Friday Flotsam

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I forgot about popping my fingers!

I realized last night on the couch while I was reading that I think I completely forgot about finger popping. I had a weird urge to pop my fingers and show Will about said finger popping and I was like, “Wait, when was the last time I did this?!” I was a massive finger popper growing up, and everyone was like, “You’ll get arthritis by the time you’re 18 and your fingers will shrivel up like an evil witch in a cartoon and your knuckles will be the size of Montana!”

But of course I never stopped popping. I love popping my fingers.

But I think I forgot all about it until last night! Maybe, perhaps just maybe, I pop them and I don’t even realize? I’d never betray my knuckles on purpose, I’ll tell you that much.

Were you a finger popper? Do you still pop to this day? Do your fingers look like you should be holding an apple in front of a doe-eyed Salon Selectives princess?

Me either, HA.

(. . .yet.)

You know what always makes me laugh?

Think about this: Mary Poppins arrives at the Banks’ home. She brilliantly perplexes Mr. Banks right off the bat. She lands the job on her terms. She rides up the bannister on her butt. She meets the children. She surveys the nursery and her living quarters, “Well it’s not Buckingham Palace. . . still it’s clean.”

And THEN, she puts on an apron to “tidy up” the nursery. When all she does is snap at this and snap at that, hold a bird on her index fingy, sing a little diddy and it’s all magically done. Fantastic.

Okay but why the apron? Girl, all you did was snap. If all I had to do was snap snap snap in each room every day, I think I’d forgo the apron. Let the apron be, Mary.

I think even Jane and Michael were confused about the apron. They just stared at her the entire time like what is this homegirl UP to. I get it, kids. The apron is confusing.

I need friends.

Okay, I’m on a lip liner journey and we need to discuss.

I’m sure you guys follow Emily Schuman. Well, she had a simple make-up reel the other day and she was using lip liner and I was like HOLD UP. I need to get on this lip liner wagon.

But.

I bought some yesterday and my friend Mindy came over to see and she goes, “You look insane.”

SAFASDFAHAHAHAHAH. Not what I expected. I think I’m doing it wrong! Tell me, does the liner go OUTSIDE of the lip (I’m kidding. maybe.) or does it go ON the lip? (still sort of kidding but absolutely not.) Thing is, I bought a liner to match my lipgloss. Is that part wrong?? Mindy thinks it needs to match my natural lip color. But I have very little color in my lips so I feel like that would look sickly. Emily says to over line the top lip just a tad, but I tried it and I looked like a Snapchat filter meets a drunk Lucille Ball.

Tell me, oh lip liner gurus, what is the proper to line ze lips?

Be gentle.

My momosphere did a poll in our group text the other day, so I’m bringing it here to gather more input. You’re our focus group. Ready?

Name your favorite shampoo and conditioner DUO.

(Do you buy the same brand for both shampoo and condish? We need to know what’s working for you. And how often do you change it up? I know this is a lot. Sorry and thank you.)

Weekend plans?

It’s beautifully low-key over here! Snow today. A fire and meatball subs tonight. Finishing Before We Were Innocent. (like, WHERE IS WILLA?) Catching up on some winter home maintenance before the full shift to spring happens. Girl Scout cookie booth, Sunday evening soccer game and a sleepover on Sunday night because our kids are never ever EVER in school. Le sigh.

From this week! Creamy Cajun Sausage with Linguine. Completely delicious and ludicrously simple. Make it this weekend, you won’t regret it. And the video! (I had a post for yesterday, but after Wednesday’s shooting, I didn’t feel like it. Needed a good day to process and reset.)

Okay: lip liner and haircare! SPILLETH.