Friday Flotsam

Frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrriedeaydayeiiy!

We’re going to play a little game today.

(you’re already nervous. and i get it.)

We’re each going to share something completely disgusting that we either used to love or still currently love. Mine firmly falls in the “used to” category, however, could possibly be swayed with an adequate rumble of stomach aggression.

Vienna sausage.

HAHAHAHAH! I’m dead serious! I used to love Vienna sausage. And I have zero idea why. I’m thinking maybe the particular wanna-be cursive font on the little tin? The word Vienna? It all felt extremely fancy in my college brain. (read: college WALLET.)

I mean, what’s not to love about pale, bloated, sheep testicle-wrapped pig parts floating in tepid pond water? Hurl.

*To anyone friends with me during my Vienna sausage phase, you may be entitled to compensation.*

Okay, your turn. Tell me something barf worthy that you were super into. Or that you still are!

Don’t leave me alone in this.

Can we talk about mirrors outside?

Or, mirrors in gardens?

Mirrors on back patios?

I was scrolling Instagram the other day and this gorgeous image of a garden popped up with a quick caption that read something like, “put a mirror in your garden for good feng shui” but the photo somehow disappeared quickly and I couldn’t come back to it to study it more. So I googled “mirror in garden” and so many links popped up about it being horrible feng shui, so now I’m severely confused.

Is this a good thing? An evil thing? Someone explain! (knowing full well I’ll probably put one out there anyway.)

I’m thinking more along the lines of my back patio, right above the sofa, below the windows, and below the canopy. How pretty would that be! Reflecting the raised beds and outdoor table back to me. I just think it would be beautiful. And duh, of course I won’t buy something that would rot in the rain. I’m thinking an antique metal frame or something. Faux wood? We’ll see.

But before I thrift this, tell me for sure if I’m inviting ancient victorian ghosts or not to hang out on my patio and in my life?

Maybe I could share some Vienna sausage with them?

Okay, someone fill me on the Karen Read trial. Where do we stand? What exactly happened? Do I need to invest from the beginning? Tell me everything!

Do you think she likes Vienna sausage?

I have 15 pages left of November 9, so I’ll absolutely report back when I finish here in a little bit! That TWIST. omg.

Weekend plans?

It’s supposed to rain most of today, which works for me because we’re in our early-summer-closet-purging era. Got the kids’ rooms done yesterday, and it’s onto mine this morning. Then it’s off to the thrift store in a bit! (to look for haunted mirrors and trucker hats for the pool. natch.)

If the rain clears up, we’re all about some kickball tonight in the park with a bunch of friends. A sleepover to follow, some playhouse power washing tomorrow, intense weeding, Big Slick downtown (I’m only staying to see Paul Rudd in person, then we’re out.), and maybe a stroll through the PV art fair on Sunday. I’m already tired just typing this out.

From this week::: Rigatoni with Sausage, Arugula and Lemon. And peas! Can’t forget the peas. I have a little video on it, too. Make it this weekend!

Wait, do you like Vienna sausage, too?