kappow! moving and cuppows...

Moving weekend is upon us! I hope that this is the last time I post about this topic for a looong time. I am so ready for my things to be neatly in their places: hangers hung, colors coded, drawers folded, socks matched...

It's going to be blissful.

My dad and mom arrive today to help, which equals a doubly special weekend.

If I didn't already have quite a bit to move, I think this would be the ideal time to invest in a Cuppow. My parents, who are the anti-clutter and anti-collections king and queen, love Ball jars - to the point that they've actually allowed themselves to cultivate quite the collection. Are they on display? Absolutely not. But they still love them in their hearts.

The coffee will surely be flowing this weekend, and I think a Cuppow would have been a great way to transport our coffee from Brookhaven to Midtown. Whappow! Next time, I guess. Which, I promise, won't be for a while...

Promise.

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District 12!

The fact that I've been blogging pretty regularly the last two weeks is directly related to me finishing the first Hunger Games book last week.

It was all consuming and even though I'm glad to have peeled my eyes away from the pages just in time for some blog love, I desperately need the second book.

Does anyone want to overnight me their copy? Or a Kindle would work just fine, too.

Merci :)

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nuts about it

Which is more embarrassing? The fact that I am blogging about peanut butter two days in a row or the fact that multiple people contacted me today telling me it’s National Peanut Butter Day?  

Do I have a problem?

You know, there are a lot of versions of the story about why I moved to Atlanta (Sort of a lot. Sort of really only one or two…), but the story I like is, it’s because Georgia is the top peanut producing state. I knew I’d feel at home in this nutty state.

Can you really blame me? It’s heart healthy, has been attributed to preventing Alzheimer’s, keeps you full and tastes oh-so good (source).

So today, I salute the sweet spread. For bringing me childhood happiness. For providing daily satisfaction. And for our bright future ahead.

(And to follow up: this post confirms that I do, in fact, have a problem. Owning it.)

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peanut sat on a railroad track...

More than a year ago, I purchased a value pack of Omaha Steaks, (1) because it was on a major discount and (2) because there was chicken involved. 


Well, my friends, the chicken is long gone, and the steaks have been unleashed on my groceryless home. Considering I’ve had red meat maybe four times in the last year, and the steaks were wrapped in bacon (ick!) this scenario could be slightly alarming. But, I thawed them just enough to unpeel the bacon, cooked them with some olive oil, and voila! My first time making a steak was a success! Grocery-free has its benefits! 

Overall, it was pretty challenging making it through the weekend, especially because my green beans, cottage cheese and almonds are all gone, but I got a little creative and am feeling good about my nearing-bare cabinets. 

I will confess that I had one misstep Sunday, as I had to (had to!) buy peanut butter. I didn't have any breakfast items and I knew I would end up buying it at work every morning - so buying a jar of PB was actually more economically sound. Maaaybe I'm rationalizing here, but when brekky time rolled around this morning, I knew it was the right decision. 

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