My new favorite thing

I drink a *lot* of water. A noteworthy amount. An embarrassing amount. An amount where I actually get nervous when I go somewhere where I won’t have a ready supply of cold, filtered drinking water. So, of course, I always ALWAYS have a glass of water by my bed.

Yes, sometimes I’ve knocked it over in the middle of the night, splattering me, my phone, my clock, my wall… everything.

Yes, sometimes I’ve even BROKEN the glass, and no one likes cleaning broken glass out of their carpet at 3am.

Yes, sometimes I’ve accidentally ingested bugs. Please don’t make me go into details, ok? UGH.

So, for someone like me, is this not the BEST INVENTION EVER?!?

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It’s a carafe with a glass that FITS ON TOP! Beside Carafe, Crate & Barrel

I saw it one day when doing after-wedding registry-completion stuff, and I flipped. My husband, however, pooh-poohed it, insisting I’d knock it over and get water everywhere (which, like, I did regularly anyway, duh). On further inspection, I decided it was far too delicate for the likes of me, and I was in a cheap-ass mood, so off I went.

Flash forward a month or so later when I was shopping at Target, and OMG, I saw a bedside carafe, but this time super heavy duty, and since it was at Target it was cheap, right? (actually, one dollar more than C&B… whatevs). It went in my bag, and off I went.

I LOVE it. I mean, seriously, this thing is awesome!

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 Oh look, a boring glass and carafe.

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 WAIT A MINUTE!!!

Not as elegant as C&B’s, but so much better for me. I wish I could give you a link, but I haven’t been able to find it on the Target website… so if you must have one, you might just have to go with C&B.

Seriously. Best thing ever. Huge supply of water, no bugs, and super heavy duty to withstand this disaster zone… knock on wood.

Single girl stuff

My husband has been out of town for the last couple of days, so I’ve been on my own. I was too tired the first night to do anything but fall into bed, but last night I ate leftovers, painted my nails all pinky-purple and glittery, and watched a marathon of America’s Next Top Model.

And you know what? It was glorious.

I love nothing more than nights alone with my husband — talking about our days, eating a good dinner, cuddling on the couch… all that good stuff.

That said, though, my night alone was a treat — I could do whatever ridiculous girls-only thing I wanted (like watch bad TV and obsess over how much glitter to layer over my pinky-purple polish) and nothing I didn’t (like make dinner or share the remote).

THAT said — I miss my husband, and I’m so glad he’s coming home tonight. Shoving a chair under our door handle to keep bad guys out like they do in the movies is just downright embarrassing.

Pizza with corn, hatch chile, and bacon

 

Yeah, it looks like a lettuce pizza.

I would say more, but I think CORN, HATCH CHILE, AND BACON PIZZA gets the point across, no?

I made it easy on myself and used pre-made dough and pre-roasted hatch chiles from Whole Foods, and canned corn instead of roasting my own (couldn’t find it anyway).

SO GOOD.

 

 

 

 

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Don’t you dare insult my wedding

Read this article, and then say it with me: This guy is an asshole.

I don’t give two shits if other people wait to have sex before marriage, but I give approximately five million shits about some asshole saying my marriage is less meaningful than his.

About halfway through the article, after he justifies his judging of others by saying he was judged first (how mature!) and gloats about how his wife is ACTUALLY more beautiful than yours (lucky him!), he describes a conversation with another newlywed — one of those “floozies” who decided to have sex before marriage, whose “poor schmuck” of a husband was hungover the morning after their wedding. He then says:

Then I realized something. Our wedding was truly a once in a lifetime event. It was a God’s-honest celebration of two completely separate lives now becoming one. Physically, emotionally, financially and spiritually, everything that made us who we were individually was becoming what bonded us together. Our family traveled from far and wide to celebrate the decision of two young people to truly commit themselves to each other, and selflessly give themselves to one another in a way that they never had before that very night.

Interesting. That’s how I felt about my own, secular, living-in-sin wedding! My wedding WAS a once-in-a-lifetime event. It WAS a celebration. Our family DID travel far and wife to celebrate our decision — and every single one knew we “shacked up” beforehand.

Let’s be honest here: marriage really isn’t about sex. I think most people would agree with that, regardless of whether they are waiting/waited or not. The virginity (or lack thereof) of the bride and groom in no way effects the importance or sentiment of a wedding. It’s a personal choice, sometimes guided by religion, and there’s no right or wrong way to do it, regardless of what the author of the article says. Frankly, his focus on sex and insistence that his way is the only “right” way just cheapens his marriage and his wedding — not the other way around.

Furthermore, last time I checked, I wasn’t a floozie.

What an incredible asshole.

One bright spot

This week has unequivocally SUCKED. Between the busy-ness of preparing for the start of the school year, the general incompetence I’ve encountered as a result, the student who came into my office and broke my stuff, and, best of all, falling off the steps in Red Square and the bloody mess that resulted from THAT, it’s been well and truly suck-ful.

