Aaaaaaaaand We're Back!

Hey there, everyone!

After traversing half the country, then meandering along the east coast for the past month and a half, I can safely say I'm back. How I've missed you all!

During my absence, we obtained an adorable apartment, saw both sides of the family, had a splendid Christmas and ate entirely too much fast food. Oh, and I visited King Arthur Flour Bakery and Shop in Vermont and quite nearly died. Died, I tell you, from sheer joy. It was fabulous.

In Which I Rediscover the Joy of Thrifting, Part I

So I went thrift store shopping today for the first time in about a year and a half. It was glorious.

I had completely forgotten how thrilling it is to get lots of things you love for a pittance. And how exciting it is to see potential in things. And how musty some thrift stores smell.

But there was treasure to be found amid the mustiness. And I found it. Oh yes I did.

My loot. 

I Need Therapy . . .

I have a confession to make.

After I took this pic, I found two more.  Meaning, I can't even keep track of them all. 

I'm an addict.

Ode to a Cookbook

Dear World,

I have two things to say.

First, IT CAME! and secondly, I am going to spend the rest of this post singing its praises from the mountaintops, shouting from the rooftops, declaring my adoration from the, um, sand hills of San Angelo.

Because, dear reader, this cookbook is perfection.