1. I am officially obsessed with Isaac in all its forms (tropical storm, hurricane, whatever). I refresh the tracking graphic on weather.com about forty times a day, apparently because I MUST KNOW WHERE IT IS AT ALL TIMES.

2. If you watched The Weather Channel at all yesterday, you may have noticed that they mentioned the possibility that Isaac could hit “a land mass between Mobile and New Orleans.” Um, THAT WOULD BE MISSISSIPPI. And oh, the folks from my home state leapt into action with funny – but pointed – responses.

My favorite is a morph from this Mississippi State banner:

into this:

3. I’m still trying to eat healthier, and for the most part it’s going just fine. But tonight, for whatever reason, I really want strawberry cake. And I don’t just want a piece of cake. I want the whole cake. And also a fork.

I’m about to eat some grapes instead. I’m sure they will HIT THE SPOT.

4. Last week my book publisher sent me a rough draft of the book description that will eventually show up on Amazon. All I had to do was proof the thing and make any changes that I wanted. But I’ll have you know that seeing the book description left me completely stumped. It was less than 200 words, but I couldn’t figure out if I should change it, how I should change it – NOTHING.

By Saturday I’d decided that maybe it should just say, “Please buy this book. Or not. I don’t want to impose.”

I think it’s safe to say that I don’t really have a knack for marketing.

5. This afternoon I listened to Nichole Nordeman’s This Mystery CD. It’s every bit as good now as it was twelve years ago.

6. I have an unnatural level of excitement about Nashville, the new ABC show that starts this fall. Tami Taylor is back, y’all.

Well, kind of.

7. Be safe, Gulf Coast people. You are in our prayers.

– If you’ve heard that Mo Isom, the goalie for LSU’s women’s soccer team (and last year’s LSU Homecoming Queen), wants to be a kicker on the Tigers’ football team, you may have wondered why in the world she’d do such a thing. To be honest, I’ve wondered that, too. But then I read a Grantland article called “Let It Fly.” And oh my goodness. I am absolutely blown away by her courage. What a testimony.

– If you have ever lived in Alabama, you might need to order one of these dishtowels. Because they are adorable. (via)

– Sometimes I read something and then can’t get it out of my head. That’s precisely what happened with a post that Shaun wrote a couple of days ago. It’s stayed with me for sure.

– I love the trend of colored jeans, but I do not love the trend of super skinny jeans (they look darlin’ on other people, but as for me and my calves, we need ourselves a bootcut). Anyway, way back at the beginning of the summer, Melanie told me that Old Navy had some colored jeans with a flare, and I immediately ordered them. They are really comfortable, and I just saw that they’re on big-time sale. So here you go.

– As many of you probably know by now, Lysa TerKeurst has a new book out this week. It’s called Unglued: Making Wise Choices in the Midst of Raw Emotions. I’d love to be able to say that I rarely lose my cool and therefore can’t relate to Unglued at all, but that would be a big fat lie. So if you’re looking for better ways to deal with some of the stuff that you typically don’t like to deal with (in my case: anger), you might want to check out what Lysa has to say.

– Now. How about we add some levity to these bloggy proceedings?

I know. I KNOW. You’ve heard it here before. But I still have to listen to it at least once a day. It delights me.

Have a great weekend, everybody.

Last week a friend of mine told me about a debate that was going on over at EW.com. I initially figured that the debate had something to do with politics and TV, or maybe even something about what shows have the best chance for success during the new fall season. But as it turned out, the debate was much more serious, and I’ve found that I’ve not only become invested in the outcome – I’ve become surprisingly passionate about my opinion.

And the issue at hand?

‘N Sync vs Backstreet Boys: The great boy band debate

Now listen. I will admit from the get-go that I was in my 20s by the time both of these bands hit the music scene, and some of you might argue that I should’ve been listening to more sophisticated artists and weaning myself from MTV. However, I didn’t do either of those things. Instead I spent countless afternoons watching Carson Daly chronicle what was going on with boy bands (not to mention J-Lo, Britney, Christina, etc.) on TRL.

From the get-go, I think, I was an ‘N Sync fan. They seemed to laugh at themselves and not take the whole boy band thing too seriously, and oh my word they could dance – especially a young man named Justin Timberlake.

I present you with Exhibit A.

I remembered two things, by the way, when I watched this video earlier today. One is that back around 2001-2002, my friend Merritt was VERY adamant that the American public had relegated Lance to the back burner even though he was EVERY BIT AS TALENTED and worked EVERY BIT AS HARD as the rest of the band and deserved JUST AS MUCH ATTENTION as Justin and Joey and JC and Chris. It still cracks me up when I think about her saying, “WHAT ABOUT LANCE, Y’ALL? DOESN’T ANYBODY CARE ABOUT LANCE?”

(Of course we cared about Lance.)

(I daresay that we cared deeply.)

