tuesday 10: cure for the blues.

Okay friends, here's whats up:

I'm having a HORRIBLE day at work. I mean horrible. I've only been here for a few hours and already I want to throw in the towel. Mornings here are the hardest because the tourists are out in full force, demanding their extra bags, and screaming at me in languages unknown. But today, add 90 degree temps and sidewalks hot enough to fry an egg, to say nothing of the soles of your shoes.
So, instead of bitching, I'm going to compile a list. Because list making calms me down.
Down girl... down.

Here's your hosts...

Lena @ Mom2MemphisandRuby

and

Jade @ ConstantChatter

And onto my 10 Favorite Possessions...

Linda Blair in the original Exorcist (1973).

Oh wait... that's not what you meant? Rats!
Ha. I kid, I kid!

Seriously, I'm not that big on material things, but there are a few things in my life that I can't live without... though that's hard to admit! I'm not going to include my critters, because they're not possessions... they're family. I'm hard pressed to think of 10!

{the iPhone}

Congratulations Steve Jobs. I live with my iPhone (named Paisley) attached to my body. It's sort of pathetic. I feel strange withdrawal symptoms anytime I'm away from her. When I turn her off for an hour, I always rush to see if anything has happened in my absence. Kinda pathetic, I know.

{the AC}

my baby

This sweet new addition to our family came yesterday. When it was 9,000 degrees, and I was sweating just thinking about getting up to stick my head in the freezer. B and I gave in and bought it (and it's little brother that lives in our bedroom) at Lowes and put it in immediately upon return home. We sweat buckets putting them together. And then I laid on the couch and dreamed of igloos and Eskimos. Amazing.

{Blankets}

I know this seems counter intuitive given the above item, however...

I love blankets. I love to pile them, I love to be under them. Blankets are love.

{Rings}
I love my wedding set.
My engagement ring is a heart shaped diamond center stone that my grandmother used to wear as a pendant as long as I can remember.

My wedding band is just a half eternity band.

I'll show you all a picture after I clean it. It's really really really dirty.

{Popcorn popper}

I feel a little weird writing about my popcorn popper right after my wedding rings, but I really do love it. 

{My Bunny}

not my Bunny... but I have many similar.

I had my bunny blanket from the second I was born. I took it with me to college. That's how serious this is. I haven't brought it with me to New York from my parents house yet, because until now, we weren't living somewhere permanent enough, and I didn't want to lose it. This, my dears, was the most important thing in my life for a very very very long time. They don't make these anymore. In fact, this one I found as "Vintage 1979 Bunny" on google. It's being sold for $182.99. I wish I was joking. I want to own all of these and have them for my children when they come along.

And since when is 1979 Vintage?! I'll cut someone.

{Hair Straightener}

I think this one speaks for itself, no?

{Laptop}

A Mac that I got for $500 while working for the blue devil. Its the single best thing I've ever bought. I love it. It loves me. Sometimes it overheats and turns itself off. Don't worry, Laptop... I forgive you.

{The Jetta}

So having a car isn't a big deal for most people, but owning a car - that I don't have payments on - in NYC is sort of ridiculous. It's a pain in the ass to park - you get real good real fast at parallel parking - but it also means you can get away at the drop of a hat. Key to freedom. I love my car. This is what it looks like...

this is not my car.
mine is the same, but dirty.

hmmm, last but not least...

{tea}

While this is not a singular thing, I'm 100% sure that I can't live without tea. Iced with absolutely nothing in it - not sweetened or too strong. Hot with cream and honey.
I love you, tea. 

And that, my dears, is that.

I feel a bit better, but mostly I just want to go home and snuggle next to my new air conditioner.