Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
All photos from here except Julia Ormand, which I got here.
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Thursday, August 26, 2010
The oh-so-complicated instructions are: Pour lemonade into your ice cream maker and process according to the manufacturer's instructions. When it's soft set, probably in about 20 minutes, transfer to an air-tight container and freeze.
My ice cream maker is an attachment for my kitchen aid mixer. It works wonderfully.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I think there's a scoop of this calling my name.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
I had planned on trying to sell a lot of this stuff on Craigslist, but then I finally admitted to myself that was never going to happen. Selling stuff is time-consuming, and at this point, my time is better used decluttering and organizing rather than making up classified ads.
Monday, August 23, 2010
The photo above is the garbage (not giveaway, not things to sell, just garbage) that came from one closet. That's a lot of junk.
Friday, August 20, 2010
What am I going to do about it? Abso-freakin-lutely nothing. He's a grown man. If he wants condiments (and black crud and dead batteries and matches and reciepts and guide books from our honeymoon more than a year ago) on his nightstand then I have nothing to do with that.
Men are puzzling creatures.
Have you ever found something weird around your place?
Thursday, August 12, 2010
P.S. I totally invented 2-in-1 shampoo and conditioner when I was 7 years old. I was in the bathtub and I mixed shampoo and conditioner together in my hands before putting it on my hair and my mom said it wouldn't work, but it did. Then Pert Plus came out and I was like, "You owe me at least a million dollars."
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Friday, August 6, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Yesterday, I wasn't feeling well. I had a sore throat and a cough and felt generally kind of achy and gross. When Chuk got home from work he offered to make dinner because clearly I had no intention of doing it, and well, also because he is nice.
The road to (my own personal) hell is paved with (my husband's) good intentions.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
I know; I know. I always make chicken satay, but it's always such a hit so I keep it up. It was my first time making peach sangria, but everyone seemed to like it; I know I did.
I know cupcakes and miniature desserts are all the rage now, but I buck the trend and make their full-size cousins. Here's why: