I’m a bit obsessed with Lindsey Hein. Do you guys know her? She runs the podcast “I’ll Have Another” and I love listening to it because it feels like I’m right there with her and the person she’s interviewing. Okay, I know what I’m trying to say: she talks to us not at us.
Her Instagram stories are hilarious too because I so relate to her life. She doesn’t post pretty stuff all the time, actually, ever. Ha ha! But I love it that way because she makes me feel normal! At one time all three of her kids will be draped across her tiny body while she balances an empty wine glass in the hand she’s not using to hold the camera. Or she will scan her phone across the living room and her boys are dancing around in rubber boots and riding around in laundry baskets. Anyway, she’s great. I feel a bit stalker-ish, but it goes with the territory. Whenever she likes one of my posts I start running around the house shouting, “LINDSEY HEIN LIKED MY POST!!!” It’s true. Ask my family.
At the end of her podcast episodes she asks her interviewee a couple of questions and so I’m going to be a good little stalker and copy her here and I’ll answer the questions myself and then I want you guys to answer them too!
What are you loving lately?
I’m totally into positive-thinking right now. Like, disciplining my mind and emotions to not ruminate on all the bullshit but to approach life with gratefulness. Not fake and cheery, HELL NO; I’ve got to mean it with my guts. Having this perspective has changed my life, for real. It feels good.
What are you not so loving lately?
Dry skin from this cold weather and having to lather petroleum jelly all over my body. It’s sticky.
What shows are you into?
Documentaries! I recently watched something called “Minimalism” and I absolutely loved it. The second half is better than the first, so make sure you stick it out. I’m halfway through “The Mask You Live In” which is about how hard it is for boys to become men surrounded with all of these destructive expectations. It’s good too. A crier, for sure.
If there’s one person you could choose to have a drink with, who would it be?
No, not Chris Farley. I know, I know. Shocking. I’d choose my grandma Douglas, and it would have to be tea, which is fine. I wear her wedding ring on a necklace around my neck. One Christmas when my dad was still in the throes of his alcoholism, he came late via taxi (a smart choice, I give him that), stumbled in through the front door and collapsed onto the couch. My grandma, without hesitation, sat down beside him, lifted his head and placed it onto her lap and started singing softly to him. She loved my dad and he loved her. She died (in the arms of my grandpa) in a tragic car accident when I was only eight years old. My grandpa passed away two years later from a broken heart. My dad has forwarded her love and grace to me many times, and to many others.
Okay, your turn! Pick one or all questions to answer!