And now it is August. Seriously.
I blame the rapidness of summer to a recent surgery I had on my hand to remove a cyst. As far as surgeries go, it was pretty low risk but the recovery took much longer than I expected and I ended up elevating for a whole week and was forbidden from getting my stitches wet for an additional week.
So instead of swimming (water scares me anyway), I spent my July...
Mad Men on Netflix.
Can we discuss?
Peggy? Don? Megan? Lane?! Pete and Alexis Bledel (in real life and in the show)?!
While this show skews my moral compass, I am obsessed.
Season 6 isn't available yet so no one spill.
Now that I am done, I have started Call the Midewife. It's semi-terrifying, but I love Nurse Lee and Chummy, so I think I'm hooked.
Did you know it is a book?
Obsessively listening to One Republic's new album Native.
Constantly on repeat. Counting Stars is my jam.
Trying to give Midnight in Austenland another try.
Placed on my couldn't-finish bookshelf earlier this year, I decided to give it another go.
Not as good as the first, but I still liked it in an embarrassed-that-I-like-this kind of way.
P.S. Austenland is coming to theaters this month.
Glad he got the right one. :)