Hump Day Distractions

Seriously good question of the day.

So I'm rollin in a little late with the distractions today, but I'm going to blame it on my all-consuming anticipation of tonight's So You Think You Can Dance performance finale. Dr. H and I are SYTYCD junkies and I just cannot WAIT to see who is going to be crowned "America's Favorite Dancer" (#ThisIsNotAPaidAdvertisement) To get ya through the day, over the hump and straight on to the holiday weekend, here are some delightful distractions from around the web!

* An answer to the tattoo critique "but who knows how it will look when you get old and wrinkly!?"

* If this amazing overnight experience includes free meatballs, I just might have to fly to Australia for it! (via CupofJo)

* Cute, tasty and kid friendly "breakfast sushi".

* Can a normal human wear things like THIS because I kinda want to...

* So freaking creative and cool.

* If it's possible to be turned on by built in bookshelves, I'd have to say THESE are doing the trick. Mmmm.

* That moment when an excellent office prank may have gone too far...

* I like this list.

* This game of flip cup is on a whole other level. #NailingIt

Hump Day Distractions

You guys, have I got some goodies for you!! It's like the internet's cup runneth over with delightful distractions this past week and each day my collection of links just grew and grew. And some of them are pretty damn awesome, starting with that Geico commercial courtesy of Sis. I mean that camel!? (whoot whoot!) So without further adieu... hump away.

* Millard Fillmore or Alec Baldwin? Harder to tell than you'd think! (via CupofJo)

* Super late to the game on this one, but in you also are in the dark: Alanis thought there was quite a bit that Uncle Joey oughta know.

* Some people are so creative it blows ma mind (su-shi what I mean HERE, full recipe HERE).

* Fact: I will never be brave (stupid?) enough to do THIS job.

* For my fellow anchor lovers... I think we need.
* Oh Boys, quit playing games with my (cuddly panda loving) heart.

* Discovering a 1,200 year old city buried 30 feet under the Mediterranean Sea.

* Grilled Cheeseburger Wraps by Skinny Mom. Yes please.

* DON'T LET ME DOWWWWWN!

* 3 easy, polished updos (and 1 more HERE).

* I want to go to there (plus, how great is the word "yurt"!?)

* Who knew that cutting things in half would be so beautiful (more here).

* I'm a Jawbone Up girl, but the Fitbit is pretty popular too.

* Tiny tattoos that will make you think "mmmaaaybe I could pull that off" (does #16 look familiar!?)

* That's a lot of food Ron.

* I miss my inflatable furniture (said no one, ever).

* And lastly, THESE teachers are my heroes. 

Who loves you?! I'm off to Boston and Cape Cod for some college friend fabulousness, Fenway fun and a wedding by the sea, so get ready for some. F.I.T.S.. to take you into the weekend. See on next week friends!

My Imaginary Tattoo

Amazing what you can do with a pen & boredom

Lately I've been fixated on the idea of getting a tattoo. I can't explain where exactly the burning desire has come from, but suddenly I'm Pinterest-hunting designs and doodling on myself with a uniball pen, all the while knowing in the back of my mind that this is a permanent decision which I'm highly unlikely to actually go through with. The tattoo I'm never actually getting is an anchor. I'd put it on my left wrist, tiny enough to easily cover with a watch or bracelet. It's meaningful as a daily reminder to stay "anchored" and strong and also because it evokes happy thoughts of summers spent in the sunshine on my family's boat. As you can see, I've given this imaginary tattoo a lot of thought. 

Do you ever get an impulse to do something you know you're not really brave enough to do? Have you researched skydiving despite a fear of heights or planned for a haircut, but never actually let the scissors chop off those inches? When thinking through the idea of a tattoo, I find myself unable to deal with how permanent it is, yet there's something awesome about the imaginary plan. It's like "other meri" is playing what if? and I'm just enjoying the hypothetical. Maybe that's ok, kinda what our imaginations are for, to enjoy being the "other" version of ourselves that isn't attainable in reality... or maybe it's time for me to go get a tattoo...