super bowl sunday currently

R E A D I N G 

Love & War, by James Carville and Mary Matalin. I don't know, y'all. I feel like I'm sitting on a front porch sipping sweet tea listening to my crazy aunt and uncle tell me a story. Not that that's a bad thing, but it sure makes for a weird book. 

W R I T I N G 

I have all these ideas for blog posts but when I finally sit down at my computer, it's like all I know how to spell is twitter.com, facebook.com or pinterest.com. Just me?

L I S T E N I N G 

Are any of you fans of Andrew Belle? A friend introduced me to him a few years ago, and as I played his latest album this weekend, Spotify informed me that he's playing in Minneapolis in March -- for $15! I'm thinking I might have to go. Anyone out there a fan, too?

S M E L L I N G 

My new Jergens body BB cream. I don't know why my body needs BB cream. I don't even know what BB cream is. And yet...

W I S H I N G  + H O P I N G 

We're heading to a Super Bowl party at a diehard Broncos fan's house. For her sake, I hope the Broncos win. I also suppose I should be a good Louisianian and root for the Manning?

W E A R I N G 

I bought my first pair of Sorel boots this weekend. (These. I look just as cool when I wear them.) Now I feel like I can truly fit in here.

L O V I  N G 

Last week. There were pastries. There was sushi and the Bachelor, the silliness of which was canceled out by the grimness and genius of Dallas Buyers Club. There was a night at a museum, where the calories burned at a hilarious "butter churning aerobics" class (more on that later) were canceled out by french fries with truffle aioli and the best cocktail: salted caramel vodka + chai. There was a new haircut. There was some super productive shopping and a sleepy breakfast at a new contender for all around favorite. 

W A N T I N G 

to plan a vacation. It's been a full month and a week since we've left the cities... that is clearly far too long.

N E E D I N G 

to stop buying cereal. If there is cereal in my house, I will eat it. It is literally impossible for me to just eat one bowl of the stuff. 

F E E L I N G

Whenever a celebrity passes away, a part of me wonders why it hits me -- and the rest of the world -- so hard. People die every day, people who may or may not have made a more important contribution to the world, bla bla bla. That's the argument you hear when someone mourns a Paul Walker or a Cory Monteith, or maybe even a Phillip Seymour Hoffman. But I think I get it now. Aside from the fact that their art was likely meaningful to at least some of us, these people are so visible. We know how their face reacts to surprise and sadness. We can hear their voice. Those things are all it takes to feel like we know someone.

C L I C K I N G

If you read The Fault in Our Stars, prepare to cry within the first .05 seconds of the trailer. I definitely did. (PS that time I read TFIOS on a plane)
Related: John Green's Crash Course series on US History
This visual interpretation of a classic Ira Glass quote
50 Problems in 50 Days: A designer uses design to solve 50 problems. You may have seen his boarding pass floating around this week.
BJ Novak wrote a book and the trailer made me laugh.. and did its trailer-ly duties, as the book is now on my to-read list.
Related: I absolutely need this tank top. 
This is at the top of my list of Jimmy Fallon's nostalgia videos. Even Mr. Woodchuck makes an appearance!
& your Sunday Currently hostess, Lauren