to cherish my evenings. I've always been a morning person, but this time of year the evenings are my favorite. I sit in the chair in my front room, watching the Christmas lights and trees in my neighborhood turn on one by one through the window. Then I have a cup or two of hot chocolate and curl up with Jane Austen--my latest in a string of rereads--to let myself relax. Leslie Odom Jr.'s Christmas album plays on my laptop.

And it's calm.

And it's quiet.

It feels like an indulgence, and I get to do it almost every evening. 


A Crossword & A Compliment

This morning on the metro, I was listening to a podcast and doing the crossword puzzle in the newspaper.

A woman about my age sat down next to me halfway through my ride. I nudged myself closer to window and gave a quick smile before turning back to the paper. We rode in silence for about 10 minutes until we approached her stop.

She stood to leave, put on her gloves and then turned to me, and said, gesturing at the crossword, "You're killing that, by the way."

I smiled.



8 Things

1. On Sunday morning, I set off the smoke alarm in my house with a tiny, two-wick candle.

2. I've taken to listening to the memory palace on my morning commute. I've only discovered it recently, so I've got a lot of podcasts to catch up on. Each episode is about 10 minutes and it makes the perfect start to my day. This episode is my favorite so far - it made me tear up.

3. I have the best luck when it comes to the book sale section of my local library, which has turned out to be a bad thing because my bookshelf is completely full at present.

4. I accidentally bought waterproof mascara and my eyes are sore from trying to scrub it off every night.

5. There is no happiness quite like eating a bowl of Cap'n Crunch Berries in bed.

6. Does anyone else have weeks that just don't work? By Thursday morning, all I could think was let's just toss this one in. I'll try again on Monday.

7. I've felt like I was in a bit of a music rut for a month or so, and it's finally broken. Hallelujah for new albums from The Killers, Niall Horan, and Darius Rucker.

8. Florida State football is force feeding me so much humble pie. It's beyond upsetting.

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Saint Crispin's Day

"And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember'd."


Years that Ask Questions

“There are years that ask questions and years that answer.”
Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God


Roman Holiday

Few films make me as happy as Roman Holiday.

I love everything about it.

I love Audrey Hepburn. She's perfection.

I love Gregory Peck; I'm convinced he's the most handsome man who has ever lived.

I love the Mouth of Truth and the ride on a Vespa.

I love Keats and Shelley.

I love when Anya lays in bed and looks up at the corners of the room.

I love when she smashes the guitar.

I love when Joe drops her off, and how he waits at the end of the press conference.

Everything. I love the whole thing.


Life Lately 9.8.17

In the past two weeks, I've consumed an excessive amount of pasta.
I finally finished the third season of Broadchurch and I sobbed in every episode.
One night last week, I had a stress dream. I woke up with my heart racing and it wouldn't slow down. So I got up and made a bowl of grits in the middle of the night.
My co-worker's daughter made me Rice Krispie Treats and I almost cried it was so kind.
I'm reading To Kill a Mockingbird out loud with my roommate and it makes me really happy.
I've recently stumbled on The New Basement Tapes and I'm obsessed.
Also, my roommate made me a playlist for my birthday and it's brilliant.
I'm officially caught up on The History of the Great War podcast and it's one of my favorite things.
I'm about two loads behind on laundry.
There are crickets in my basement again, and I'm not happy about it.
I wore hot pink lipstick for the first time.
This article on being ordinary really resonated with me.
And this article made me delete several apps on my phone immediately.
I've successfully stopped myself from purchasing this notebook 3 times, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to hold out for a fourth time. It's my two favorite things: pink and the Rolling Stones.
I'm so so glad that it's the weekend.