I swear all I ever want to do is talk about Gone Girl. I’m 77% through it and I CANNOT DO anything else but read the blasted thang. Talk about a screen clicker.
Get it? Instead of a page turner? Because I’m reading it on an e-reader? And I click the screen? Instead of turn the page?
Yeah my husband started gnawing through his veins too.
Speaking of e-reader, UGH. I’ve been spending roughly 295352342 hours on Etsy looking for a cute Kindle case and I feel like everything is hideous. Bulky, insane designs or just plain wrong. So I’ll get bored with that and move on to refrigerator magnets and then it’s game over. Like, an entire week will pass.
But I’ve narrowed down which magnets I want! Maybe.
Have you started your Christmas shopping and/or wish list yet? Did that just make you throw up in your mouth a little? Me too.
Except for the magnets.
Oh! While I have you, I made Crock Pot Chicken Stock (said like the AFLAAAC commercial) that you should peep.
AND. Tomorrow will be fun. You’ve been warned.
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