- Sharpie pens
I've been trying to write with a fine-tipped Sharpie for months now, thinking they were the Sharpie pens I'd heard rumblings of. My grandma set me straight: "That's just a Sharpie!" she admonished. Correctly. And now that I've found the actual Sharpie pens, I shall never - no, not ever - return to my old seeping-through-the-paper ways, nor to any of my equally shameful ballpointed or retractable ways of the past.
- Merona Brushed Lined Tights (no link available - sadface)
In this case, "brushed" means "fleece." Taking into account the fact that it is 13 degrees here in Northeast Ohio, you can imagine how well fleece-lined tights go over in my neck of the suburban woods. Which is to say that they go over smashingly. Never so smashingly that I pose as sexily as the leg model to the right, but smashingly nonetheless.
- Personalized stationery
You'll notice there are two links there, not just one, because that's how many sets of personalized stationery I've ordered from Etsy in the last month. I'm on a mission to send at least 200 snail mail letters to friends & family, so I'm always on the lookout for pretty paper. Because I am decidedly more vain than I ever realized, I now require that all my stationery be emblazoned with my moniker. OK, fine, not all. But... well, it does make me feel pretty swanky.
- My Assassin Necklace
This is a shameful, self-promotional plug, but it's also true. I've worn this necklace, of my own creation, for the past two weeks straight; I duplicated it to sell in my shop because I couldn't bear to part with the original. Making my own jewelry is cool because it means I don't wear jewelry that I think sucks. Actually, I shouldn't do that anyway...
- Archer Farms Sweet Cajun trail mix
I wish I knew how to quit you, Sweet Cajun trail mix. At $3 a bag, you are entirely too expensive, not too mention entirely too fattening. But somehow, your confusingly successful combination of butter toffee peanuts, spicy peanuts, toasted corn, honey sesame sticks, Cajun sesame sticks & almonds is one of the best things that's ever happened to my mouth. And I don't use that compliment lightly.
I like to keep it thrilling, can you tell? Last month, it was toothpaste & dress pants that feel like pajamas; this month, office supplies & snacks that involve candied peanuts. Hoooo-boy! Someone should make a movie of my fast-paced life, I know.