2. Calendars - Since January I've been making custom calendars and I can't stop. I love crafting and for some reason making these for people has been so fun and relaxing. I just made one for my sister that starts in March and goes until next February, so let me know if you want me to make you one. Just pick out 12 sheets of specialty paper at Michael's and I'll do the rest!
4. Dance Academy (Season 2) - I'm putting this again because I'm on Season 2 which is TOTALLY different, right?! RIGHT?! I have a problem. But if loving Australian teen dramas is wrong then I don't want to be right. As I plow my way through the second season again, I am reminded of just how annoying Tara is (seriously, she is a horrible protagonist and not likeable at all), how Grace is literally the worst human being to exist, and how we never actually see Ethan dance. Have you noticed that? He plays piano FAH DAYS, but never dances. Star of third year, my ass. I'm not ready for the emotions that come with the end of this season, but I'm excited to watch season 3. I've never seen it! Wow, I'm annoying.
5. Avocado Toast - Uuuuuuugh, yea, yea, yea, you can say it. You told me so. I have had this for lunch for 3 straight days now and there's only one person to blame.
6. Angela - I could say this every week, every day, every hour. You see, Angela (my ukulele) is pretty much my soulmate. I don't want this to get weird but let's just say I've been...working on some things with the help of professionals for close to 6 months now (whoa). One of the very first behavioral exercises I was told to do was to find a "tangible object" to take the place of a certain psychological security blanket that I've been holding on to for close to 4 years. This security blanket, while seemingly friendly, was destroying me. Literally killing me from the inside out. No bueno. So to replace it, I needed to find something that brought me joy and comfort even in the darkest of times. I remember sitting in my bedroom in NYC, stressing over this assignment (only me...), debating on whether I wanted to use the fawn necklace Robyn had sent me, or a ring Catie had passed down to me, or a picture of me with my family. While I was thinking about it, I mindlessly picked up my uke and started strumming and singing. I got caught up in the song and before I knew it I was belting "On the Radio" by Regina Spektor and crying my eyes out with joy (normal). I was so happy in that moment of catharsis that everything else slipped away, and I realized that Angela was my object. Now, whenever I get wrapped up in a sadness burrito, she is the first thing I grab. No matter how I'm feeling or how far back I have slid or how triggering a day is, she always makes me feel better and reminds me of what is important. I can't wait to play her for everyone tomorrow at the Rose Ball!!