better call saul

better call saulWatching: Better Call Saul

Sweet lord, is this show good. I wasn’t sure about it at first. We actually kind of held off on watching it, just recording it on our DVR and letting it sit for a while.

Yes, the people who make it are amazingly talented. But a spin-off show is kind of a scary beast—especially when it’s a spin-off of something as epically awesome as Breaking Bad. If you haven’t watched it yet, it won’t disappoint. The storytelling and the way it’s shot are just so. damn. good.

Wearing: Hanes sweatshirt

My husband is really happy about this, as one might imagine. I stumbled upon these purely by accident when I was on the prowl for the cheapest sweatshirt I could find around Halloween. Samantha desperately wanted me to dress up to take the girls trick or treating so I compromised with her and decided to DIY a ghost sweatshirt. Little did I know I would still be wandering my house at night wearing it come March. I’ve gone back and bought it in two more colors and am so pissed I haven’t been able to find it in my size in a color they call “mermaid heather.”

Drinking: A shit ton of water

If you follow me on Instagram, you might have seen that I’m doing a 21-day cleanse. It’s nothing hardcore and I plan to do a blog post in more detail about it within the next couple of weeks, but one of the major things it has taught me is that I wasn’t drinking nearly enough water. I had a feeling that was true but I didn’t realize just how little it was until I started tracking it. One day dinnertime rolled around (dinnertime for us is at about 8 o’clock) and I had only drank 12 ounces all day. All day! I now carry a mason jar with 24 oz of water in it around with me all the time and it has made a huge difference.

Eating: Vanilla coconut cashew butter.

I’m not exactly sure who I think I am, but the other day I up and decided I was going to make myself some cleanse-friendly cashew butter. Delicious does not even begin to describe this stuff. I’ve been spreading it on apples every day since. I’m also pretty sure that if I mess with the recipe enough, I can get this stuff to taste like cookie dough. It makes my gluten-free heart so happy. Would you guys be interested in the recipe? Let me know and I’ll do a post on it!

I Was Told There'd Be CakeReading: I Was Told There’d Be Cake by Sloane Crosley

I’ve been wanting to read more essays lately because I want to write more of them. I like to file this under the “research” category, which makes me feel very official and way less guilty when I steal some time away from something else I should be doing to get lost in a book. This one is good (although not as good as I had hoped) and at times laugh out loud funny. Crosley (a Westchester girl, hollerrrrr) has been compared to David Sedaris (who I love) and I’m interested in reading her other book of essays because I only see her writing getting better.

Listening to: Mortified

OMG. This combines two of my favorite things: podcasts and nostalgia—plus a big fat dose of awkward (which I’m kind of an expert on). It’s a self-described “storytelling series where adults share the embarrassing things they created as kids—diaries, letters, lyrics & beyond—in front of total strangers. If you’re looking for a laugh or need a little bright point in your day, this is it. They’re nice and short and not at all kid friendly.

Dreaming of: Going outside without socks.

‘Nough said.

Written by Jennifer Garry
Jen is a freelance writer and girl mom from New York. When she's not knee-deep in glittery crafts and girl talk, you can probably find her sprawled across her couch in the middle of a Netflix marathon with dark chocolate smeared on her face. The struggle is real.