HOWEVER — in the middle of all that crap, there was a calm, sweet moment, and I want to record it for posterity’s sake.

I was reading on the lawn during my lunch break yesterday when I heard some commotion off to my left (“come back! come back!”). I looked up and saw a little boy, no more than 3 years old,  running at me full-speed. He had two dandelions in full puff, one in each little fist. He ran right up to me, stopped, and handed me one of the dandelions… and then took off again, leaving a trail of dandelion seeds blowing behind him.

It was beautiful and touching, and I’ll never forget the sight of him running with the seeds flying in the air behind him.

I took that little dandelion puff and blew off the seeds, and made a wish.

Missing

I just looked back at my recipes, combing through them all to pick a perfect one for a project — and it hit me just how much I miss this blog.

I used to cook ALL the time. I still do, but with far less baking (trying to maintain my figure, yo) and far less experimenting. I feel like my life has gotten unmanageably busy… which is really disappointing considering that the quarter has (finally) ended so I theoretically should have my evenings back.

But now, between dress fittings, trials for various beauty things, meetings with vendors, traveling and guests, shopping, crafting, flat out worrying, and always ALWAYS feeling like I should be exercising instead (which, excepting the worrying and exercise guilt, are all wonderful things)… I just feel swamped. A wedding is a beautiful, exciting thing… but it’s also totally overwhelming!

Anyway, enough of that. I’m very excited to get married… just a bit overwhelmed at the moment, and currently very much looking forward to life getting back to normal!

Brilliant Advice

Saw this on eastsidebride today — and I have to admit, I think it’s the best advice EVER.

“As my friend A put it, “To wear tropical prints without looking like a clown, one must first not give a fuck whether one resembles a clown while wearing tropical prints.”

This wee bit of advice can be applied to ANYTHING, of course. Hangliding, buying lube at Rite Aid, approaching a group of enthusiastic young fellows at the Tiki Ti and asking them to recommend a cocktail.

To __________ without looking like a clown, one must first not give a fuck whether one resembles a clown while __________.”

Food challenge

I saw this on Facebook, but because I hate getting booted off the main page, I ignored it — until Jen posted it at A Pinch of Pork. She did way better than me (as I would expect!), but I’m still way over the prediction that most people score less than 20!

1. Abalone
2. Absinthe
3. Alligator 
4. Baba Ghanoush
5. Bagel & Lox
6. Baklava
7. BBQ Ribs
8. Bellini
9. Birds Nest Soup
10. Biscuits & Gravy
11. Black Pudding
12. Black Truffle
13. Borscht
14. Calamari
15. Carp
16. Caviar
17. Cheese Fondue
18. Chicken & Waffles
19. Chicken Tikka Masala
20. Chile Relleno
21. Chitlins
22. Churros
23. Clam Chowder
24. Cognac
25. Crab Cakes
26. Crickets
27. Currywurst
28. Dandelion Wine
29. Dulce De Leche
30. Durian
31. Eel
32. Eggs Benedict
33. Fish Tacos
34. Foie Gras
35. Fresh Spring Rolls
36. Fried Catfish
37. Fried Green Tomatoes
38. Fried Plantain
39. Frito Pie
40. Frogs’ Legs
41. Fugu
42. Funnel Cake 
43. Gazpacho
44. Goat
45. Goat’s Milk
46. Goulash
47. Gumbo
48. Haggis
49. Head Cheese
50. Heirloom Tomatoes
51. Honeycomb
52. Hostess Fruit Pie
53. Huevos Rancheros
54. Jerk Chicken
55. Kangaroo
56. Key Lime Pie
57. Kobe Beef
58. Lassi
59. Lobster
60. Mimosa
61. Moon Pie
62. Morel Mushrooms
63. Nettle Tea
64. Octopus
65. Oxtail Soup
66. Paella
67. Paneer
68. Pastrami on Rye
69. Pavlova
70. Phaal
71. Philly Cheese Steak
72. Pho
73. Pineapple & Cottage Cheese
74. Pistachio Ice Cream
75. Po’ Boy
76. Pocky
77. Polenta
78. Prickly Pear
79. Rabbit Stew
80. Raw Oysters
81. Root Beer Float
82. S’mores
83. Sauerkraut
84. Sea Urchin
85. Shark
86. Snail
87. Snake
88. Soft Shell Crab
89. Som Tam
90. Spaetzle
91. Spam
92. Squirrel
93. Steak Tartare
94. Sweet Potato Fries
95. Sweetbreads
96. Tom Yum
97. Umeboshi
98. Venison
99. Wasabi Peas
100. Zucchini Flowers
63! Not too bad, especially considering I have no intention of trying some of these, ever (heirloom tomatoes, I’m looking at you!)
EDIT! I took this with Aussie, and I’m actually at 68!  🙂

Happy Easter!

Hot cross buns, just like last year! It’s a LOT easier when you already have the recipe figured out! Happy Easter!

Rough Day

I am bookmarking this for ever and ever. Fantastic.