The second thing I remembered is that I watched and maybe even recorded the Making of the Video for “Pop.” Joey had hurt his foot or leg or ankle or something, so he couldn’t do the dance scenes, and the band’s choreographer took his place in the video. If you watch the main dance sequence closely, you can tell that it’s not Joey in most of it, and just so you know I’m a little bit embarrassed that I struggle to memorize Scripture by BY DIGGITY I can tell you the backstory of a boy band video from 2001.

Shameful.

Even though I’m partial to ‘N Sync, I know that some people feel great loyalty to Backstreet Boys. I never thought they were as relatable as the ‘N Sync guys, but Kevin and Brian seemed really sweet. I was also slightly fascinated by AJ because he seemed like such an edgy addition to a boy band – yet he sang the boy band lyrics with such conviction and sincerity.

For example. Exhibit B.

Also, please note that in the sections of the video where everyone is wearing all white (and dancing with great feeling), AJ goes with the tank top option as opposed to wearing a jacket. Because just in case you missed it: EDGY.

And to be clear, I’m sure that many of you were probably doing worthwhile things like raising families and finishing degrees and volunteering in your community while I was running home to catch the world premiere of “Jenny from the Block.” By the same token, some of you were probably in elementary school. BUT – I’m guessing that there were at least a few of you who were as deeply invested in the music of the late 90s / early 2000s as I was.

(Don’t even get me started on Jordan Knight’s solo single “Give It To You.” Or Ricky Martin singing “Livin’ La Vida Loca.” Or TLC singing “Unpretty.”)

(Those are some precious musical memories.)

Anyway – what about y’all? Who was your favorite? ‘N Sync? Or BSB?

A friend of mine told me about this book late last week, and I really can’t think of anything that I’d rather read right now.

I’m gonna venture a guess and say that there are some excellent dip recipes scattered throughout those pages. Since we’re trying to eat healthier in our house, I may have to vicariously enjoy some of those dips through the pictures, but I’m also realistic enough to know that there’s no way I’ll make it through college football season without some cream cheese. It would be plain delusional to think otherwise.

So anyway. I just ordered my copy. It’ll be here in two days. And I’m just as tickled as I can be. CANNOT WAIT.

(That’s not an affiliate link, by the way.)

(Not that there’s anything wrong with that, of course.)

(But I just wanted you to know.)

A few weeks ago D and I decided that we were going to try the Paleo eating plan. Next year we’re going on an adventure-ish trip, and we want to feel more fit and more healthy and more other qualities that are necessary in order to enjoy all the adventures. We figure we’ll get more out of our trip that way, as opposed to, you know, feeling sluggish and opting to just sit in the room and put the hurt on a bag of Hershey’s Miniatures. Not that I would ever do such a thing, of course.

So Saturday before last I went to the grocery store and bought a big ole shopping cart full of organic produce and grass-fed meat. I even bought grass-fed butter, a product that was NEWS TO ME when I first heard about it several weeks ago. I bought coconut oil (NOT CHEAP) and fresh fruit and free-range Omega 3 organic blah blah eggs, and when I finally got home after my grocery run, I honest to goodness looked in my refrigerator and thought, “Well. I don’t know what in the world I’m going to cook.”

That was probably my first sign that the Paleo plan might not be the best use of my cooking strengths. And that maybe I hadn’t put enough time into planning what we were going to eat.

Nonetheless, I found recipes on Pinterest, mapped out a menu plan for most of the week, and figured that breakfast would be a breeze since I could make a smoothie or cook bacon and eggs. OPTIMISM ABOUNDED.

Last Monday was our first official Paleo day, and after a lunch of some all-natural, gently plucked, nitrate-free turkey (or something like that) as well as approximately five cashews, I was fired up about cooking a big ole London Broil on the grill for our supper. I realized early in the afternoon that I couldn’t marinate the meat the way I normally would (soy sauce, sesame oil, a little brown sugar, lemon, etc.), so I had to improvise. I searched the web for marinades, but they all involved ingredients I didn’t have or required extensive use of a blender. Since I thought I might make a smoothie the next morning, I wanted to keep the blender clean (sidenote: I do not enjoy cleaning all the little pieces and parts of a blender), so I wound up making a marinade with red wine, black pepper, and garlic.

(Sidenote #2: I do not care for red wine even a little bit, but since someone had given us a couple of bottles and I was desperate to season the meat, it seemed like a good opportunity to put the wine to use.)

(Sidenote #3: I am, at best, iffy about garlic.)

(Sidenote #4: I have no idea how I came to the conclusion that it was wise to marinate my meat in these things so that the meat could absorb two flavors that I don’t really care for.)

(WHAT A GREAT IDEA!)

The London Broil wasn’t all that bad, and I served it with a mashed cauliflower and roasted garlic (AGAIN WITH THE GARLIC) dish that was actually pretty good if you closed your eyes and pretended it was mashed potatoes. Then I ate six almonds for dessert.

