Today I’m tired. It’s been building. This morning I woke up and I looked at my clock and I could not, for the life of me, make my eyes work. I blinked and blinked. Granted, I wasn’t wearing glasses so that may have been part of the problem right there. I could see numbers, but couldn’t tell what they were. I said, “It’s six-something, six-something” over and over to myself. When it was seven-something, I got up.
I’m fine and mid-to-high functioning right now. Coherent sentences, joshing mechanism intact. But it was touch and go for awhile there.
I have an iced VIA, that helps. I have my a.w.e.s.o.m.e VIA mug. For those of you in the area, you can’t stumble into a local Starbucks without seeing a large display of the mug I am talking about, the VIA mug. For those of you that live elsewhere, let me describe it’s awesomeness. I suppose you’ve seen Back to the Future. Remember when Doc has the containers of plutonium (huh. I don’t know how to spell that) and they come in like vacuum-sealed vials and go “swoosh” when he opens them and takes out a vial? The VIA mug sort of hearkens to that. It’s a normal travel mug, red and stainless steel, but built in all around it are slots for packets of VIA, accessable from the bottom. There is no “swoosh” noise when you remove a VIA packet, which is a bummer, but even Starbucks mugs aren’t perfect. It’s still good for making iced coffee, I’ve found. Because it has a fill-line to the right amount of water, and I just stick one ice cube in, cream, and go.
I don’t drink a lot of iced coffee, just to clarify, but so far this summer it is much better for walking to the train than my usual hot coffee. For obvious reasons (heat).
So all this is to say that I am coming down from my spectacular Fourth of July extravaganza, which included but was not limited to: balsamic glazed salmon, hot air balloons, a new flowery shirt from Old Navy, coffee, vanilla mint sparkle lipgloss, flying kites, a superball that can bounce 75 feet in the air (no joke)(seriously, no joke), various smoking things to light on fire, sparklers, many kinds of weather, four delicious breakfasts over the course of three mornings (really), multiple wardrobe changes, a series of spectacular discounts at Starbucks, cheese dip, fireworks, a probably-haunted walk through the forest, two days of barbecue, scary hornets, unfortunate allergies, lots of good-looking friends and family, ears of corn, peanut butter cookies, two trips to Target, and last and greatest of all Mom’s Extremely Delicious One-Of-A-Kind Italian Ice. You heard me. Mom made Italian Ice.
So I am hoping to convey that I am not totally unjustified in having a building sort of tiredness. The leftovers are helping with that, as is the aforementioned iced coffee.
Guys my vanilla mint sparkle lip gloss (actually it is called Golden Mint, but it tastes and looks like vanilla mint) is so good. Ingredients, as listed: Healthy Lip Complex, Peppermint Oil. Healthy Lip Complex! My favorite! Although I guess that’s not the ingredients, that’s just what it says on the front. The actual ingredients I’m not going to attempt given that a) I can’t even spell plutonium and b) I have already made one too-long list in this entry. Just know there’s a lot of plutonium in it.
My friend Amber (of High School fame) is coming to visit me this weekend! I am so excited. What I’m saying is if you thought I was going to take it easy and catch up on sleep someday soon, you have another think coming. Although Amber and I probably won’t do anything but make cheese dip and sit around quoting Gilmore Girls, our two favorite activities. She is coming in for a Librarian Conference of Sorts Located in Chicago, which lends more credibility to the trip besides just coming to my house to eat cheese dip.
Although that would also be totally valid. I think I’m going to take a brain nap. That’s when I go ahead and read fashion blogs for awhile. It’s the best.
I think your mug looks more like the fake shaving cream container that Newman uses to steal those dinosaur fetuses in Jurassic Park. But that’s just me.
I love how you wrote a.w.e.s.o.m.e. I’m going to try that some time.