Good morning, good morning! It is very rainy here in the nation’s capitol, and we’re squeezing up every ounce of fall-ness the weekend has to offer. Last night I got to see a college friend who was back in town for one night only, and the night before that I watched the USA Men’s National Soccer Team beat Panama; if you’re keeping score at home, yes, I do think the Women’s National Team is way more badass than the men’s team – these are the facts, people.
I got a surprise day off on Monday, so I’m going to relish it for all it’s worth. Maybe I’ll bake some cookies, maybe I’ll bake some bread – speaking of bread, I’ve also created my very own little sourdough starter. I’ll let you know in a week if I can make it work!
Here’s what I’m reading this weekend:
From your cheerful neighborhood girl (me): A first-person account of the recent Yosemite rockfall.
What’s up with the essential oil fad? Is it just a fad? I’m so perplexed by it, guys.
Sorry for all the seriousness today, but: 52 environmental rules on the way out under Trump.
I’m saving for a Casper mattress, which I’ve heard great things about.
Really psyched to dig into this new Netflix doc Ice Guardians about hockey “enforcers” – players who start the fights on the ice, often as a result of an obscure “code,” as a girl raised on hockey, this will be really interesting to parse out.
Yo, if nobody invites me to their cookbook club, I may just start my own.
Here’s a guide to exactly where the leaves are going to change (I don’t usually believe in guides like this – I can just feel it in my veins).
Man Repeller as always droppin’ some serious knowledge: When Did Work Stress Become Sexy?
I’m off to enjoy this rainy Sunday and hopefully the rainy Monday to follow. It’ll be a hectic week, and I’m not too sure about my 5-year plan this weekend, but I believe if you set goals, you’ll figure out a way to achieve them – at least, that’s what I keep telling myself.