Happy Birthday to mah Hubby!!

Today, He-of-the-good-ideas has a birthday.

He is my sweetheart, my rock, my cheerleader, my confidant... the most sweet and wonderful man and I am blessed to call him my friend and my husband.

He asked for one thing for his birthday. He never asks for anything for his birthday. But this year he sent me an email from work saying he would really like Apple TV for his birthday gift. I knew nothing of what it was or what it did, but he said he really wanted it so I decided he should have it! I went online and ordered it right away and it was in my hands 4 business days later!

So today after we got home from work, I gave him a card with a clue, that led him to his first gift (a new cutting board) that I had taped another clue on that led him to the wrapped Apple TV hidden in the shower. He's a very happy guy and I'm really glad he loves his presents!

Happy birthday darlin! I love you!

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Grocery Store Savings FAIL

I was at the grocery store last night picking up some things for the birthday dinner I am making for He-of-the-good-ideas this weekend as well as picking up a few things we had run out of. We love to marinade pork in Kikkoman Teriyaki sauce and when I went to pick out a new bottle I saw that it was on sale. Score. Not a great sale, about 10 cents off, but I like saving money where I can. Then I noticed the bottle next to it (Roasted Garlic), had a shelf sticker advertising it being on sale as well…





Now, math has never been my strong suit but I am fairly sure THAT is not a good deal. And no, I didn't tell the store about the sign… by the time I checked out it was 9:45pm and I just wanted to go home. Besides, the people that are at Customer Service at that time of night are usually just the ones who drew the short straw for scheduling and don't want to be there, let alone deal with customers with random issues.

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Wordless Wednesday - That's a LOT of snow!

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Sick Day DIY

Yesterday I stayed home from work with some sort of icky stomach bug. It seems to have (mostly) passed and I am still not 100% but I went in to work today since the thought of my work potentially building up gives me hives.

Even though yesterday was a day of weak tea and doggie snuggles, I actually took the chance to poke through a few things in my sewing/craft/yoga room.

Firstly, I repurposed an empty salad dressing jar that He-of-the-good-ideas sighed when I washed and kept once it was empty. Now it has a nice sparkly ribbon affixed to the lid and it holds hot-glue sticks. Useful and pretty! Packrats unite!

Then I made this...

... srsly cute pincushion! It is an empty tuna can with popping corn in the bottom (for weight) and a scrap of fabric stuffed with the innards of a dog toy that didn’t make it. Oh, and a piece of black satin ribbon to help disguise the can. I really could have taken more time to make the ribbon look more polished, but I was feeling cruddy and just wanted results in my hands.

Then I spied my collection on thread on the windowsill.

I have asked He-of-the-good-ideas to make me a spool rack and he says he will. I believe him; I just don’t know that I will see it completed and hanging up any time soon. Since it isn’t good for thread to live in direct sunlight like it has been, I figured the spools would be best boxed up.

(Oh, the H on some of the spools is a reminder to me that there is only a little bit left on the spool and to only use it for hand sewing)

The box itself was saved from Christmas because it reminds me of the surprise and glee I felt when I first unwrapped it. I was (am) the happy recipient of a pretty Coach wristlet that He-of-the-good-ideas thought of all on his own! Clever husband.

Then I stuck pins in my new pincushion

And with my work surface all nice and tidy, I felt the urge to cut some fabric. So I made a scrunchie. Yes, I said a scrunchie.

Why a scrunchie you ask? I mean the 90’s are far behind us and I am not stuck in a time warp. Well, if I shower and dry my hair before bed, when I wake up in the morning I am met with a shockingly unflattering nest of hair. Tying it back with an elastic leaves that kink in my hair that I am not a fan of, and a scrunchie seemed like a good solution. So another scrap of fabric from my stash was hauled out, trimmed and cut and stitched into a hair accessory worthy of slouch socks and off the shoulder sweatshirts!

Let’s not forget the scrunchie as a fashion accessory!

Now I am one totally rad stylin’ sleepin gal!

As far as sick days go, it was pretty "meh" but I did accomplish a couple things while puttering around and staying close to that room with porcelain throne.

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I wish to sup upon a coconut

In April of 2009 I made my first trip to a tropical destination. He-of-the-good-ideas and I along with 3 other couples went on an all-inclusive vacation Cuba for a week (I call it our honeymoon since we didn’t take a big vacation after we were married the year before). I loved the heat most of all, but second to that, the experience of drinking the sweet milk of a coconut through a hole hacked into the top by a sweet Cuban man who spoke no English.  I remember standing in the middle of this sweet little clutch of buildings that made up the home of this quaint little family and reluctantly taking a sip of the nectar inside a freshly picked coconut, just handed to me. I figured I would be polite and take a taste, already bracing myself for what I imagined was a sweetness so foul. Then... hmmmmh. Well isn’t that lovely? The milk of a fresh coconut is indeed sweet, though not as I expected. It is fresh and light and simply delicious and oddly refreshing.

And on this chilly day that has followed so many other cold days, with thoughts of tropical vacations dancing through my mind and the memory of the delicate nectar of a fresh coconut on my tongue, I long to get away. It isn’t in the cards for us this year so instead I’ll put up the heat a little, close my eyes and dream of tropical sun on my skin.



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Orange Juice vs. Erections

So He-of-the-good-ideas and I are watching tv tonight (okay, his eyes are closed and I am mastering the art of surfing the internet while the tv is on) when I hear a commercial with a familiar catchy tune...

Okay... so am I the only one who hears that song and immediately thinks of THIS commerical?

I love orange juice. To be specific, I love Tropicana orange juice. To the point where He-of-the-good-ideas and I regularly buy 8 litres of it at a time. So now, whenever I go to pour myself a glass of that sweet orange nectar does this mean my poor tiny brain is going to think about erections?

Well, lets certainly hope so!

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Happy Furry Prognosticator Day!

It is the second day of February. As such, it's the day when we look to a member of the rodent family – the groundhog – to allow us to blindly celebrate or curse the reaction of said rodent to his shadow. WTF. What sort of people are we that celebrate this perfectly weird thing? I grew up hearing about Shubenacadie Sam and watched the news every February 2^nd to see if he saw his shadow.

My region is in the middle of a wild snowstorm right now, but it didn’t start till just after lunch and it would seem that we are set to have an early spring. We shall see!

Oh that snowstorm... well, this was our deck a couple hours ago:

The snow has been falling steadily since and the table is even deeper under a snow duvet. It was a great time to hang out in a got tub though! However getting out was really hard!!

Happy Groundhog Day everyone!

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