kdiddy: extreme wifey edition
Started this last night…
So, first things first: how are you guys? I’m okay. I’m very tired right now. But at least tonight I don’t have to talk myself out of going on a stabbing spree. That was last night, before I remembered that, once a month, my normal, bearable contempt for my fellow humans turns into BLINDING STABBING RAGE FLAMES! FLAMES! ON THE SIDE OF MY FACE! I did teach the baby some new and inventive ways to use the word “motherfucker” in a sentence, so I can’t say I haven’t been productive.
Speaking of the baby, he turned to me earlier and said, “Daddy makes you unhappy and poor.” I laughed heartily and then gave him a raise. He’d earned it…the cute little motherfucker.
Anyway, yes, the subject of this post. I’ve gone wildly Stepford the past few weeks. I think it all started when I said to my mom, “You know, I made some pretty tasty pumpkin puree and froze it. I could make the pumpkin pie this year.” Apparently what is an offer in my world is a throwing down of the gauntlet in the world of my mom and my grandmother. They’ve given me multiple opportunities to back out. Whatever, man. My pie’s going to be fucking awesome.
The last time I made cookies, I noticed that my cookie sheets were pretty gross. I’ve had them about 2.5 years and they’ve seen plenty of mishaps. I’ll still use them, but for more dirty jobs…say, catching whatever bubbles out of a casserole dish. So I bought some new cookie sheets and some of those nifty Silpat thingies so I don’t have to struggle with tearing parchment paper into strips to fit the sheets. Those came yesterday today.
So, to go with my upcoming pie baking and Cookie Baking Extravaganza ’08, I bought some aprons. Oh, yes.
WE ARE THE ROBOTS!
This darling thing and another Christmasy one that reminds me of one that my mom used to wear came from Boojiboo on etsy.
I’ve been on a small etsy/handmade binge lately. My buddy Cristina and I went to the Handmade Arcade a few weeks ago. I got a few Christmas gifts and a few things for myself, most notably this purse:
It’s by these folks, Ray-Min, and I absolutely adore it. It’s made out of vintage upholstery fabric. Know what that means? SCOTCHGARD!
I’m also rocking this necklace from etsy seller HouseThatCrowBuilt:
Jen posted it to We Covet a few weeks ago and I snapped it up immediately. Admittedly, that’s kind of a dick move since I write for that site, but whatever.
To top off my wifey-ness, I made a Bundt cake the other night. A Banana Caramel Bundt Cake to be exact. The bottom (top?) burned a little bit. I don’t know why. But other than that it’s pretty awesome.
It’s the little things. I get out of work at 3 p.m. today, which is awesome, but I noticed this morning that the day or two before a vacation I get very, “Who gives a fuck?” about getting out of bed on time. Like, we’re going to be off of work and school in a day so why bother going now? Clearly, I have some work to do in the whole maturity area. Also, the Boulevard of Allies reopened the other day and our commute is no longer a gigantic joke.
I should probably go take some valium now, right?
November 26th, 2008 at 1:01 pm
I love that you questioned which end was up on a bundt cake. It made me laugh.
The Stepford wife phase is fun and quite productive, but it always leaves me wondering, “Who am I?!” I hope you have a very nice Thanksgiving and that your pie kicks all the other pies’ asses. You know, if pies had asses. Ew. I’m leaving now.
November 26th, 2008 at 1:05 pm
ass pie!
November 26th, 2008 at 3:24 pm
umm, wow. uhh, i think i still remember how to boil water?
PS: you are SO deploying some of these awesome cookery/bakery/wifery skillz next month at the beach house. GET BACK IN THE KITCHEN, KELLY!
November 30th, 2008 at 11:28 am
yes ma’am!
November 26th, 2008 at 5:26 pm
The holidays make me a baking monster wife.
I made the pie from scratch, too. I’ve done it the past few years, you know, roasting my own pie pumpkins, etc. I have a great recipe if you’re ever interested…
Good luck on the pie!
November 30th, 2008 at 11:28 am
I’m always interested in recipes! send ’em over!
November 30th, 2008 at 12:15 am
Okay, so, you’re in the kitchen…you, um, aren’t barefoot, are you?
November 30th, 2008 at 11:27 am
I believe I was wearing socks and/or slippers and my uterus was definitely NOT gestating anything. 😉
December 3rd, 2008 at 3:17 pm
I covet your purse!