Guess winter's finally here. Suck.
My room is FREEZING once again. I checked the thermostat this morning - 65 degrees downstairs, meaning my room is 3489 degrees colder. I've got 14 layers of clothes on, space heater going full blast, and electric blanket on high. I'm not leaving my bed today, unless I decide to continue my domestic goddess weekend in the kitchen. Homemade lasagna? Check. Butternut squash? Check. French toast with real maple syrup? Check. Next up - Chocolate chip oatmeal cookies. If I can make it downstairs without freezing.......
Thank goodness for reruns of Top Model and Project Runway.
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I think I'm tired of trying to do a daily blog blurb, so maybe I'll aim for weekly or something. And then I drafted something for th...
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Back to IST - jumped the Havas bus to Taksim Square and set off to find the apartment I'd rented through Airbnb. We got a little lost,... -
Him: You're like McDonalds. (Me thinking "Huh?") Him: I'm lovin it. No, actually I'm loving it.
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My friend Sabra put together a private class at Citrus Pear dinners over the summer, and I was stoked to try it out. You head to a local gro...
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