Kitty Deschanel | Food, Wine, and Travel Adventures in an Airstream Basecamp

You know you're addicted to Candy Crush when... Let's see. If I've played 575 Candy Crush levels at an average of 15 minutes per level (some took very little time, but some took FOREVER) that means I've spent...ummm... Only 8,625 minutes playing candy crush over the past few months (I was late to the Candy Crush party. It didn't sound like that fun of a game, but one weekend afternoon, Sexy Nerd was out of town and I was bored.) 8,625 minutes, so... just 143.75 hours... Almost 6 nonstop days of playing Candy Crush. (And, let's face it, that average of 15 minutes per level is probably pretty generous. A few of those levels took WEEKS!) Now how am I going to waste all my time??

Poor Sexy Nerd. Now that I've finally seen Wicked, I can't stop dancing and singing (off key) throughout the house. People are so nice in London. I bought the cheapest ticket and sat down at the back of the theater. Then, an employee came over, checked her seating list, and moved me much closer to the stage at no extra charge! She called me "love" in the cutest accent.

You have to stop and take a photo whenever you come across goslings, with all their adorable peepery and fluffiness.   Much to Sexy Nerd's dismay, we've been coming across groups of sweet baby geese like these several times a day! Yes, Sexy Nerd, we do need to stop every time. (And, no, I have not been attacked by any mama geese yet!) Peep! Peep! Peep!

I've been depressed lately, which I know is stupid and doesn't make any sense, but I can't shake it. There was even a party for me at work yesterday and I couldn't enjoy it. Afterward, my coworker asked if I felt like I could burst into tears at the drop of a pin. I hadn't realized it was so obvious. Random, bad things in my life that normally wouldn't be a big deal have all been piling up. To top everything off, something ridiculous happened last week that has my hormones completely out of whack, making me feel like I'm not myself. It feels like I'm losing my mind. It's exactly what I didn't need right now. But today, I'm 30. Things are looking up.