I think Wednesday should be an extra weekend day. You need a break midweek to recharge and catch up on New Girl and slide around the house in socks.
10 Things I Know to be True (#4): Soup is simply not a summertime food.
10 Things I Know to be True (#3): Sometimes contentment surprises you in the midst of seemingly dire circumstances. This is called joy, and it is beautiful.
Reblogged from Hey Christian Girl
10 Things I Know to be True (#2): Just because you love someone does not mean they are contractually obligated to ever love you back.
10 Things I Know to be True (#1):
The perfect pair of jeans is elusive. Particularly if you are only willing to spend 30 dollars on them.
Have you ever woken up in the middle of the night with an idea/lyric/joke/et cetera that you believed was so brilliant you had to write it down immediately so it wouldn’t be forgotten? And then you wake up later, look at what you wrote, and realize that you’re a moron?
I’m pretty sure it legitimately happened in an episode of Seinfeld. Which is why one night, when I woke up thinking I had thought of something brilliant, I wrote it down, halfway remembering that episode and knowing I would wake up later to idiocy, but also halfway believing it was actually brilliant and I would thank myself for gifting it to future me.
Lo and behold, the line of poetry that I thought could not wait at 4 in the morning:
“And maybe that beautiful song sits in bathwater”
Lame.
sang.
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And now, dear lady, I am not writing you a new command but one we have had from the beginning. I ask that we love one another. And this is love: that we walk in obedience to his commands. As you have heard from the beginning, his command is that you walk in love.
— 2 John 1:5-6
Every light was dim in the poorly monitored memory wing of the care center. An older woman with saggy leggings and the jowls of a basset hound wandered into my Grandad’s room before mumbling something to my dad and calling him a bitch. Once she shuffled back out the door, I wasn’t sure what I could say to ease the tension, so I went out to the wood-paneled vending machine in the lobby that time forgot and bought a bag of RedVines. My dad and I ate them together and marveled at the fact that they only cost seventy-five cents, because I didn’t know how to bring up the fact that if he ever died on me, I would kill him.
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I believe in the power of pop culture to prove shared humanity and in the infallible Truth that Love conquers all. Also, I really like egg and cheese sandwiches. home
