midweek snack 001
a scrollable weekly dose of my BS
I thought about, after ghosting everyone for two weeks, simply returning with a note that said in Thomas Jefferson’s voice (from Hamilton), “what did I miss?”
But, like most jokes in my life, I figured it probably wouldn’t land—especially given what I’d likely encounter online. I’d be met with folks who stumbled upon me in the algorithm, suggesting we subscribe to each other; the overly honest Substacker who writes “You missed nothing”; or the politically charged writer listing every horrendous thing happening in the world. So instead, I quietly shared my intention in a comment with Nina Piccini.
And honestly? Stepping away made me realize I didn’t miss much. Sure, I missed some content from many of my favorite writers—but it was there when I got back.
Because for the first time in a while, I had a quiet moment just for myself—sitting at my dining room table, typing this. In a silent house. No construction. No dogs barking (until my 90lb German Shepherd’s nemesis, the chihuahua, walks by). No kids saying “Mom” for no specific need other than to just say it a gazillion times. No spouse asking me questions about when morning band is, when I honestly do not know. Our kids’ band teacher is low-key incredible (he always keeps us in the know!!), I just had to mute the notifications because I’m an overstimulated baby.
Just silence. And when my world feels at peace, I feel at peace. When I feel at peace, my cognitive space opens and makes room for hobbies and creativity. Like we learned last week, sometimes in order to achieve that cognitive freedom, we have to release some cows.
What I’ve missed is updating you on some fun things in life that are giving me the most fabulous microdoses of joy. So, if anything, let’s start there.
Here are some recent purchases, bought with my own money, styled to inspire you and keep me from outfit indecision. Before anyone critiques the font size of this upcoming disclaimer or its placement in my newsletter, let’s just get this out of the way: there are affiliate links in this post.
THREE RECENT PURCHASES:
ASYMMETRICAL FRINGE TANK - Honestly, bury me in fringe. This one is coming with me on vacation. I sized up for a little room.
BATHING SUIT - It’s a Kermit-girl-summer and I hope you’ll consider joining me. Definitely worth trying on first because of the deep scoop back.
FLOWY PANTS - It’s official, I have these pants in three colors now. I just snagged them in the color: candlelight.
HOW I’M STYLING THEM:
A toxic trait of mine has been the singular board on Pinterest titled “Aesthetic,” which showcases outfits and looks I like. In my unhinged fashion, it now has 1.2k pins.
I’m here to report that I now have a second board called “Soul Soup.”
Here are some deep feeling things that caught my eye this week.
A pet peeve of mine is feeling like my time is being wasted. So here’s a little evidence that the past few weeks were, in fact, time very well spent.
Literally laughing out loud as my daughter took out her anger on my GPS. The b*tch in a box was giving me directions—because my ADHD is so bad I can’t get from my house to the post office without missing an exit—and she proceeded to sassily respond to every command. At one point, the GPS said, “Turn left.” And she shot back, “OKAY, SO WHAT? YOU DON’T KNOW EVERYTHING.” She can’t talk to me like that, so why not vent on the innocent voice assistant?
Watching BOOTS on Netflix. My Four-Shirted-Husband™ spent time at Parris Island, and I enjoyed watching and corroborating the show with his real-life experience. Needless to say, I would never survive boot camp.
Playing Buildzi with my kids. It’s literally ice cream for people whose brains love graphics, design, and aesthetically pleasing structures. Think: Tangible Tetris.
Some great finds are sitting in my shopping-cart purgatory as we speak. I can easily give in to peer pressure, so please don’t hesitate to tell me I absolutely “NEED” something. I will most likely oblige.
These beautifully green ballet flats. I love the color so much it hurts. A great poet once said, “It ain’t easy bein’ green.”
I think this is the year I finally get a pair of fisherman sandals… and actually wear the heck out of them. I did fish for the first time last year, so naturally I shall tell the Four-Shirted-Husband™ that these are the mandatory shoes for my new hobby.
I have no business getting yet another cute white lace dress to go with my hypothetical fisherman sandals… butttttt this one is ridiculously cute.
Last Week on Rambling In Style
That’s all. I’m back, a little unpredictable, extremely fringe-obsessed, and fully leaning into my Kermit-Girl Era. 💚
Until next time (!!!) — may your microdoses of joy be excellent, your pants flowy, and your GPS survive the wrath of tiny, tyrannical humans.
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Those green ballet flats are so you!! Love everything you share, always.
Well now I need these pants in every color