Every summer I optimistically set out to read more. When I was a kid, I excelled at reading. My parents proudly saved my giant bookworm chains from elementary school and I always had way too many coupons for Pizza Hut personal pan pizzas (the reward for reading x number of books at the time). But now with the internet, I find myself reading less and endlessly scrolling more and more. When the internet (and life) begin to feel overwhelming, I would always choose a book to escape into. 

As a college student, I took 75% of my classes online which meant spending countless hours working on my bed, couch, and kitchen table. Even now I spend most of my time working from home. The more I do this, the more I begin to appreciate designated workspaces. You'd think by now I would have the whole not working at a desk thing down, but I definitely don't. Working on the couch I'm entirely tempted to watch the same re-runs of Teen Mom I've already seen 3 times. If I chose my bed, I immediately want to nap. Lately, I've been really wanting to have a home office.

I guess you could say Memorial Day weekend was all about guacamole wars. I'm not exactly sure how or why that happened. I mean I have my tried and true go-to recipe any time I need to contribute guacamole to anything. I make it so much I have it memorized. Rather than sticking with that, I ended up beginning the weekend with Beyoncé's recipe and ending the weekend with this one from Joanna Gaines. I guess you could say having guacamole, rosé and watching the premiere of the Bachelorette has become quite the summer tradition. So what better time to try this?

It might be a cliché or make me "basic" but rosé is my favorite when it comes to wine. Reds are hard on my stomach and some whites can be a one-way sugary nightmare ticket to headache town. At least I know when it comes to most rosé's I have it made in the shade (especially at restaurants where there's added pressure). I should preface this by saying I am not a wine expert by any means. I, like most, learn through experimentation. Despite my friends trying to flood me with pina coladas, rosé is always my summer drink.

Well, it's the last day of May. It's been one crazy month. From my birthday right thru to Memorial Day there was truly never a dull moment. Unless you count all those days spent at work of course. I still feel a bit down but yesterday I went and made a change. I cut off a good 7 or 8 inches of my hair. That might not seem like a lot, but my hair was pretty damn long. Not only is it hot out (110 this weekend. Yikes.) but I just needed a boost to my self-confidence. So far so good.

I truly can't believe it's (almost) June. On the one hand, I'm excited about all the new music June is bringing (Hello, new Father John Misty!) but on the other hand, I'm incredibly bummed. Mainly because I feel like much of my time is being wasted by situations out of my control. It doesn't matter what I try that feeling just doesn't go away. Rather than keep harping on it, I'll get to the point of this post: my current playlist. Ultimately I try to make playlists sparingly. The more you make, the more mediocre they become sometimes. I know that is a bold statement considering my mission to create a monthly themed mix for this blog.

I know a few weeks back I threw a little shade about Grace Kelly being the true American Princess, but I drank the Royal Wedding Kool-Aid (so to speak). I had plenty of jaded thoughts about love and weddings leading up to the Royal Wedding. I couldn't stand the television coverage and the onslaught of Taylor Swift songs in their advertisements. But somehow, someway, I woke up at 4am on May 18th to watch the big event.

Happy Memorial Day fellow Americans. It's the unofficial start to summer and that gave me an idea. There has always been a "song of the summer" every year since they began tracking songs way back in 1959. The Song of the Summer is chosen every year based on chart performance data. Usually, by the 3 or so week of summer, the song is usually apparent whether we like it or not. Just think about how many times Despacito was played last year. Of course, throughout nearly 60 years of keeping track, there have been good ones, bad ones, and annoying ones.