If only, Lady Grantham.
...when people start talking about Les Mis, I tune it out. I'm not a fan. The idea of sitting through a musical for 2 hours and 38 minutes...well, that won't be happening.
...I seem to be going through a "watch phase". Scott got me this rose-gold one for my birthday. I'm in love with it. Also, I could kill a small animal by throwing this watch at it. #multifunctional
...that this birthday card from Angi made my Friday afternoon. I'd had a rough week at school. I'm so grateful that many blog friends have become real friends.
...that I've had to completely switch around how I put in and take out the contact in my left eye. Ever since I cut the tip of my left index finger back in November, the nerve endings have been deadened. It's not sensitive enough to know its way around my eye anymore. I now use my middle finger to put my left contact in and help take it out (with the aid of my thumb). How weird is that?
...that I made Scott watch the Miss America pageant with me and we played a lovely little game of "Who's hot and why?". (We play this game often. We're so dysfunctional.) For the record, Miss Maryland was his favorite. Yaaaaaaay.
Finally, I confess that I teared up a bit during Jennifer Lawrence's Best Actress acceptance speech last night.
Happy Monday.
