Kites In The Bedroom


In both of my children’s bedrooms, I wanted to do something fun. In both cases, I simply took kites from World Market and hung them from the ceiling.


The kites are sold at World Market. They are $24.99 for the large ones. I always look for a coupon when I shop there (either 10% off or $10 off $30 purchase). They also had this cool Chinese Dragon one that would be neat hanging from the ceiling.


My son got the dragon kites. Two large ones. And one cute baby.


My daughter has the butterfly kites. Two babies and one large one.


They have held up remarkably well. I think they have been up for four years. I still think they look great.


They add an element of fun and complete the room for a reasonable expense.

Have you decorated with something unexpected? Please tell!

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More Than Slightly Obsessed

This is an extra post today. It is here, because I need help identifying an article of clothing…I received a Pottery Barn Teen Catalog in the mail yesterday. This happens. I have a teenager. I have purchased from Pottery Barn before. I usually do not ever get around to looking at it.


But this cover caught my eye. That blouse! The overalls. I have searched and searched the internet looking for this magnificent top. Does anyone, anyone at all, know where this blouse is from? I am in love. It is gorgeous. Just divine. Please leave a comment if you know where to get it! Thank you so much!

I opened the catalog and I was blown away with the cool new designs by Stylists and Designers Emily Current and Meritt Elliot.


Look at this gold dotted duvet. I would rock this. Unfortunately it does not come in my bed’s size.


Have you ever seen anything so adorable? Me neither. I want one. Need one.


I want this clothing rack like my dog, Ollie, wants an ice cube. So badly, I can almost taste it.

They also have the cutest bunny lamp. I will not be getting this. Yesterday I wore my bunny shirt from Anthropologie, and I took pictures of my child with my bunny iphone case. Later, I thought to myself, I must have looked like a nut. All bunny, all of the time. But if you are not all ready in bunny overload… This lamp is “wonderful.”

And the denim chaise they are selling is very cool.

What do you think? I realize I am too old for a teen catalog, but my heart is young. I love it all. And please, please let me know if you have seen the top from the first picture.

* All photos in this post were taken from Pottery Barn Teen website. They are not affiliated with this post in any way.

It’s The Little Things: Le Creuset


About seven years ago, my husband purchased my first Le Creuset piece for me for a Christmas present. It was bright green. I was in love. I use it about three times a week. It conducts heat so beautifully. I think cooking in something pretty makes cooking more fun. It also helps that Le Creuset is a functioning dream.


Le Creuset is expensive. You can find seconds at Home Goods and on eBay. I was content with my one piece. But then at Christmastime last year, Rue La La had an amazing sale.


The sale was on Le Creuset. If I can remember right, the pieces were around 45% off. And in the beautiful blue color that I adore. Free shipping was also part of the offer. When the boxes arrived (I ordered three pieces for my husband to give me for Christmas), the box said it cost $75 to ship! Wow! We saved a ton of money! I purchased a larger dutch oven.


This is perfect for large roasts, pots of soup, and when I double my beef stroganoff. I use it all of the time.

I also purchased a skillet. This is the item I am not impressed with. All of my food sticks to it. Do you have a skillet like this? What am I doing wrong? I really need help with this one.


Amazon carries Le Creuset, but you have to wait for a great price. I am watching this yellow Le Creuset pot, but I doubt it will ever reach the discount I received on my last pot.

Do you own any Le Creuset? What is your favorite recipe to cook in it?

It’s the little things: beautiful products to cook in. It truly makes cooking more fun!


P.S. An update: last week I did a post on crushed garlic. Brynne asked me if this was was carried at Trader Joe’s. I was told in the comments by Alissa that they do carry it. I was there two days ago and snapped this picture in the frozen vegetable aisle. I was so excited to see it and also ecstatic to try the frozen chopped basil in the future. I bought some of that to try in recipes later! So, thank you Brynne for the question. And thank you Alissa for the answer. I love learning something new! : )

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And My Romantic Home

A Lion Of A Lie


We used to have a cat. “Kitty.” That was her name. She was mine for three days before I met my husband. But “my cat” she stayed. Therefore, she was my responsibility.

Kitty had problems. She was skittish. She hated people. And she liked to ruin things.

Mostly anything and everything that we cherished and loved.

We decided we needed to get her declawed (being young, we did not understand how gruesome this was. Please forgive our stupidity). In speaking with a guy I worked with (let’s call him Dan), I mentioned we needed to take Kitty to the vet. We did not have a cat carrier. This being an actual conversation we had. And probably the liveliest one of the day.

He kindly offered up his mother’s cat carrier (’cause he lived with her, of course). And a deal of sorts was struck. In exchange for the use of his cat carrier, I would cook him Pepper Bellies the next week. Yes, this actually happened. And, yes, that is actually what I served him. This being the fanciest thing I knew how to make at the time (I was twenty one. Pregnant. And clueless).

Well, being the procrastinators that my husband and I are, the deadline to return the cat carrier came and went. Dan was frantic. He really needed that cat carrier back. This leads to many questions and images for another day. But, the problem was, we still had not taken the cat to the vet. So, I did what any sane person would do. I returned the cat carrier to Dan…

And I lied.

“Thank you so much for lending this to me, Dan. I really appreciate it. Kitty is having such a hard time of it. She has bandages up to her chest. Your carrier was a lifesaver.” I driveled to him some such nonsense.

And then, after I dumped on him that outrageous lie, I proceeded to invite him over for dinner…The next night.

It was on that night that I realized maybe Dan would notice that not only did Kitty not have bandages all the way up her appendages. But that she did not have any bandages at all. And that she still had a full set of perfectly capable claws.

I thought about bandaging her up, but being that she still had her claws, this seemed like a bad idea…For me.

So, we locked Kitty upstairs in our guest bedroom and waited for Dan to make his appearance. She had her cat box in there and plenty of food and water (in case you were worried).

He arrived and I cooked him up a marvelous batch up Pepper Bellies. I even let him take home the leftovers. I am nothing if not generous. And an atrocious liar.

We sat down in our living room and made conversation. I am sure it was just as entertaining as how this night initially started. As all of our conversations were back then.

Now, what you need to know about our living room, is that it looked right up onto our guest bedroom door.

As we were conversing, Kitty began to bang on the door.

My husband and I looked at each other. We shrugged.

“Don’t worry,” I told Dan. “We wanted her locked up so she wouldn’t hurt her bandages.”

Kitty began to screech at the door.

We ignored it. Dan, at this point, was staring at the guest room door above his head.

Kitty began to claw at the door.

I began to talk louder.



“Screech! Scratch!

I talked louder.



My husband exited the conversation and just stared at me in a stupor.


Dan was no longer paying attention. His gaze was directed to the guest bedroom door. It sounded like a lion was trapped behind it.

The door burst open!

Kitty tore down the stairs. Her claws digging into the carpet. The sound of them echoing throughout the house. She came to a halt in front of us.

Perfectly happy again. Perfectly healthy. Perfectly without bandages. She arched her back, looked Dan in the eye, and began to claw the carpet.

Dan looked at me. I shrugged. We did not say another word.

He left shortly after, taking his pepper bellies and my dignity with him. The door closed. My husband and I turned and looked at each other. We burst out laughing.

Our living room turned into a hyena den.

The lion looked at us in disgust.