Hey! Look what I did!
I was feeling crafty, so I blew some eggs, cracked off the tops, added some seeds and dirt, and voila! Fresh thyme and basil. Yum. I also planted some rosemary, but that one didn’t turn out so good.
It was a bad egg, I guess.
Archive for April, 2009
Apr
12
2009
New Favorite Blog!
by AndreaA while ago, I received an award from the delightful Miss E of Oniomania. Thanks again! I didn’t know who to pass it on to because it seemed that most of the blogs I read had already received it. But a while ago, I happened upon the loveliest little hidden gem of a blog, Brightens Up In The Evening. I LOVE THIS BLOG!
It’s written by two girls in Finland, Flanelli and Ruhvana, and it is full of gorgeous, dreamy photos. Here’s a preview:
I love blogs with lots of delicious things to look at, which is why I’m passing this award onto Ruhvana and Flanelli. Please visit their blog, I’m sure you’ll love it.
Apr
9
2009
Ballad of Bilbo Baggins
by AndreaI know that some of my nerdier male relatives will disown me for saying this, but I’m just not a fan of The Lord of the Rings. I haven’t read the books. Probably never will. The first movie was ok, I fell asleep during the second, and the third was a forgettable blur of giant elephants. I think I would have liked the movies more if A: the sexual tension between Sam and Frodo had ever been resolved (Brokeback Mount Doom, haha), and B: if it had musical numbers. With really sweet dance moves, and matching sweatshirts. And Leonard Nimoy.
Apr
8
2009
Prairie skirt
by AndreaIn an effort to break loose from my uniform of long-sleeved t-shirts and stretchy pants, I bought a long black skirt. It’s long, covers me up, and isn’t sweats! Hurrah! Still, I haven’t worn a long skirt since my days playing Cecily from The Importance of Being Earnest in high school, so I was a little nervous. It’s out of my comfort zone, ok? Also, it kind of reminds me of the dresses that the polygamist women in Texas wear, or Nicki’s wardrobe on Big Love.
prairie chic by andreastaats on Polyvore.com
I ventured out with Kurt to the grocery store. I told him that people were going to think I was his youngest wife. Well, maybe if we were in southern Utah. Incidentally the only other woman at the store wearing a floor-length skirt was an Old Believer, which is kind of like Alaska’s version of the Amish, except for um… they’re not Amish. They don’t even look Amish. But they both wear long dresses and cover their heads! So there.