Tids + Bits

+nothing says summer like the crack of the bat and cheering for the hub's softball team.  I've got such a big crush on that catcher right there ;)
+said hubs caught one with his eyebrow during batting practice...check out the stitches from the ball permanently etched into his skin...what a man, what a catch.
+totally photobombed my kitty.
+turquoise skinnies, chambray shirt, top knot...we're talking end-of-the-school-year casual here.  linking up here today.  

sick day buddy

Not much to say here.
We are sick and laying low.We've thwarted an ant invasion in the kitchen, taken a strong decongestant which has made us loopy, dizzy, and slightly paranoid.We've taken little naps by the pool complete with straaaaaange dreams.



And we made this quick and easy recipe for lunch a la my friend Jess... Spinach linguineSaute 2-3 cloves minced garlic with anywhere from 1/2 to 1 whole stick of butter.
Add in 2 packages thawed creamed spinach, 3/4 cup sour cream, and 1 cup Parmesan cheese.
(I eyeball these amounts, and throw in a few handfuls of fresh spinach if I have it).Boil some linguine al dente, drain, toss, and serve up with some garlic bread.

(I'm linking up with Serenity Now today.)

tids + bits

 

 +hoard much?  apparently my cvs couponing habit has created a monster of its own in the form of shampoos, lotions, deodorant, you name it.  We are in the middle of our first bathroom gut and remodel, so it's time to consolidate and organize.

+so happy to get my inpink goodies in the mail that I won from a sweet giveaway on thedaybook.  I got 2 pairs of earrings...not quite sure how to style them...I'll show ya later and you all can be my personal stylists.

+Cleo is so blue because her she knocked her prized golf ball down the basement stairs and now she can't roll it around on the kitchen floor anymore :(

+I like to garden on my living room floor.  Yay for my little seed babies growing so well!  Started 50 more and tried my hand at dividing some of the clumped ones.  Hope they take!

+blue/mint on the nails this week for Easter, along with the signature teacher look of purple marker on my fingers.  I love my job.

+been sporting the bun quite a bit lately since my hair is long enough now.  We watched the King of Queens episode a few weeks ago where Carrie is into wearing her hair in a bun and Doug totally hates it and thinks it destroys her hottness completely.  Husband laughed through the whole episode and now I'm kinda self conscious.  I love the bun...chic, sophisticated, and so "in" right now.  But to everyone else, do I look like a deranged librarian?  Is it wrong if I'm ok with that?

 

I'm linking up with Alycia...click the button below!

Keeping the Spark in our Marriage...an Electric Valentine's Recap

May I take just a moment of your time to swoon over my sweet hubs?  He's such a keeper.

I had pretty much the most craptastic day on Tuesday and slumped my way home from work with a shred of hope in my heart that I could spend a little time with my honey.  We hadn't made any plans for the big day or anything, but I was hoping to maybe catch a tv show or 2 on the couch under a blanket?  That would have been sufficient-enough love therapy for me.  Little did I know...

I opened my front door, greeted by ferocious-kitty in her usual prance by the stairs and simultaneously the MOST INCREDIBLE smell wafting from the kitchen...you know what I'm talking about...THAT smell....the smell of garlic...and butter...cooking together. 

Then I turn and see the table set with our fancy glasses that only come out for company and our special wedding candlesticks and a pretty pretty vase of roses and baby's breath.  And as I enter the kitchen with the widest grin ever, I'm met by the man himself, who gives me the hug I've been dreaming about all day, kisses me square on the forehead, and instructs me to "go lay down and watch the Bachelor or something".  sa-woooooooooooonnnnn.  And that's exactly what I did (boo Courtney) to the soft background music of clanking pots and pans, the screen door swinging back and forth, and the hiss and sizzle of food on the grill.

And just as Ben and Emily go diving for lobsters, he enters the bedroom with an appetizer plate of scallops wrapped in bacon (my fave!)  Could it get any better?  Oh yes.

A few minutes after that, I hear that manly voice, "Hey Rach, you've got to come here a second."
Who could resist?  I pad to the kitchen, he takes my hand, and says, "Look, I did a pre-dinner fireworks show for you.  Just stay back here with me and watch."  The oven door is open, revealing spastic sparks flying from the heating element.  It was brilliant, really.  And slightly dangerous.  We watched for a moment or two, strangely not bothered by the fact that our kitchen might catch on fire and that we now need to purchase a new oven.  Eventually the conscientious hubs went down to turn off the fuse and miraculouly he was able to keep on cooking what he needed to on the grill.

So after a GLORIOUS candlelit dinner of steak, lobster tail, potatoes, and asparagus, I'm banished to the living room with a glass of ice wine while he cleans up, and then it's time for cuddling (under a blanket!) and a romantic movie and the richest, gooeyest, amazing-est chocolate cake with raspberries. 

And once again I'm blown away that he exceeded my expectations more than I could have imagined and I'm thoroughly humbled by how much he loves me...silly little me.  And I'm thrilled beyond belief that I get to spend the rest of my life with this man. 

I LOVE LOVE.

And because I totally slacked on taking pictures, here's a bonus pic of ferocious-kitty herself.  You're welcome.

See?  Actually, this was mid-yawn.  She's not actually screaming.  But SOMETIMES...