Friday Flotsam

Frrrrrrrrrrrrrrrsamflot!

Do you guys want to know what kind of mini stroke my brain had this week? I’m almost embarrassed to tell you.

Almost.

I was skimming some early-bird Christmas list on some site, read the word “wristlet” and was like, what? Wristlet? What is that? You mean bracelet? Then the photo a few lines below showed the “wristlet” and you guys it is a purse. Hahahahha! A tiny purse that dangles from your wrist. That is what a wristlet is. And of course it feels like I already know this, yet not at all. I kind of feel like I should have been at the meeting when they landed on this name.

WRISTLET? It sounds like piglet. And not in a good way.

In the ’90s we all wore anklets. But like, friendship bracelets on our ankles. Yes some wore little gold chains around their ankles, but if you leaned slightly grunge like your girl here, it was thread. Definitely a friendship anklet.

Not sure what the little purse should be called, but wristlet just ain’t it.

Wristlet. Hahahahahah!

Wait, you’re adding it to your Christmas list, aren’t you?

Hey, question for you!

I need a new little book lamp that clamps onto my book. I swear, the moment the sun starts to even remotely decide it’s time to call it, I need a lamp on it. DIRECTLY on the pages. And I read a lot in the early mornings and obviously need it then. This is the one I have, and while it’s given me great use through the years, I’d like one that’s a little slicker. More slick? More slicker? Le chic.

What do you use? I’ll add it to my Christmas list! Right next to wristlet.

Also while I have you, if you’re persnickety about pens like I am, these are my absolute favorites. Great grip, fine point, beautiful colors, and inexpensive.

Okay show me your lamp. “I love lamp.” (<–name that movie.)

I think we can all agree that the worst pain in the world ins’t actually childbirth. I’ll tell you what it is.

It’s when the eye lash curler pinches your eye lid the wrong way OMGGGGGGGG. Horrific! It’s the kind of pain that sends little currents all over your body and makes your arms tingle. Your legs weaken. Your toes scream. Your hair itch. Why is it so bad?! What nerve in the eyelid is so pissed off that it connects to every other part of your body and gives you the middle finger? We need someone to explain this. Who here is a scientist?! You have the mic.

Weekend plans?! Besides googling wristlet?

We don’t have much and it’s fantastic. The kids are home today for parent-teacher conferences, so I’m going to make them help me go through a few things in the basement for the big Girl Scouts bazaar tomorrow. I’ll show a flyer in my Stories, if you live nearby! Also need to thrift Will’s costume. He’s going to be Man Trampled by Two Cows. I see your head tilt. Natalie and her bestie are cows. And he’s going to be trampled by them. We’ll get it figured out, okay! Soccer on Sunday afternoon and that’s all she wrote. I’ll finish The Last to Vanish (I’m intrigued!) and we’ll also finish The Residence. (I think she did it but I just can’t prove it.)

From this week:::: oh, you guys are loving this One-Pan Creamy Gnocchi with Beef and Tomatoes and it makes me so happy. Here’s that how-to video! I also posted a little estate sale reel if you have interest in how to style some lil’ treasures.

Okay, this weekend – tell me everything. (Also send book lamp links!)