Making: Working on a couple of knitted things for Christmas presents.
Cooking: I don’t know what the deal is, but I’m making a lot of buttered toast lately. And peanut-sesame noodles.
Drinking: Lots of coffee, as per usual, but also iced tea. (The Passion Tango Tea Lemonade from Starbucks is also quite nice, as is the pomme baya flavor of La Croix.)
Reading: I picked up Fleming Rutledge’s The Crucifixion after a couple of months’ hiatus, and I just started Notes From the Tilt-A Whirl by N.D. Wilson and A Swiftly Tilting Planet in Madeleine L’Engle’s Time Quintet. Recently finished Edward Lee’s new book Buttermilk Graffiti, which, since it’s about immigration and foodways, feels timely.
Wanting: All those immigrant kids to be reunited with their parents.
Looking: At jeans (at the moment, I don’t actually own any, surprisingly).
Playing: I got introduced to a game called Jokers and Marbles recently and it is pretty excellent.
Deciding: Whether or not to keep YouTube TV after the World Cup is over or if I should just get an antenna instead.
Wishing: That my lighting were better in my living room.
Enjoying: Air conditioning; being nearly halfway done with the summer reading program at work
Waiting: For the weekend (woot woot) and the Families Belong Together rally on Saturday.
Liking: This video of Hugh Jackman and a bunch of other theater people in a workshop for The Greatest Showman, which I still haven’t seen, but am nonetheless enjoying the music to. You’ve probably all seen it, but it’s still great.
Wondering: Whether or not folks are going to show up for my program at work tomorrow…
Loving: This 2013 essay by NPR’s Linda Holmes about creativity and making stuff.
Pondering: Taking a serious social media break. I took Twitter and Facebook off of my phone; I left Instagram on there because I run our account at work and you can’t desktop post to it yet.
Considering: Finishing a couple of projects (see also: my last Thursday 13).
Buying: Alllll of the fruit that’s in season right now.
Watching: Ugly Delicious on Netflix (it is really great, albeit hunger-inducing). Parts Unknown, in honor of the late great Tony Bourdain. The World Cup. Carrying on in my trip through the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
Hoping: That it’s not too hot on Saturday during the rally…
Marveling: At the sheer absurdity of this idea and the complete earnestness that birthed it.
Needing: To get up from my couch and go fold and hang my laundry.
Questioning: My own inability to adult properly (but that’s everyone, right?)
Smelling: I need to wash my hair…
Wearing: Blue chinos, black sandals, and a coral-pink shirt. Hair back.
Admiring: The cloud produced by dropping an anvil on about 15 cans of spray paint. (Where does one even get an anvil, anyway?) (It will probably also come as no surprise to many of you that those three gentlemen are youth workers at their churches.)
Giggling: At this fantastic review of Pacific Rim Uprising.
Snacking: Fruit, and chips and salsa.
Hearing: The trains that pass through my neighborhood at 2 in the morning.