Drool

Here are some things I'm lusting over today :)

I have his little brother.  It's just not the same.  Soups, stews, bouillabaisse, oh-me-oh-my-oh.

 

My cake decorating creations could live in here.  Enough said.

So cute, so pretty. 

These would kind of make me feel like Dorothy.  Maybe at that price I'll be hitting the yellow brick road sooner rather than later. If only it would warm up about 50 degrees.

Okay back to the real world now......

Got Me Thinking

Yesterday felt like a whirlwind day. It’s funny how you can go have so many feelings all in one 24-hour period.

Fear: My day started with needing to go to the basement to get something out of the freezer. Why is it that I need to run up the stairs like someone jumped out of the corner and is chasing me with an ax? Honestly, our house is new. We do not have a giant old scary basement with lots of little rooms. It is big and bright with windows. At camp when I was little someone told a scary story about someone breaking into their house and hiding in their basement, only to come up when they left the house. It’s forever imbedded in my brain. I think when I’m eighty I’ll be running up the stairs with my Life Alert the same way I do now.

Sadness: Someone close to me lost their job the day before yesterday. I want to help so badly but know that no matter what I do they are still being affected on so many levels. With everything you hear about the economy I feel like it has finally hit home a little for me.

Excitement: My hubby and I decided to finally take the plunge and get underground sprinkling. I am sick of trying to water the lawn. This is something I generally couldn’t care less about….but I don’t want to be the ugly house on the street anymore. We are the only house to not have it and I’m starting to feel like the ugly step-kid.

Love: I had a hard time sleeping last night. My racing mind wouldn’t calm down. The hubby of course is snoring away. Although, I think that even in his deep sleep he usually knows when I’m not. He reached over and held my hand, and I was out in no time. Such little things make me feel so blessed to be married.

Welcome!

So I decided to make a blog...

I've been kind of resistant because I was unsure how much I actually had to write about. However, in reading others I think it would be neat to have a "diary" of sorts.  Also, it would be nice to comment without seeming like an anonymous creeper.  So welcome to my little life in West Michigan.  If you've ever met anyone from Michigan and they want to tell you where they live they hold up their hand (like a mitten) and point.  It's really quite characteristic of a true Michigander.  Or is it Michiganian?  Whatever. 

This blog will basically be about all things that I love.  I'm a married 20-something girl living in a 50's housewife's body.  I love to cook, bake, be at home, and think about eventually having a baby. I'm originally from Ann Arbor and although I live in West Michigan, my Ann Arbor ways have followed me.  Somewhere between 10 and 20 times a day I ponder what it would be like to have a Whole Foods or Trader Joe's.  This would be both a blessing and a curse.  I love to play the "grocery game" which I'm sure I will tell you about in a later.  "Grocery Game" and Whole Foods are NOT friends.  However, I still proudly sport my Whole Foods green bags around Meijer.  Maybe I think that one day a developer will see it in Meijer and think we need a Whole Foods too.  A girl can dream.  

Thanks for reading!!!!