Sometimes I think if I actually knew how to use Photoshop I would be unstoppable.

 

Unless I was being monitored for not working at work of course. 

So who is excited to watch the new B&B? I know Emily and I have been singing all day about needing six eggs and how they’re too expensive.

Fun things

 

 
Dude. Lately there has been a lot of fun stuff happening.  Like getting some new wheels! (okay technically that was bittersweet, RIP old car), but all the bells and whistles are fun.

 

Like when I figured out how to upload a photo to the dash.

Speaking of which, John and I got back together. Raise your hand if you saw this coming. We are nothing if not habitual.

Also I got a root canal.  That was less fun. Actually no fun whatsoever.

  

But it’s always fun to make scary eyes when you’re holding a sharp knife. Crazy fun.

 

And to act like Frankenstein when you’re rolls are growing… THEY’RE ALIVE

 

Fun is having a cranberry and jalapeño salsa with cream cheese.

Dad thought it was fun.  Maybe that was the mimosa talking.

Mom thought it was fun. But she’s pretty biased. She made me. I made the dip. Heretofore, she can take credit.

Fun was getting my new AARP card in the mail, twenty years early. 

Forestry is fun.

 

As is legally getting a tree to elaborately stage a photo.  As is a Canadian tuxedo.

As is skyping.  As are turtle socks.

Fun is cream cheese molded into shapes.

Fun is matching sweaters.  Fun is 23094830948 Arrested Development motherboy references.

timely.

Fun is Christmas sweaters.  Fun is camera timer outtakes.

Fun is having Jessica Simpson/Ken paves products on your Amazon wish list.  As is getting a toupee for Christmas.

Spoiler alert: my head is too small to wear my new hair piece. Bummer, right?

Speaking of amazing gifts, check out what my BFF Bowler sent to me.  (she sent me the brunette one and kept the blonde, since she lives across the country).  LOVE.

Fun is capturing the coveted traveling family pope bust.  Fun is gingerbread house decorating.

Fun is a rascal scooter.

Fun is stopping a road trip to visit a Star Trek shrine in the middle of Iowa.

Don’t worry, in the gift shop we bought ‘Shats’, that’s a Shatner hat.  It looks like a Beret, but according to him it’s from space. 

Fun is a new old sewing machine, and a tutorial from an Iowa State certified home economist. Quick! Get me a project!

Fun is an unseasonably warm day strolling to get macaroons and the world’s best scones from a local bakery.

 

Here’s to plenty more silliness in 2012. Perhaps without all the dental work and car turmoil.  But definitely with the themed food and ridiculous photos.  What could be more fun?

I’ll be missing you……..

It’s been an emotional day over here.  I just got the news that my car was totaled and I am utterly depressed. 

I all started with a stupid deer smacking into us on a Friday evening drive.  For all we could tell, it just smashed the light and rumpled up the hood a bit.  It also drove just fine.

Until it didn’t.  Now the news is.. well.. horrible.

I am majorly majorly majorly bummed out over here. There aren’t enough times to type majorly.  Majorly.
In other news, my siblings will be happy to learn that my unemotional self broke down and shed a tear for my beloved civic… meaning that on the last day of the 11th month, I finally had a 2011 cry.  Clearly this proves I am more man than machine.  Clearly.  Even if technically it was about a machine.
Majorly.

It took me two weeks to reload the staple gun

 

I am mighty proud of a little household project I’ve undertaken, despite the fact that I had to get on YouTube to figure out how to reload a staple gun.  I know.  They are going to take away my master’s degree.  Anywhoo.  I’ve always had a littleish bed here, in part because my place is charmingly teeny and in part because the prospect of moving a giant heavy frame is daunting (as is Gladys, but you know). 

I decided to pick up a few canvases at JoAnns and staple them together.  Add batting and your very favorite fabric and BAM. Insta-headboard. 

 

It was easy, minus the gun snafoo.  Guns are bad, kids.

 

I also decided to update an old lamp I had to match the new fun Gray thing happening over the bed.  Conveniently a trip home aided in my outdoor and reclaiming needs.

A new modern shade and a little spray paint and primer at least ten feet from the house on an uber windy day.

  

I may or may not have waited for it to dry while doing a series of cartwheels around the yard.  Does fresh grass make anybody else have the urge to time travel to when their hamstrings were totally conductive to such tomfoolery? 

I also pilfered a couple of old beat up crates from my parent’s basement.  These used to be in my grandparent’s garage and one even had a scruffed up mailing label to my Grandpa’s old air force base! 

Last week I also picked up an anthropologie hook for my keys (marked down to $3, score!), which never seem to make it all the way to hook/shelf on the other side of the kitchen. Get in your new home, keys!

Also after three years I figured it was time to trade up my old dinosaur iphone for the latest and greatest.  I even traded up for a snazzy new case.  ME-OW.

I’ve also had some football fun and festive game day food with Dad.

 

Spent some QT in the kitchen with mom making a stuffed Acorn squash from the O! Magazine cookbook.

 

The recipe included:

• Acorn Squash
• Mushrooms
• Bacon
• Kale (subbed for Swiss chard)
• Parsley
• Breadcrumbs
• Onions, Garlic, S&P, seasoning, etc.

Mom also gave me a tutorial on my new old sewing machine.  I love that bad boy.  I am thinking of naming her Maude.

 

I’ve been spending an obscene amount of time looking at the eye candy on pinterest.  This one’s my favorite.

Get it? bahahahahah. 

I’ve become addicted to reselling things on ebay, and purchasing resold things with my winnings.  Welcome to fall, new boots.

Also I have been a maniac with solitaire (way to get a fancy phone for no reason).  Over $10,000 in fake winnings.  Out of control. I literally have deleted this app three times and re-downloaded it.  Ruining my life.

 

TGIF!