Showing posts with label way cute house stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label way cute house stuff. Show all posts

9.28.2009

Or this...



I love them both, but I love the Martha Stewart box better... but I can only find it in red =( Nowhere is selling it in the tiffany blue!

I know I haven't posted a real entry lately, but I am exhausted. Will later.

9.26.2009

You know I want this...


Don't tell me that's not the cutest recipe box/cards you've ever seen, cause I know you'd be lyin'.

Courtesy of moontreepress @ etsy.

9.16.2009

Lovin' this

I have recently fallen in love with the credenza. They are absolutely brilliant in that vintage 1970s Brady Bunch house style. I need one, and I need one that particulary resembles this one:




I know you love it.


Robert and I have been discussing furniture as of late. We were going to receive a few pieces from a friend of his sister's, but it kinda fell through because of all of our busy schedules and lacking resources; however, we evaluated and between the two of us we have quite a bit of furniture. More, in fact, than will probably fit in the potential tiny apartment we'll be living in when we are first married. (I already have the place in mind, exactly, and if we end up moving somewhere else, my dreams will be shattered)


For now, the only things we really plan on buying are a new bed (we want a queen, we're fatties and need our space) along with the mattress set, and possibly new dining chairs. Maybe. Big maybe. That's really about it in terms of large furniture. Of course, we're totally depending on those shower gifts for things like lamps and so on and so forth, so, we'll see. That's also what our "nest fund" savings account is for.


In other news, I think next week I'm going to look into buying a GRE practice book.. I've got to start doing some major preparing if I want to get into a good grad school.. because, this, my friends, will give Robert and I some light on what path we'll be taking after I graduate next fall. Where will we go? Nobody knows. Only the Lord.


But as much as we gripe and complain, we'll definitely miss this little place.




9.12.2009

First and foremost

I need everyone to know that I am in love with this spice rack:




I thought the one I registered for was love at first sight, but I didn't give the others a chance! I love love love this. As a former Biology major (and still a bit of a science geek), I truly appreciate the style.

On another subject, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MR. PRESIDENT! And by that I mean, Lauren Rose, my bff! She is 22 years young today and we are going to celebrate after I get the heck out of this office.

PS.. have I mentioned how much I can't wait for the fall? I'm already looking for a cute coat, so, let me know if you spot one!

8.17.2009

personal finance virginity

so, i've learned quite a bit about personal finance in the last couple of years. when you don't have very much money, you want to take that tiny bit of money and turn it into a lot, right? right. well, since i've had a checking account, i've always had a savings account, but, unfortunately, i've never been one to put much into savings, and i've never really earned much from this alleged savings. however, since robert and i got engaged, we've both been putting back a little money each month into a small credit union savings account. well, thanks to fellow savvy blog lady, mrs. newlywed, i have discovered the word of ING savings accounts. yeah, yeah, don't get political and preachy on my blog, guys, because, i did my research and robert and i decided that it was better to move our savings there. which is quite exciting. i also bought 'mutual funds for dummies' *don't judge me* and plan on making that my next personal assignment.

on a completely different note, i have been looking for some clothes for robert on ebay, because, really, let's be honest, that's the best place to find exactly what you want, in the correct size, and at not full price. besides, my love is very picky about clothes, so, why am i going to spend $60 on a pair of pants that he will not wear?

today, lauren and i had lunch at red lobster cause we've both been way craving fish for some reason. i love fish, and especially now that i can have 'semi sold' food. i ordered blackened tilapia with a baked potato (not that i expected to even get to touch it) and i forgot about the damn cheddar biscuits. so, of course, i made an attempt to eat one. i also forgot about the salad. what is this, america? why can't you just eat one plate of food at a time, and not fourteen? sheesh. either feed me the salad, or feed me the fish. however, i purposely "forgot" that i can't eat lettuce yet, mostly because i have been doing fine with it, but technically it's supposed to be too fibrous to digest right now. but, to make a long story short, i ate half the salad and a fattygreasycheesybutsofreakinggood biscuit, and was too full to eat anything else. so, i packed it up, and it's waiting for me for dinner!

i don't know if any of you reading this (if anyone reads this?) knows that i love to cook. i love it. i could spend all day cooking a seven course meal, and despite the pains in my legs and the heels of my feet, i would love every minute of it. so, of course, i decided to look for a blackened tilapia recipe on my all time favorite recipe website, allrecipes.com. i chuckled to myself when i found one called 'blackened tilapia with secret hobo spices'. okay, i thought, hobo spices. is that some sort of cultural thing? something culinary i've never heard of? no, sir! the person that posted the recipe actually found it in the pocket of a sleeping hobo beside some railroad tracks. well, we'll test his flavors and see if he's got potential.




alsooo... *drumroll* .. here is a picture of two of the sherbet glasses in the beautiful amazing gorgeous set of navy blue depression glass. i went and put a deposit on them today and they will be mine all mine next month! and by mine all mine i mean mine and robert's.

lastly, but definitely not least important, i am now in love with the bravo show 'flipping out' hysterical. kelsey, if you ever read this, this man is you in ten years.