Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 29, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Here are some of my "want it now" duvet covers. All available at Crate & Barrel or macys
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
so, while i was in Bellingham this past weekend, my dad showered us with an unbelievably optimistic and cheery spring meal that made me ready to usher in some sunshine. my dad is an outstanding cook, full of amazing ideas and an intense passion for the craft. (not to mention he is one hell of a bartender!) i am constantly amazed at what he puts on the table before us! so here is a little “taste” of some of Rico’s menu from this weekend:
rum-glazed grilled shrimp started us off- dad makes it seem so easy. in his own words: “it's just 1 cup dark rum (I used Meyer's) 1 cup brown sugar combined in a small saucepan and at medium low heat. add a pinch of salt and 1/4 tsp. pepper and let simmer for a few minutes. grill some large peeled shrimp on skewers at medium-high heat for 2-3 minutes, flipping mid-way. brush on glaze during the grilling, both sides. finish the dish by applying more glaze and sprinkling a little lime zest and chopped cilantro before serving.”
dessert was a bowl of grilled apricots and nectarines topped with a scoop of vanilla bean ice cream, slathered in the rum glaze. of course, we added a nightcap of tawny port.
now. who wants to come over for dinner?
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Here is my list of 5 things I Love about being married and my 5 things I miss about being single.
4. Girls night - almost every weekend. Going out, getting tipsy and not having a care in the world. Ending the night with sleeping at a friend's house knowing a hangover breakfast is first on the agenda the next day.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
So yesterday I sit down at the salon and say to my lady, "I'm thinking red - what do you think?" She responds - "I'm scared. Not that it wouldn't look good on you (back peddle, back peddle, back peddle) but I've never colored your hair before and going to red will be such a shock for you." She continued on to say "I would have you sign a waiver if you really wanted to do it today but I think we should wait and just put some red highlights in to start." The red highlights were to give me a "glimpse" of the red color. 2 hours later I end up with a great cut, blonde highlighted hair and maybe 9 strands of this more brown than red color. The red strands are not like any of the colors in my previous post - so really no "glimpse" happened. Luckily though - she hid them well so my hair looks...well...the same.
Friday, March 20, 2009
exposed brick. cute bartenders. sweet potato fries with curry dipping sauce. lighting that makes anyone look good. cribbage. nuevo-pub style menu (i might have just made that up) including a caramelized onion sandwich and steak frites with aioli.
my cousin hilary is lucky enough to date the owner, Scott, who is a) adorable. b) an awesome bartender. and c) HILARIOUS.
all of this, my friends, is a recipe for HELL YES I WILL GO BACK.
in between ballard & fremont
4356 leary way NW seattle, WA 98107
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
1) oh...DEER! Can I tell you - I heart this brand. One because all of their shoes are so funky and unique. Second, they are realitively affordable. Especially if you go on http://www.onlineshoes.com/, as a ton of oh...DEER shoes are on sale. Of all the oh...DEER shoes out there, my lust is on these. Pink is so spring, bright and fun. I envision them going with a ton of bright tops. oh...DEER! Jet Hot Pink Crinkle
2) Aussie Red Licorice from my fav - Trader Joes. If you love licorice you will love, love these. They are so soft and so yummy. I like them so much, I usually end up buying some for work and some for home. Maybe that is why I'm training for a 1/2 marathon and still not seeing any significant change in my body...hmmm.
3) Ebay. Oh how I love thee. It is like a mini shopping spree everytime I go on there and minutes & hours just easily seep away. When you press the "watch this item" button it's almost like you've purchased it but have some time to think about it. Even better, when you are tired of your designer wear - just sell it on Ebay! Money in the pocket to spend on more fabulous items...I mean...put into your savings account...
4) The J Crew Lexington Jacket. This is my current obsession. I believe it is from the 2007 JCrew fall/winter collection, thus hard to come by considering we are in March of 2009. I will find it though - I am determined. I see this to be adorable with funky necklaces, loose tee-shirts, jeans and dresses.
5) Kate Spade Gwinnett Lane Creme. As mentioned previously I am not the most domestic wife. So when I got engaged and had an opportunity for a gift registry I was a little baffled. I don't even cook, so how am going to pick out cooking gadgets? However, when I found out that one of my favorite purse designers makes domestic goods I was beside myself in joy. The Kate Spade China is so colorful and makes my heart sing everytime I look at them.