BOY WAS I EVER SATISFIED.

The next day was easier at breakfast and lunch, and for supper I made some zucchini boats with bacon and banana peppers that were actually really tasty. The only down side was that it took me about an hour to do all the prep work for the zucchini boats, and that’s a high-maintenance meal by my standards, especially if I only make half a recipe and there aren’t leftovers that we can eat the next night. For dessert we had some air and some water, and it was totally fine except that I wept inconsolably.

I didn’t really weep. At least not openly.

On Wednesday I had plans to meet a friend for lunch, and I was super-excited about ordering a really good salad. I did just that when lunch time finally rolled around, and after I had carefully explained that the chicken needed to be grilled, and I didn’t need any cheese or croutons or anything that hadn’t sprung forth from the earth under pesticide-free conditions, the waitress asked a question that caught me completely off-guard.

“What kind of dressing would you like?”

Dressing? DRESSING? I’d forgotten all about the dressing. And I’d forgotten that Ranch dressing was off-limits in Paleo because it contains dairy and store-bought mayonnaise. And I’d forgotten that unless I had a Mason jar full of some homemade fruity vinaigrette in my purse, my only salad dressing option at the restaurant was oil and vinegar. Or maybe just some fresh lemon juice.

For the record, I did not have a Mason jar full of some homemade fruity vinaigrette in my purse.

I would imagine that we’ve all encountered moments in our lives when we knew that we were at a turning point in our parenting, in a relationship, or in a career. We’ve all faced hard choices, and we’ve no doubt weighed the pros and the cons surrounding whatever issue was at hand. We’ve all felt the weight of knowing that I am at a crossroads, and I have to decide which way to go.

Well.

I want to tell you that last Wednesday, in a restaurant right here in Birmingham, Alabama, I stood at a crossroads. If I turned one way, I would stay on the straight Paleo path, the land of oil and vinegar and grass-fed everything. If I turned the other way, I would walk toward the Hidden Valley, the land where even a little bit of Ranch dressing makes everything better.

It was my very own Sophie’s Choice, and I knew way down deep in my soul which path I would choose.

So I took a deep breath, looked the waitress straight in the eye, and smiled as I said, “Ranch, please. And THANK YOU SO MUCH OH MY WORD THANK YOU.”

I’m not gonna lie. Pouring that dressing on my salad was a sacred moment. Not that the meat I’d soaked in red wine hadn’t been perfectly wonderful and all.

When D got home from work, I told him about the recent Ranch developments. I explained that while I was perfectly willing to continue avoiding white flour, pasta, sweets, bread, etc., I was more certain than ever than Ranch dressing is the lynchpin that holds any healthy-ish eating plan together for me. Yes, I will embrace those grass-fed meats and the organic everything and even the grass-fed butter. But if I can have the option of occasionally making a salad out of some of that organic produce and then pouring a few tablespoons of Ranch over the top, then that, THAT WILL MAKE ALL THE DIFFERENCE.

D strongly supported my Ranch dressing concession. He supported it so strongly, in fact, that we drove straight to Jason’s Deli and lined up at the salad bar. And after I dressed my salad and put the ladle back in the container, I’m pretty sure that the Ranch dressing winked at me. Or maybe I was just giddy with knowing that I didn’t have to face a Ranch-less future. Regardless, I would’ve held the Ranch dressing’s hand and skipped off into the sunset if I could’ve.

Or skipped to the Hidden Valley, as it were.

I’m slap-dab in the middle of a week-o-craziness, and I imagine that I’m going to be a sporadic blogger at best for the next several days. I have a tendency to bunch deadlines and major life events into an uncomfortably jam-packed stretch of time, and the next two weeks are evidence of that. I tried to be really proactive and productive and other pro- words by making myself a schedule on my Google calendar, but do you know what that calendar did after I typed the various appointments and activities and obligations?

It laughed at me.

And then it mocked me.

So I had no choice but to nap and then watch several episodes of Say Yes To The Dress in order to recover from the calendar’s unnecessarily harsh tone.

Anyway, here are some links I’ve been meaning to share.

– Annie Downs (whose book is out soon!) wrote a great post last week that addresses why moms should think about seeing Katy Perry’s movie with their daughters.

– Sweet Ann Voskamp reminds us How to Really Live – and then tells the rest of the story in Part 2. So beautiful – and so true.

– My friend Shellie shared a link on Facebook this morning that absolutely cracked me up: The 21 Absolute Worst Things in the World. Oh, it tickled me.

– Nester used some duct tape to put the finishing touches on her bedroom – and the results are gorgeous.

– dotMOM is just a little over a month away. We would love to have you there with us! I’m already thinking about what pen I want to use to write down every single word that Esther Burroughs says. And I’m only half-kidding about that because SWEET MERCY at the wisdom.

Hope y’all are having a great week!