I have mad envy for Mike’s Kindle. It was an awesome present to him from his parents for Christmas, and if I wasn’t a fool, I would have gotten one too. I thought I wouldn’t care for one, as I like the experence of having an actual book in hand rather than reading things online. I was so wrong. On the plus side, my initial comment that I would probably never use a Kindle means that I got all of my awesome other presents, including a super warm coat that I desperately needed, AND get to use Mike’s awesome magic book whenever he isn’t using it. Since he’s shifty with the free downloads (or, more honestly, internet theft), I can read random books that I never would have actually spent money on. So far this year, I have read: 1) Gunn’s Golden Rules: Life’s Little Lessons for Making it Work, an etiquette book by Tim Gunn of Project Runway fame, 2) Are You There, Vodka? It’s Me, Chelsea by Chelsea Handler, 3.)The Santaland Diaries by David Sedaris (a super short little story, and I’ve read it before, but STILL), 4.) roughly 75% of I Drink For a Reason by David Cross (a.k.a. Tobias from Arrested Development), 5) about half of A Memoir According to Kathy Griffin, and 6) a very small portion of I Am America (And So Can You!) by Steven Colbert before I decided I wasn’t feeling it. I’m doing well for quantity, now I just need to work on content. Apparently this has been my month of mainly gossipy or snarky but funny memoirs. I also read The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery, which I read in standard paperback form as I had purchased it before the magic of the Kindle was shown to me.
I don’t have a plan for what I’ll read after finishing up the Kathy Griffin & David Cross books. I am truly enjoying this time of turning off the TV or putting down the angry birds game to do significantly more reading than usual. I’d like to read more books that are similar to the Muriel Barbery book; something with a bit more weight than a catty memoir, but perhaps just a tiny bit less philosophical than this one. There were definitely a few things that went over my head, and sometimes the narrators had an almost smug condescension and pretentious delivery that was a bit off-putting. It really picked up once I got past that, and I’m not going to say much more in case any of you read it, but I’m very glad that I continued reading. It was, by far, the best of the books I’ve read this year (although I suppose that’s not saying much, based on my list). If anyone would like to borrow it, let me know.
Mike & I haven’t registered yet, but I’ve been looking online and trying to figure what to put on the list. It’s overwhelming. I know there are lists out there to suggest what to register for, and I’ll use those, but it’s still overwhelming. I think the fact that we still live in an apartment is greatly complicating matters. It’s hard to plan for our married household when we don’t have a house, and don’t know how long it will be before we’re living in a house. I hate the idea of registering for things that may end up being stored for years, but I also don’t want to move into a house down the road and find that there are so many things that we’re missing.
And even once I decide what items to register for, I’m not sure what store to use for which items. We’re planning on going through Target and Crate & Barrel, so there will be a couple of options for people to choose from. I honestly have no clue what to ask for from which store. I think Mike & I will just have to spend a day meandering. I am relieved that he does actually want to be a part of the registration process. However, he could care less about dishes or bedding or decor or….well, pretty much all of the things that we’ll need to select. But all that said, this process of looking at things just brings out this unbelievable desire in me for material possessions. Even though our apartment is perfectly fine, and we have some things that I really love, looking through the websites just makes me want everything. Except china. I don’t see us ever actually using china. Dishes, yes. China, not so much.
Today, I started a completely spur of the moment and totally disorganized diet in which the rules are being made up as I go along. Trying on wedding gowns was one of the most self concious body times I’ve had in recent years. I regularly have those moments of ‘it’s so hard to put my jeans on, I don’t think they’ll even button’, and ‘oh, my God, my stomach has become an entity unto itself’. But wedding gown shopping? There’s nothing like a snug dress exposing your extra tummy weight, about a million mirrors to reflect all your most unflattering angles, and tall stick-figure girls next to you trying things on to make you briefly consider getting the most flowy dress you can find, except the fear that the pregnancy rumors would spread like wildfire. I don’t want to lose a ton of weight. I don’t think I need to lost a ton of weight. I’ve been pretty lucky, genes-wise, and haven’t gained nearly as much weight as I should have based on my poor eating habits and severe lack of exercise. However, all of my weight seems to have settled in one section: the mid-section. Although none of my body parts are awesome, I’m fine with most of them. My arms could use some pushups considering they’ll be one of the only visible parts on the wedding day. That’s fine. I can handle that. My tummy is going to be another thing altogether. And so….totally random diet and exercise! Hopefully! At least for a week or two till I give up! Because that’s what always happens! (I fear that I’ve given up already.)


One thought on “Envy

  1. A few notes: I do agree that China is completely unnecessary…I had a quasi-friend from Truman who actually wrote a blog post that she didn't know I knew about that included a snippet about how we did not register for china and that was just unbelievable…really…that's what she has to blog about??? Anywho, another thought about registering, I found that when we registered for things that were fun but not totally functional daily use stuff we definately got those things…a quesadilla maker is fun in theory however not so fun when the gigantic thing is taking up a whole cabinet shelf worth of space. Just my thoughts on that. And also this: I believe that wedding dress shops must keep stock skinny girls in the back somewhere to send out at the precise time you walk out to look at yourself in the mirrors of doom…

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