When does one become too old for Easter baskets? This year, the Easter bunny left me a Neti Pot in my basket under the white tree at my parents' house. Consider two hints taken: 1) my allergic reaction to seasonal changes is unattractive and distracting 2) gone are the days of cute purses, jewelry or household items being gifted on Easter for this 25 year old.
UPDATE: Although I am averse to the feeling of getting water up my nose - this natural remedy for congestion works like a dream. Thanks Easter bunny!
First and foremost, anything that I can wear that has the word "cocktail" associated with it is already a winner in my book. Plus I die for big statement rings.... like these Ariella Collection gems:
Today's topic: My Top 5 favorite bands/artists currently. I won't commit to "all-time" favorites because, well, I'm just sort of a commitment-phob in the music department. You never know what artist is going to redefine the industry (in a good way) next...
1. The Black Keys
2. Red Hot Chili Peppers
3. Michael Jackson
4. Spoon (the namesake of this blog is inspired by a Spoon song)
5. The White Stripes (super sad about this)
I know, no women on here, except Meg White, whom I have dressed up as for Halloween. No one knew who I was (Meg nor Monica) because apparently Meg White isn't as popular as I thought, and hiding my red hair under a black wig proved to be a great incognito trick. Halloween 2008 fail.
Writing the first post on my first blog has been a little more nerve-wracking than I expected. So without further delay for something witty to pop in to my head, I'm going to write about how I broke my Lenten promise. Before you judge.... Look at these amazing shoes:
I went a full five weeks with no online shopping. Then I saw a tweet from the sales-from-heaven retail hub @ShopItToMe... 78% off Sergio Rossi right in time for wedding season?? Yes please.
Next year, I think I'll add something positive to my life instead of taking something innately good (but bad for my bank account) away.