I have a confession to make.

I literally love trash TV.

My roommate and I spent about 3.5 hours this weekend watching a marathon of the Real Housewives of New Jersey and, apart from being absolutely hilariously dramatic, I always feel so thankful that I’m not living their lives after I watch it. I mean, I don’t have to worry about my “dumb a** brother and his witchy wife” ruining my daughter’s christening (I mean, I don’t even have a brother, let alone one stupid enough to marry a witch), and I certainly don’t ever have conversations that follow this pattern:

A: What did you just say to me?

B: I didn’t say anything!

A: You said we haven’t spoken in years!

B: But we haven’t spoken in years!

A: How can you say that? We were both at Ariana’s first birthday party!

B: Yeah, but you never spoke to me…

A: How can you say that!

B: Do you hear someone talking?

A: You will look at me when I speak to you!

B: B****!

Thank heavens.

This show actually kind of reminds me of another funny rich-person mockery I came across, called first-world problems. My favorite? “I don’t have enough chips for my dip, but if I open another bag, I won’t have enough dip for my chips.” Or maybe, “My graham cracker wouldn’t break along the perforation.” Going to Wheaton College, I realize how much of a bubble we live in here in the US. There are bigger problems. I just need to find a way I can tangibly help with them.

Andddd in other news, go buy a bracelet from Mesa Blue. Because a) they’re gorgeous and b) they come in pretty colors. Plus c) they sparkle. And who doesn’t love sparkle?

Happy Thursday!

PS: Grandma, if you read this, thank you so much for your sweet card! Expect a thank you note early next week :)

Here’s what I hate: awkward situations.

Here’s what I’m the queen of: awkward situations.

One of the more colorful sides to my internship this summer was the stereotypical “real life experience” the college administrators are always preaching: “Get an internship, gain valuable experience for the real world!” “Find out how a real workplace works with real life experience!” Another thing I really hate is corniness of any shape and size, so I was amused when this contrived nonsense turned out to be somewhat practical contrived nonsense. Meaning that I got a lot of hands-on experience dealing with awkward situations “in the real world.”

Example: Today I had to hand deliver 200 shirts to two floors in the building. The problem: I’m a summer intern. I don’t know anyone at the bank (besides my Dad). The awkwardness hit as soon as I walked out of the freight elevator with four huge boxes of shirts and a cart I absolutely couldn’t manuver. I had to walk up and down row upon row of cubicles, whispering (these floors are dead silent) people’s names and waiting for some kind soul to respond to my desperate cries for help. And, on top of that, I’m so tall that my head stuck way out from every cubicle…I’m sure a lot of people had a whole heckuva lot of fun watching the completely freaked out, awkward tall girl sneak around their office. Nice. Hello, real life experience.

In other news, these topographical maps from Crafterall are fantastic. I want one of Lake Michigan to grace the walls of my dorm this year. And, having had many a run in with an Exacto Knife, I can appreciate the extreme health risk (ha) and time she puts into these awesome projects. Love!