Who Decides Who's Crazy

Striped shirt: Forever 21, remixed * Red suede skirt: thrifted * Wool military vest: Banana Republic, thrifted, remixed * Oxfords: Kmart, remixed * Wood ring: gift from bestie, remixed

Keepin' it short and sweet this morning, y'all (oh no! Too much time in Texas!). It's Thursday, which is awesome. I get to see Joe tomorrow, which is awesome. I still have leftovers from yesterday's pumpkin corn chowder, which is awesome (but taking pictures? Total fail. Sorry guys. I do promise to try to document this stuff, since you seem to be interested. I'm used to thinking about taking pictures of outfit stuff, but I don't usually have my camera in the kitchen, so I keep forgetting!).

Yesterday I had a bit of an overwhelmed breakdown. Money has been really tight, and work is really busy, and the extra job I have on the side has been stressing the crap out of me, and I kind of just had a mini freak-out. It was all brought on by the damn chowder, too. I was in the store looking for canned pumpkin. Remember my excitement that the great pumpkin shortage was over? Well, it's not, and there wasn't a damn can of pumpkin in the whole store. This led to me cursing excessively (don't worry, I was on the phone with a friend, so I wasn't just yelling expletives at grocery store staff) and questioning the decisions I'd made about dinner, my career, and my very existence. It was big. My friend managed to talk me down, insisted that there was probably fresh pie pumpkins somewhere in the store, and looked up how to cook them fresh (sad that I don't know how to cook a damn pumpkin. Stupid canned food generation). It all turned out fine, and the chowder was probably ten times better with fresh pumpkin than it would have been with canned. It was still kind of a rough trip to the store, though, and made me realize how much I need to center my thoughts and organize my life. Delicious seasonal gourds shouldn't push me over the edge.

Title song: Smashing Pumpkins, "Luna"