Impressy

I mentioned my domestic-tivity yesterday. 

Fried chicken.  Clean sheets.  Hot breakfasts.  Folded towels in cabinets.   

I did cook chicken nuggets and BlueBox mac-n-cheese tonight just so as not to throw my family into a full blown shock from the healthy home-cooked from-scratch meals. 

Tonight though, I've been working on this.

I have a habit of starting things and then putting them away for awhile and then dragging them back out when the notion hits me.  And since I'm being all June Cleaver, then I dragged out the goods.

And I guess the boys thought it looked like fun.

And before I could lose my thread scissors for the 56th time, I was busy threading needles and tying off ends for the boys.

And smiling to myself as they tried to construct something out of leftover toille and black herringbone.  Cuties, I thought.

And then they showed me what they made.

Shut.My.Mouth.

The redheaded offspring made a shirt.  Albeit fit for a pirate wench, it is still a shirt.

And the eldest offspring made a pillow.  Complete with a monogram for his baby brother.

Impressed?  Me, too.

Their daddy?  Uh...not so much.

Shagadelic, Baby

Isn't she pretty?

I almost couldn't bear to part with her. She is so super shagadelic and all.

And can you believe that no one bought her? I'm still reeling in the shock of it all.

So she got boxed up with the rest of the stuff for donation after the yard sale. Poor thing. I feel bad for her. I may have to go buy her at the thrift store to spare her the embarrassment of sitting on their shelf for days.months.years. on end.

Bless her Austin Powers heart.

She's just so groovy, baby.

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The P&P bloggy give-away is heating up. I'm certainly not above a good comment hijacking...or throwing someone under a bus...or just good ole' fashioned trash talkin'.....so keep after it. Because it's kinda fun to see some of y'all's claws come out.

And all for Mr. Darcy.

Who I think is well-worth a good cat fight. Hiss.

Click here to get yourself in the running for the give-away. Or hijack more chances to win. Or talk some more smack.

I'm rigging up that whole random number thing Monday evening and picking the WINNER!

So get after it!! Mr. Darcy needs a good home.

I've Got a New Man

First of all, THANKS A MAZILLION! for all your sweet comments on this post. You really know how to perk a sister up. I heart y'all something crazy.

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In the world of my love life......

I'm over him. Kinda. It was time for Edward and I to go our separate ways. And though I still find myself pining after him, too many of my thoughts had been consumed with vegetarian vampirey goodness, and it was time that we moved on. Edward is, of course, as devastated by this break-up as I am.

So I've pacified my sad heart by turning to another.


And he is pretty amazing. I've been around the love block with him many-a-time, and I knew that he would be the one that could get me through these dark Edward-less days. So I grabbed this off my shelf...



And I have entrenched myself in my beloved Mr. Darcy. Oh. Be still my heart.

I totally buy into the whole "the book is always better than the movie" philosophy. Case in point: My Edward. He is still so much cuter in my head than he ever could hope to be in that movie. And though the movie was blissfully delicious....it doesn't hold a candle to those books. Because they are just that good.

BUT...

Jane Austin may have just met her match with Hollywood. Because that movie gets me every time. Take a look at this....but make sure you have a hankie handy....to either wipe your tears and/or your drool...whichever comes first.



You may now refer to me as Miss Bennet. Because Miss Edward Lover is so last yesterday.