The Weekly Walk With Me

I've managed to survive the first few weeks of my own personal new year.  With some interesting twists.  And ups.  And downs.  But aside from the possibility of World War III and the fear that the majority of the country has turned into the cast of Winter's Bone, I'm feeling OK about it.

4 Twists, 5 Ups, 2 Downs

1. My news embargo officially ended  on Feb. 9.  I did of course cheat a little.  There were some headlines and outfits that just could not be ignored.  BTW, this is old news, but I wouldn't have gone with a robin's egg shoe in January.  I get that pastels are in for winter this year, but I think an oxblood shoe and glove with that blue dress could've been everything.
When I did finally delve into the real stories, I  had a meltdown reminiscent of Karen Walker on the 'I Second That Emotion' episode of Will and Grace.  The lesson?  Keep the wall up, choose Us Weekly over The Washington Post.  Always.  Oh--and hit every dive Mexican and/or Cuban restaurant while you still can.

2. Learning my mother likes Bob Dylan.

3. And hearing her use the word butch.

4. And thinking I saw a Liberator in her closet until I realized it was something from a medical supply store.

5. But now my Mom knows what a Liberator is.

6. This article that made my heart happy:
Launch Pad

7. Ryan Adams tickets.

8. Mikki Blanco tickets.

9. Deerhunter tickets.

10. This Bed Stu bootie purchase:

11. I learned that corneal abrasion is a thing.  A painful thing actually.  I also learned what it's like to have an eyelid flipped inside out. And everything that irrigating an eye entails. I do not recommend. It's just something I can't quite get behind.