6) The Crate & Barrell Bedside Carafe. During the day I usually end up dehydrating myself completely - not due to a sweat filled workout, rather my comsumption of Coke Zero and my Starbucks Skinny Caramel Macchiato. Thus, by the time I hit the bed, my body is in serious need of some H20. This crafty little thing has a cup that fits on top of the water holder - eliminating my 9 glasses of half empty cups of water spread throughout the house. Love it.
sometimes you just have to focus on the silver lining. maybe Oprah said that, maybe my mom did, or maybe it was in The Bathtub Reader i got for Christmas… probably all 3. but regardless, there is nothing more therapeutic than reciting some of life’s little joys to make us smile again. generally speaking, mine come in bottles, sealed with a cork. but, i decided to branch out and share a few small day-to-day items that make me happy. feel free to add some of your own in the comments section… the more ammunition we have to fight off grumpy baristas, pouring down rain, stubbed toes, broken cars, the hiccups, bad Tuesdays, seasonal affective disorder… the more the merrier! here's the small beginning of my would-be gigantic list:
peter bradley adams singing "Always"
buckley's in lower Queen Anne- $4 house chardonnay (Happy Hour 4:00- 6:00 pm )
French Rabbit wine... cheerfully disguised in a juice box.
colossal mascara makes me feel like brigitte bardot. one can dream.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Advice from the Orange Husband. Rules are important when dating if the other person is playing the game. That is, you gotta play the game to win the game. Such as, if he doesn't call within 3 days you don't answer and don't return his call for another 2 days. Single dudes are like uncaged beasts hunting on the Sahara Desert for fresh meat. We'll usually take down the weak one in the group. I mean, we really need to eat to live afterall. But, deep down we really want to go after the challenge that tastes better and leaves us wanting more. The moral of the story: make him work by not seeming like you are overly concerned what happens one way or another. Also, pick up dudes at funerals. Death is a natural aphrodisiac. Will Ferrell taught me that.
But, before I jump into my after-hours debacles...
I have to rave about Moshi Moshi, the sushi heaven we ravaged on Friday night in Ballard. Now, given I don’t like sushi, I will confidently say I do like their wine selection, their tempura and their unbelievable LED cherry blossom tree that serves as the centerpiece. The rest of the group dined on Seattle rolls, BBQ eel and yellowfin and judging by the collective sighs of satisfaction, you could say the consensus was clear: Moshi Moshi is a hit.
Back to the drunk dial. For a single lady, Friday night can end one of three ways: happily alone in bed- face washed, teeth brushed, tucked in with a glass of water and 2 Aleve. Or, happily NOT alone in bed- please fill in the blanks. OR, chomping down Street Meat with the girls, laughing hysterically at drunk conversations, scrolling through the Blackberry’s ultra-dangerous address book, sending texts that would NOT be sent in the light of day... Unfortunately, my evening landed somewhere in between #1 and #3, which brings us back to Boy.
The Drunk Dial. I am very glad he called because on some level, it means he was thinking about me. But on other levels, it means it took three days and some liquid courage for him to pick up the GD phone. Here is where I experience flashes of “He’s Just Not Into You” advice and the array of excuses I want to pathetically grant him. Although all of my friends say this whole phone call is a good sign, I can’t help but feeling I would like even better signs- like maybe him calling on a Thursday afternoon just to say hi. Or making a date with me when he’s completely sober. For the record, we did make plans for next Friday… but here’s where it gets even more tricky and walking the fine line of ridiculous. Will he remember making plans with me? Do I follow up? Do I ask him if he remembers? Should I still assume we're going...?
Oh for god's sake. I'm throwin' in the towel on this one.
However, this night was different - eye opening moment #1. I was still awake and ready to go with a bottle and a half in my belly. However, that all ended abruptly when the husband picked me up (yes, he is amazing). It was an impossible combination: lots of vino and a smooth ride in a Corolla from Fremont to W. Seattle. However, magically before the eye lids shut my brain did work for one last second. I turned to my husband and requested McDonald's asap: double cheeseburger meal to be exact. Eye opening moment #2: it is 1:30am, my husband is in bed and here I am, drunk and alone at the kitchen table eating every last fry. Did I feel just a tad pathetic, yes. This picture described my feelings well:
I remember in my single days - when drunk food happens, usually you are surrounded by those that went out with you and you all end up crashing at one person's house. However, now married, I have a house, dogs, husband and a kitchen table to return to. I do have to say though - those McDonald's double cheeseburgers still do the trick. Soak up all the vino - love it.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
And those wrinkles they don't just come out with any old iron...you need 400 little steam holes to flatten those bad boys out. Me - 1 pt, Wrinkles - 0 pt.
Or, "good food is the way to a man's heart."
And how about "why buy the cow when they can get the milk for free?"
But I swear to god. All day long, I've heard my mom's voice in my ears with this one: "Don't live your life around a man. Let HIM live his life around YOU."
And guess what I'm doin' all damn day long? You guessed it.
It's really unfortunate, because I don't want to be hyptonized by the little red light on my phone... but I just am. I am, I am, I am. So, what now? This is pretty tricky, this waiting game. Do I call? Text? Facebook? Ask him out? Or do I let him? Or do I keep myself supremely busy and important and popular as to not remember that the only person I want to be popular with isn't calling. Please. Leave your solutions on my doorstep.
In the meantime...
I'm off to Happy Hour!