I've spent the last month and a half dealing with a nasty case of gastritis, which is basically the stomach flu from hell that stretches out and ultimately culminates in a night in the hospital. Fun. I'm finally on the mend, and finally feeling more like myself (thanks in part to my kickass husband, Casey, and a visit from two of my best friends in the whole world, Stephanie and Melody).
I haven't really listened to music or cared at all what I've looked like for at least three weeks, and it's rejuvenating to spend some time getting reacquainted with the Michelle I know and love. That Michelle has a book to publish, and it's about damn time I get back to it.
Man on the Moon
Margot & The Nuclear So and So's
The Avett Brothers
The Pattern Has Changed
Priests and Paramedics
Death of a Salesman
Like Spinning Plates