My main focus—MAIN FOCUS—is to Not. Bump. The. Ring.
Besides planning the world’s most epic wedding (don’t worry; this won’t become a wedding-planning blog. Not entirely) the only thing I’m focused on is not bumping this ring for the THOUSANDATH time. How is it NOT BROKEN? HOW?
Batman had to fix my vintage 90’s mood ring, like a *billion* times because that sucker kept flying off every time I told a story or had an animated conversation. I’m Italian. I talk with my hands. I’m also a heavy level of uncoordinated, so I walk into things. A lot. And though I love my mood ring dearly, it was only fifty cents. If Batman can’t fix it for the gazillionth time—okay. Whatever. I’ll fashion it into a necklace. But the one on my left hand? Na-uh. Can’t break that one.
But I keep hearing it hit the steering wheel. My desk at work. My keyboard at work. The LITERAL wall. I’m seriously surprised I haven’t nicked it yet. Ladies—how do you get around this? Or am I just going to get used to the extra weight? It’s not like I’m rocking the Hope Diamond over here, so I’m sure I’ll adjust…I’m just worried about my Italian gestures in the meantime. 😊
Let’s see…what else…
Oh! I’ve finally watched You, that Netflix show everyone is talking about and I must say: I’m interested. It’s kind of weird, and you’re not really sure what you’re feeling most of the time, but it’s not too bad. I’d check it out. We also rented Split recently (James McAvoy, multiple personality movie) and it also did not disappoint. I mainly watched it in preparation for Mr. Glass, which is hopefully our next cinematic adventure. *cough, Batman, cough*
So that’s my life: trying not to destroy Batman’s gesture that I’ve waited almost a decade for…and watching things with weird ass men who murder and like to fuck with women.
*love is in the air*
P.S. What’s going on with you? How is 2019 treating you so far?