tiny kitten gets her revenge

there goes my heart

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http://www.babieswithglasses.com

(go to the gallery link)

That is all.

my favorite store of 2010...thus far

I've only recently discovered the glory known as Anthropologie.....but I'm already in love, and I'm don't care who knows it. If my yearly income had a couple more zeroes before the decimal point, I might have more items to show for my newfound love. But, nonetheless, I don't know how I ever lived without their housewares section.

After my visit today, I have realized how plain and boring all of my drawer handles and door knobs are.







Oh man...

I want my house to look less cookie cutter, and more eccentric, and eclectic, and full of all the best items I can find at flea markets and second hand stores.

I want to live in a house that WASN'T built in the 21st century. All the good houses were built circa 1970 and earlier. Granted, I love my air conditioning, and my three-pronged electrical outlets, and the fact that my foundation isn't sliding in two directions, and how wonderfully low I can keep my heating bill in the winter due to insulation. But STILL!

Moving on...



I think my cooking would taste that much better if I did it in this little number.







I've decided that instead of collecting shot glasses, or glass figurines, or snowmen, or husbands, finding the most interesting and cute measuring cups and spoons will be my new hobby.

But for today, my only purchase was this:



At first glance, it looks like a lovely glass vase (which I do need more of around the house). But looking again, it is a multifaceted glass measuring container. Each side is responsible for a different kind of measurement, i.e. cups, milliliters, fluid ounces. It even has different measurement sides for sifted flour and then sugar, or rice. Cooking hasn't become this simple since my Kitchen-Aid mixer.

Now, get thee to Anthropologie, and have the time of your life.

fondue à deux

How delicious can the end of a decade be? Oh yes....THAT delicious. As much as I love supporting the economy, I just can't justify paying nearly triple digits for a meal. Especially when the patrons are basically cooking the meal themselves. It's just not right. So I decided to bring the flavor of The Melting Pot to my living room for a little New Year's Eve dinner. Started with a basic fondue of Swiss, Gruyere, and white wine. Added a couple of my personal favorite prime time players: artichoke hearts and spinach. And I could have died right there a happy girl. But Sarah didn't want me to die, so on we ate...




There's the initial image of the meal layout.....the one that WON'T be shown to the health inspectors when I eventually try to open my tea lounge in Boise.



And the one sans cat hair.



Fondue is really funny....



Even Sarah could hardly contain her excitement and laughter...and she's a robot.

Oh, and that picture might be forcibly removed by no choice of mine in the near future...get a good look now.

So all in all, New Years Eve turned out to be better spent at home in the comfort of my house, with my favorite girl and my favorite animals, than at any loud bar or club. I've made my resolutions and intend to start on them immediately, and then slowly end them around March. It's just what I do. 2009 treated me very nicely, and I hope that 2010 is even better.

Oh, and just for kicks...



Sarah, do you have no manners?