One thing I’m really good at is having sporadic obsessions. I’ve learned a lot through some of these relatively short-lived obsessions (how to grow beautiful peonies, how to do all sorts of braids and other interesting things with my girls’ hair, the AIP diet). Some of them, though short-lived, were beneficial or fun at the time (hand painting every single line of grout in my house with GroutRenew, switching every article of clothing in my house to huggable hangers, beating everyone in the family on a regular basis in Mario Kart Grand Prix races). Still others proved to be useless at best and slightly harmful at worst (The Bachelor, Candy Crush, the banana diet). I’m not really sure which category to place the latest and greatest in, but I can say with confidence they are random…even for me. Reminder to self: I’m not normal. And here, in no particular order, are the three things I currently can’t get enough of…
In the short span of two weeks I’ve crossed a dangerous line from enjoying nonpareils on top of a small sugar cookie as a very rare treat to feeling like I’m relying on nonpareils for survival. Yes, I’m serious. Those pretty little rainbow-colored balls of sugar, corn syrup, cornstarch, and a smattering of artificial colors, thickeners, and wax coating. These little bits of happiness have been in my life forever and I’ve never thought much about them. Sure, they’re pretty and bring smiles to the faces of anyone under the age of 10 but what more is there to say about them?
Nothing, really. Nothing at all. Except that I can’t stop eating them. I find myself lurching towards the pantry for a rainbow-colored fix several times a day. I crave them. A bottle (or two) find their way into my shopping cart every time I go to the grocery store (almost daily). I switched to all white about a week ago not only because I wanted to limit the artificial coloring, but also because it won’t leave such shameful evidence on my tongue or teeth. Yesterday I actually grabbed a bottle of them to throw in my purse because I knew it was going to be hours before I got back home. And last night I hit rock bottom. I woke up at 2:00a.m. and had visions of nonpareils dancing in my head. Unable to get them off of my mind, I got out of bed and went and had just a few of them, brushed my teeth, and went back to sleep.
The plain kind. No flavor added. No other brand will do. Just Perrier. Believe it or not, I’ve never been a fan of carbonated water. Well, I guess there is an exception to that – La Croix seemed like a treat when I was strictly AIP diet compliant. But to be fair, anything besides grass-fed meat and veggies seemed like a treat during that restrictive period of time. One day a few weeks ago while I was in the grocery store I just decided Perrier sounded like the most amazing thirst quencher ever so I bought not one, but three cases and brought them home. I’m not exaggerating when I say I feel like I could get by on a diet of nonpareils and Perrier for a few days without missing any other food or drinks.
This is by far the most embarrassing of the three. I was skimming a blog when I came to a post about the wonders of ASMR. I had never heard of it before. It stands for Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response (ASMR). Wikipedia describes it as “an experience characterised by a static-like or tingling sensation on the skin that typically begins on the scalp and moves down the back of the neck and upper spine”. This particular blogger wrote that ASMR had cured her insomnia despite the fact that nothing else had worked for years. She claimed watching ASMR videos on YouTube at night had completely changed her life. Being the curious cat that I am, I had to see for myself what it was all about.
It.Is.Stupid.Weird. I almost feel embarrassed while I watch it. But I’m not embarrassed enough to stop because it’s oddly mesmerizing. Google it. There are tons of videos on YouTube that have been watched millions of times. They’re all made to trigger this euphoric yet relaxed state when you watch them. It sounds absurd, but I have to tell you that after watching these 4 nights in a row as I’m trying to drift off to sleep I’m a believer. I have terrible insomnia and Ambien is the only thing that seems to be able to get me to go to sleep at night. Until ASMR. The sound of repeated tapping, whispering, clicking, scratching, brushing, and other nonsense puts me to sleep in less than 5 minutes. I’m not sure how long this will last, but I plan to tune in nightly as long as this streak of speedy slumber lasts.
None of this matters in the long run. I become completely fascinated with something and over-research, over-indulge, or over-think it and then just as quickly as it started it’s over and I’m on to the next thing. I’ve got to go get some nonpareils. Be back soon.
Sprinkles of Happiness to all,
Currently playing in the soundtrack of my mind: Candy by Mandy Moore.