So this "corporate housing" thing? Kind of weird. And cool.

I've lived in pre-furnished apartments before (the first two summers that my ex Rob and I lived in Los Angeles, during my breaks before my freshman and sophomore years of college, we lived in a place called Oakwood Apartments that's known for Murphy beds and more out-of-work actors than you can possibly imagine in one spot) but this is different.

Basically, where we're living is an ordinary apartment complex - the kind people rent independently, furnish independently, et cetera - but a company came in before we arrived and filled it with furniture from a warehouse. And there are odd little hotel-y elements like a cleaning service that comes every couple of weeks to replace the sheets and towels…which is GREAT…but even better?

Three things I love right now: nautical jewelry (like this Juicy Couture bracelet), opaque pink nails, and the African Marula Oil I made sure to leave space for in my luggage (I ordered the Neroli scent per your recommendation, and: yesssss).

If you haven't checked out this Always #LikeAGirl ad yet (which you certainly might have, as it has 18 million views and counting)…you have to. It's great.

I can't imagine what this smells like. But I would really like to find out.

And everything in it is ruined.

I just ventured downstairs to do laundry because I'm trying to get a start on packing, and discovered about two inches of water. And not good water. Bad water. (I used a stock image for this post because it is very not pretty down there, and I don't want to freak anyone - myself included - out.)

So I sat on my front stoop and cried for a minute (because yes, this kind of thing happens, but please could it not happen at this exact moment in time, when I have about thirty seconds in which to deal with it and yet am not actually permitted to deal with it myself for pretty specific medical reasons, requiring me to actually find someone to help me immediately?), and then decided to…just deal with it.

 I love my Instax camera (we don't actually use it much because the film is so expensive, a little over a dollar per shot - but we took photos with it every once in awhile to commemorate the last pregnancy, and are doing it again).

 Now this is a hot swimsuit.

 Into right now: The Chic Wife's brand-new site - Kris is such a fun, positive presence on the Internet, and I love her thoughts on everything from The Mean Internet to Having A Lot, But Not "Having It All" (co-sign, co-sign) to banana-pudding cupcakes (I, too, have lots of thoughts about banana-pudding cupcakes). Also, she has the cutest dogs I have ever seen in my life, and I mean that. They are gremlins.