I got this in the mail today. I left it on Devon’s easy chair for when he got home, just for funsies. He laughed when he saw it. He’s like, “trying to tell me something?” *winkwink*. Weren’t not in any hurry or anything. Seriously we aren’t. I just couldn’t resist messing with him. And…..to keep …
Author: An Education in Domestication
Potato Soup and a Caprese Sandwich
So, I’m pretty proud of myself. By noon yesterday, I had done everything on my list that I wanted to do. So, by the time Devon brought lunch home around 1pm (his district closed two hours early), I was completely done and able to relax. I did everything, except actually make the soup I said …
Housewife Status
I kind of feel like I’m becoming a little…”housewifey” here. Which is not a bad thing. I feel like people take such a negative connotation of that word. It’s not a bad thing. I don’t feel I could do the stay at home thing because I like the thought of having a career and a …
Awesome News!
You know that moment when you have amazing news but, don’t want to share yet because you feel it might be jinxed if you do? Yeah, this is one of those times. And no, I’m not pregnant. More to come!!!
Progress, but not The Weighing Game
So, you guys. I’m super proud of myself. I’m fitting into my pants a bit better again! I’d say I probably have about an inch (maybe a little less) off my waist since I re-committed to eating better. YAY! I’d say that I stayed on the good eating wagon, maybe…..85% of the time? Which …
Me and my twin.
I sometimes forget how alike Devon and I are. I also sometimes forget that we both have the same reactions to things. I got a bit upset today about something. Admittedly, I was being a little overly sensitive but still, it upset me. As a result, I shut down, which I usually do. I don’t …
My Kinda Saturday Night
Domestication, huh? I don’t think you can get much more domestic than Devon in his easy chair next to me (on the couch), a sleeping cat next to me, Etsy on the iPad, Bewitched on the TV, and a glass of wine and a candle lit on the coffee table. You couldn’t pay me to …