Today’s post is brought to you today courtesy of my Instagram account and the letter $.
What? $ is totally a letter in my alphabet. Or at least it was today.
To start at the beginning, which is where I guess I should, my kids crack me up, so, so much some days. Today Mr K opened day 8 to find a Star Wars Rebel fighter in his advent calendar while The Princess opened hers to find a coffee table with little Lego cups.
They decided it was hot cocoa, a white newspaper and arranged the Rebel fighter thusly in the picture above.
I can barely open my eyes at 7:30 in the morning, but their imagination knows no such limits. He’s still sitting there like this and I chuckle every time I walk by him. These are the moments that make parenting bearable, the moments you remember when they wake you up at 3 am for no apparent reason other than they are their little Princess selves and incredibly needy. These are the moments that hold you back from throttling them at 3 am.
The letter $ comes from shopping at Southgate today with my friend Blackbird who also hadn’t checked out Crate and Barrel. I have been meaning to but I knew, deep down inside, that there was no way I was walking out of there empty-handed.
And I didn’t. I have been looking for new kitchen utensils and love these stainless steel ones that they carry. Soo perfect in my kitchen. They also have some decent weight to them if I want to whack the husband one.
Oh god. Speaking of which, could you imagine if our mothers had these stainless steel suckers instead of wooden spoons when we were kids? I cringe just thinking of it.
To start this part of the post, I have a confession to make.
I am not a make-girl. I wear a Revlon foundation -which doesn’t make me break out so this is a big thing- and only buy my makeup wherever I happen to be shopping when I run out.
I know. Shame on me. There’s a whole world of beautiful cosmetics to explore out there, why stick to boring?
Oof. I dipped my toe into the world of non drugstore make-up with some Dior mascara. I’ve heard nothing but good about it. And oh lord, walking into Sephora was evil and bad and good and a world I should stay away from because it’s so pretty and shiny and expensive and I could spend too much money in there.
I’m already thinking of my next trip back. This is why I didn’t start, my addictive personality just causes all sorts of trouble.
I just tried the sample they sent home with me and want to go purchase it. I’m all sparkly like a vampire and smell like chocolate now thanks to Snow Woman Glistening Body Mousse.
Add in a trip to Superstore for some bulk Bernard Callebaut chocolate to put in my pecan pie that I am baking tomorrow (eek!!) and Ikea for a return and I am done like dinner!
The Sparkly Like a Vampire Magpie