Do you know what's stressful?
Being a grownup.
Grownups have to pick out cooking ranges.
Instead of trips to Bali or Christian Louboutin's,
I'm picking out a cooking appliance.
My youth = officially dead.
Sometimes it seems movies or books that are trying to "make a change" and shake things up are preaching to the choir. Oftentimes, these movies or books are distributed at health food stores, farmer's markets, or independent movie houses. The marketing can be edgy, youthful, or downright stand-offish to anyone even remotely leaning to the right. While I think it is important to educate those of us who already feel there is a need to change, I think it is really important to get people on the bandwagon that might have been alienated by the rhetoric, marketing, or political affiliation these marketing mediums tout.
I've been on a quest since my celiac sprue diagnosis to find a biscuit that could hold up to the rigors of my biscuit expectations. These expectations include flakiness, a perfect medium for sweet and/or savory sauces/gravies/honey/jam/butters/jellies, and to be the antithesis of tough.
We were so lucky to get this surprise in the mail!
I'm taking a mental vacation today!
Happy St. Patrick's Day!

I put that coupon Anthropologie sent me for my birthday to good use!

It's pretty difficult to find a restaurant, actually ANY restaurant in Utah, that is delicious, has a liquor license, and won't cost your entire chunk of fun money for the month. It's even more difficult to find a menu that will cater to the needs of a very diverse crowd of dietary restrictions/diseases/lifestyles. So where can you go in good ol' Salt Lake, have a glass of wine, and choose from a menu that would make any gluten-freegan, vegan, or carnivore salivate like a Pavlovian German Shepherd?


These simple necklaces from Alyson Fox are so simple and lovely!
I've been getting a little freaked out for a nanosecond for the past few mornings the moment I exit my house and rush to my car on my way to work. The sky will be light and glowing, not the pitch black frigidness I've been stumbling through to my car all winter. I get anxious because my circadian rhythm says, "Great. You are so totally late! Look how light it is outside!"
I'd never even heard of Shepherd's Pie until I was in the middle of the 4th grade lunch line. Stepping out of the queue to see mounds of grayish ground beef speckled with the lonely carrot or pea and covered in instant mashed potatoes sail by on my classmates' lunch trays did not make me excited that I'd forgotten my lunch that day. I still curse that day, come to think of it...

Well, it's been over half a year since our little wedding
I love these little mustache cups!
I have religiously watched the Oscars every year since I was a little girl. I couldn't give one fig about the actual winners or losers, it was ALL about the red carpet and the dresses. Oh lord, the dresses.


How lovely are these pieces from LesEnfantsSauvages?
I'm going to try and focus on awesome and amazing things
