Web Time Wasters

American readers! How was your Thanksgiving? We hosted our very first feast with my in-laws and it was lovely and surprisingly easy (mostly because everyone brought something). The rest of the weekend was that perfect combination of Doing Productive Stuff and Doing Nothing. It’s so hard to find that balance!

Links for you!

If you’re doing your holiday shopping online, check out shops that are participating in the Good Karma Sale! You get 25% off your purchase and 10% of the proceeds go to charity!

Did you know that when the Ermahgerd meme went viral in 2012, the internet thought it was me? Like, I had a huge traffic spike from Reddit and strangers asking me for interviews? Sadly, I’m not the nerdy girl holding those Goosebump books (though it totally looks like me and I did/do read voraciously). The ‘real’ Ermahgerd girl has been discovered and this is her story.

Yummmmmmm. Super decadent polenta.

Are you trying to stop checking your phone before bed? Maybe this will help.

I think this dress would be a great addition to any minimalist wardrobe. Layerable! Works across seasons!

Here’s the Adele’s first interview in three years. It is, of course, awesome.
She talks about doing the Globes and how drunk they, “the Hollywood lot,” got and then when she was coming offstage she reached for someone’s hand and it turned out to be “George-F*cking-Clooney’s.” She talks about making the video for Hello and Xavier asking her to cry, so she made them play Labrinth’s Jealous. “The minute that piano starts I’m like,” she breaks into a fake wail. “Snot going everywhere. I can’t cope with that song. You could play it at my kid’s birthday and I’d burst into tears.”

A painful truth: nobody cares how hard you work.

This is so sweet! A barber goes the extra mile to conquer an Autistic boy’s fear of haircuts.

One of my Big Life Dreams (that I don’t intend to pursue because it seems time-consuming and expensive) is to convert an old barn into a house. I’ll just live vicariously through this home tour.

Great advice. 30 simple ways to take care of yourself over the holidays.

Ooooh! Allspice persimmon and cranberry mug-cake!  And pumpkin pie in a mug!

Cute booties.

Ahhhhh! If you’ve ever considered botox, read this first (and then watch the funny (?) gifs that accompany it).

When we’re open with our struggles, we make it easier for other people to be open with theirs. 15 celebrities who revealed their mental illnesses.

Yes. Put your life in flight mode.
If you don’t need to answer work emails at the weekend, don’t check them. (Use a separate address for non-work messages, or set up a Gmail filter so you see only those you want to see.) Use a different device if you can, too: using work technology at home, it’s been shown, makes it harder to detach. And for God’s sake turn off social media notifications on your phone, thus eliminating the nagging anticipation that one might arrive. There’s plenty in life you can’t control. Don’t leave your mind at the mercy of the things you can.

Ahem. How to cure your chronic lateness.

Such a pretty way to upgrade your picture frames!

And a few Yes & Yes posts you might have missed: How to deal when people disappoint you, 11 super fun ways to celebrate your birthday, What to do when someone says something offensive.

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ERMAHGERD! The Ermahgerd girl. I have loved that picture so much since the moment I saw it. The thing I don’t like about the article, though, is this paragraph right at the beginning:

“It was a picture of Goldenberger when she was much younger, around 11 years old, wearing unfortunate pigtails, an ugly vest, and a grotesque expression: eyes wide, eyebrows pitched sharply skyward, chin drawn inward, mouth agape, and retainer-clad teeth bared like a hissing harpy or cat.”

I don’t see that at all, and I think that description is kind of mean-spirited. I see one of those moments of pure, overwhelming childhood glee that we so rarely get as adults. Like, I’m jealous when I look at that picture. I wish I could geek out so hard over something I love, like when little kids get so overwhelmingly happy-excited about something that they freak out and burst into tears. I WANT that.

I’m kind of sad to learn that it was actually more of a staged picture. I always hoped she was still out in the world somewhere radiating Kimmy Schmidt-esque enthusiasm.


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