December 2009
36 posts
I think I’ll make banana bread with those quite ripened bananas.
A Homemade Life →
My husband got me two lovely reads for Christmas. One of which, this one, I started last night. I read well into the morning and felt such peace and loveliness reading something that felt as though it was written by a friend, or at the least someone that understand the affair many of us have with food. And how food does not only nourish us, but it inspires us and it helps us *LIVE*. Oh sweet...
fried hot dog sandwich + ice cream sandwich + andy bernard = stupidly easy goodness :)
It's lovely to be known
My fabulous mother-in-law got us a subscription to ‘Bon Appétit” for Christmas.
I miss my body. And I want to work out for as long as I can until sweat pours off of me. Again, I miss my body. A lot.
There really is no way to be prepared for the feeling of human life growing inside of you.
I think I’m going to love having this panini maker.
Also, never enough pesto in my life.
Or sun-dried tomato.
filigrees:
the other best “christmas song”.
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Day two of braids and I feel like a pixie, in a lovely way…tomorrow I’ll have to actually do something with my hair.
I’m not as young as I use to be. I actually feel tired now. Or in tonight’s case - past and way beyond tired. Sigh.
Wishing I could drink this holiday more than ever…
Note to self: no more pregnancies during the holiday season.
The f**k it did.
Sometimes I read other peoples perception of shared situations and I really wonder if we all speak the same language. I mean, really.
Homemade herbed biscuits + shepherds pie are a really good wintery meal. I win.
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We’re suppose to get like 24 inches of snow this weekend!
I get to be Santa next year. And there better be cookies, dammit. :)
That was me! →
Watching “My Big Breasts & Me” on BBC.
Twinkle lights are my favorite part of the season this year…
Finally saw Food Inc. tonight.
Jezus.
made a killer supper of parma-sage crusted pork chops, wild rice + steamed garlic broccoli. the end.
ps: think I’ll finish up tonight with a blackberry sorbet bar :)
when your relationship with your mother is a failure - it leaves you wondering if you’re going to fail as a mother.
room service in the penthouse overlooking the la hills … feels a bit like a dream. a dream my 23 year old self would have never understood <3
It’s been too long since I’ve been to a museum. Tragic.
“I just like to smile! Smiling’s my favorite.”
– Buddy the Elf