Suckers

A week or two ago I put my basement couches on Craigslist, asking for $200, and didn't get any action. Today I put them on again, asking for $195, and sold them within the hour.

See Why I Married Him?

A casual conversation over lunch yesterday:

Ben: Parts of this pizza are the surface temperature of a black hole, and other parts are icy cold.

Kim: I didn’t know black holes were hot.

Ben: They are. Billions of degrees.

The Headboard Project

Sometimes when I’m reading Rebecca’s blog, I click the link for Jordan’s blog. And sometimes when I’m reading Jordan’s blog, I click the link for Ashlynn’s blog. The other day I was reading Ashlynn’s blog and I came across a link to this girl’s blog with pictures of her very own homemade headboard.

Feeling a little gutsy, I made the trek to Joann’s yesterday to check out what fabric I would use if I were going to make myself a headboard. That’s when I came across this little pamphlet, which claims that making an upholstery-covered headboard only requires a skill level of 1. Now that’s my kind of project.

Turns out the pamphlet was right. About 15 minutes and $30 later, I had made my very own headboard.




I probably should have ironed the fabric first, but I'm too lazy for ironing. All in all, I'd say this was the easiest project ever.

My Righteous Husband

One of my favorite things about Ben is the way he pronounces the word “measure.” He says MAY-sure, like he’s practicing to be a general authority. So even though he’s singing along to his heavy metal music and using power tools in our basement right now, I can’t help but think about how righteous he is because he’s may-suring the distance between studs.

Complaining

Liam has only been sick a handful of times, but 100% of the time he gets sick on a Wednesday. Yesterday he came down with his fourth or fifth cold, and I’m wondering how coincidental it is that Wednesday comes three days after he goes to nursery.

This should make me happy that Liam doesn't go to daycare or preschool or have any friends, but instead I'm just feeling bitter.

Just Wondering

Do you think that when Johnny Depp goes to a Halloween party, he dresses up like Jack Sparrow? And if he goes to a Halloween party with Orlando Bloom, do you think they both go as pirates or do you think Orlando goes as Legolas?

I hope Orlando goes as Legolas.

Tall, Tall, Really Tall

Remember my nephew, Jacob? He’s hoping to be a rock star someday, so his dad took him to the recording studio to see what the little guy could do. Jacob came up with this fabulous rendition of “Once There Was a Snowman,” which Liam has listened to no less than 200 times in the last 24 hours.



Liam stands here staring at the computer screen with a huge grin on his face, and as soon as the song is over he says, “Again!”

Is it just Liam, or do all two-year-olds worship five-year-olds?

Hoping I Live to Be 240 Years Old

When Ben and I got married, we decided to start saving all of our loose change and storing it in a bucket. We called the bucket our “Europe Fund” and hoped that someday we would have enough money for a trip to Europe.

Today I decided it was time to cash in the Europe Fund so we could get an idea of how long we’re going to have to save our pennies before we plan our trip. Do you want to guess how much five years’ worth of loose change adds up to?

$71.04.

Seriously? A bucket of coins that probably weighs 40 pounds is only worth $71.04? I guess this means we’ll be able to go to Europe in just over 211 years.

My Version of Heaven

My favorite thing about hosting Book Club is that when it’s over, I’m left with extra treats and a clean house.

Experimenting with Red

I read somewhere that almost anyone could be a redhead, and that I just had to find the right shade of red for my skin. After my last two attempts, though, I was pretty convinced that no shade of red would ever be right for me. My skin was too pink, I decided. I was destined to be a brunette for the rest of my life.

I gave it one last chance yesterday, and I think I might have found my color. I call it “darker, more subtle red with black underneath.” Liam calls it "black and o-jange." Ben thinks it's hot, and that's really all that matters.

Now if I could just figure out what to do with all of these bangs…