Packing and Beer Boots and Makeup, Oh My

Well, I’m all packed.

Sort of.

If it's on my bed and floor, does that count?

As you can see, the crisis has been averted.

We leave for vacation tomorrow. I'm so very excited to hang out with my husband and son, and spend some quality time with the rest of my sweet family. Quality time, of course, includes the long-awaited, battle of the sexes basketball match-up between my husband and R (my brother’s girlfriend), who is a total basketball pro. They have been smack-talking each other about this for nearly a year, ever since J bragged about how he took both of my brothers down in trampball last year. Which he totally did. (Trampball was the very safe and mature sport that we played, which combines the beauty and majesty of a big-ass trampoline with the simple poetry of basketball.)

I seriously don’t know who to bet on.

I also cannot wait to take Toopweets swimming, and of course, my heart longs for karaoke night to finally arrive. (Angella and Gorillabuns have requested a video; I don't know if the world is quite ready for my vocal stylings, but we'll see.)

I'm excited, yo.

Also exciting? This.

Telephone appears to give you perspective of the HUGENESS of the beer boot.

Yes, that is in fact Das Boot.

For anyone out there who did NOT see the cinematic masterpiece Beerfest (Oh, whatever. I laughed, and I don’t care who knows it!), Das Boot is one of the events in an international underground beer drinking competition in the movie. Said event involves a beer race, with the first man to finish his huge glass boot of beer winning the event. Naturally. I came home today to find that one had appeared on my dining room table as a gift from one of our friends. You know, to go along with our other classy barware (which I adore).

People.

We have an enormous glass beer boot. I don’t really know what to do with this information. Now, granted, I really don't drink all that much, but if you think I'm going to miss out on an opportunity like this, you're sadly mistaken.

The boot is coming with us to Pennsylvania.

Pictures to follow.

Oh, and speaking of which, I have no idea WHEN the pictures will follow, as I have no idea as to the wifi situation up in them thar mountains, and we’re going to be gone for a while.

This will consequently be a very long post, in the event this turns out to be a “real” blog break. (How will you live? HOW WILL YOU LIVE??) Moving along:

Heather B. was in NY yesterday, and we got together for lunch and a Sephora outing, where I snagged my ninety-zillionth free sample of Hope in a Jar. (Holly? Were you the one who got everyone started on this wondrous cream? If so, I thank you from the bottom of my heart.) Anyway, I think it’s a good thing that Heather and I don’t live closer, because we were terrible influences on each other with regard to the makeup purchases, by which I mean, we kept making the other buy stuff.

To wit: I convinced her to buy my favorite lip gloss, which looked beyond gorgeous on her, and she convinced me to buy a lip brush. You see, as I told her, each and every time I go to Sephora, I’m always tempted by the Cargo glosses, as the colors make me swoon, but the fact that they come in pots (bleh!) always turned me off. I mean, the fingers in the pots! The excess goop on your fingers! So unsanitary! And finger goopy! And so, after some minimal persuasion on her part, I am now the proud owner of a darling little lip brush. It’s all just very exciting.

Um, so now that I have this thing…what are some pretty lip gloss shades that come in pots? I’ve been a tube/stick girl for years. Hold me.

Since I’m asking you for recommendations, I think it’s only fair that I share with you my new love (also purchased yesterday), Smashbox’s Skin Tint, which I got in the Ultraviolet shade. (I’m linking to Sephora, because you can see the shades more accurately there, but I like Ulta’s description better: “Adds subtle, natural-looking color to cheeks and lips, making you appear ‘lit’ from within. Sheer enough to risk mirror-less application, this water-based stain stick contains vitamins A, C, E, aloe, and Echinacea to nourish skin while creating a flawlessly flushed face.”)

I absolutely adore this; I’m forever on the hunt for the perfect allover stick, but a lot of them tend to look very frosted. And while I do love the Golden Girls (especially Blanche, as I’ve mentioned before), their makeup is not something I strive to emulate. This stick is a lip and cheek stain, but it goes on smoothly, and is sheer, so you don’t have to do that frantic rubbing thing to make it blend in. And despite the sheerness, it lasts! It’s also not drying on the lips at all. I was telling my fellow makeup fiend Whoorl yesterday that my one caveat with this is that when I initially applied it, it looked a little Old French Whore. However, it faded to a natural, pretty flush within seconds, once blended. HIGHLY recommend.

Speaking of Old French Whores, I love this old SNL skit. (Hello, segues!)

Old French Whore!

I’ll leave you with this:

While packing tonight, I began sorting through our freshly laundered clothes that we just got back from the launder…ers? I was rooting around in one of the bags, and pulled out what I thought was this silky tank I have.

I was sadly mistaken.

Nail polish included to give perspective on the HUGE GRANNY PANTIES THAT ARE NOT MINE.

Whose granny panties are these?! Why are they in my laundry, touching my clothes?

*shudder*

*hurl*

On that lovely note, I’m off to Pennsylvania, and will catch up with you in either a few days, or after Labor Day, depending upon the wifi situation.

In either case, have a great rest-of-the summer!