Kitty Deschanel

It took me until age 30 to finally accept the magic of liquid eyeliner. When I saw rows of dark brown L.A. Colors liquid eyeliner at Dollar Tree (only a buck!) it was impossible to resist any longer. I'm glad I came around - it makes such a difference. Still, being an eyeliner newbie, my morning routine comes to a serious, quiet halt each day as I try to patiently draw a thin, steady line on each eye. Some attempts are more successful than others. This morning, I drew the best eyeliner line ever on my right eyelid. Really, it was PERFECT! I should have taken a photo of it, in all its skinny, smudgeless glory. Quite pleased with myself, I popped the eyeliner brush back in its tube in preparation of what would surely be an equally successful left eye application. Then, this happened: The bristles refused to go back. I began to trim off the stragglers with my nail clippers, but soon realized they were all stragglers. In desperation, (hey, I had only one eye lined. And it wa

Sexy Nerd makes life so easy for me. He takes out the garbage, scrubs the toilets, cooks dinner occasionally, and changes the oil in my car without me even needing to mention it. Today, my Chevy Volt was due for it's first ever oil change (12,000 miles - I love that car!) and Sexy Nerd had everything he needed for the job, minus the correct size wrench. Off he went to our local AutoZone. Sexy Nerd is a mechanical engineer. He knows his cars. However, the AutoZone cashier wasn't so sure, and proceeded to lecture him on being very careful when opening the wrench packaging so he'd be able to return it if it was the wrong size. Sexy Nerd: Don't worry. It's the right one. Cashier: I'd better look it up, just in case. Sexy Nerd: That's okay. I know this is the one I need. Cashier: No, no. I'll just take a quick look. What kind of car is it? Sexy Nerd: It's a 2013 Chevy Volt. Cashier: (...awkward pause...) Is that a car? (...more mome

You know you're addicted to Candy Crush when... Let's see. If I've played 575 Candy Crush levels at an average of 15 minutes per level (some took very little time, but some took FOREVER) that means I've spent...ummm... Only 8,625 minutes playing candy crush over the past few months (I was late to the Candy Crush party. It didn't sound like that fun of a game, but one weekend afternoon, Sexy Nerd was out of town and I was bored.) 8,625 minutes, so... just 143.75 hours... Almost 6 nonstop days of playing Candy Crush. (And, let's face it, that average of 15 minutes per level is probably pretty generous. A few of those levels took WEEKS!) Now how am I going to waste all my time??

Poor Sexy Nerd. Now that I've finally seen Wicked, I can't stop dancing and singing (off key) throughout the house. People are so nice in London. I bought the cheapest ticket and sat down at the back of the theater. Then, an employee came over, checked her seating list, and moved me much closer to the stage at no extra charge! She called me "love" in the cutest accent.

You have to stop and take a photo whenever you come across goslings, with all their adorable peepery and fluffiness.   Much to Sexy Nerd's dismay, we've been coming across groups of sweet baby geese like these several times a day! Yes, Sexy Nerd, we do need to stop every time. (And, no, I have not been attacked by any mama geese yet!) Peep! Peep! Peep!

Did SNL ever make an Easter version of that Christmas song? You know, like "I don't care what your mama says, Easter is full of chee-er". Or something like that. (That song is stuck in your head now, isn't it? Sorry.) I'm rambling because it snowed last night and is still snowing this morning. Even though it's my day off. Apparently, the weather doesn't care that I purchased the Bossypants audio book and have been planning for 2 weeks to listen to it while walking today. I suppose technically there's no reason to cancel my walk and stay in my pajamas all day just because of a little snow... It's probably icy though. Better not chance it. On to the Easter goodness! "Peep! Peep!" What You'll Need (makes 10 super-cute Peeps nests) 7oz melted chocolate chips (approximately 1 1/4 cups) 5oz Fiber One bran cereal (or similar)(Chinese Noodles should work just fine as well) 10 Peeps chicks 20-30 Jelly Beans Not a photo of

For Easter breakfast, I thought I'd be a sweetheart and surprise Sexy Nerd with one of his favorite breakfasts, a Dutch Baby . The recipe is foolproof - or so I thought! Strawberries were recently on sale for $0.88/lb and I had overly stocked up, (I may have a problem ) (yes, I certainly have a problem ) leaving us with a fridge full of mushy red fuzzies. Why is it that strawberries are Sexy Nerd's favorite fruit only until I purchase 10 pounds? Then, he turns his nose up at them. They're moldy , he complains. You're going to kill us both , he whines. Bah! Just cut the furry parts off, Sexy Nerd! I decided a pink Dutch Baby would be the epitome of Easter goodness and threw a handful of strawberries into the blender. I photographed the resulting batter, certain I was in the midst of a new winning recipe for my blog, the strawberry Dutch Baby. See all the air bubbles? They're a surefire sign that we were in for a delicious Dutch Baby. I baked it for 10

The larger wet spot is drool from where Pica's head was laying.   And the smaller wet spot? It's from her other end. She's been chowing down on inedible berries in our backyard, resulting in some...leakage. Ew, Pica. Eeeewwwwwww!   Looking guilty. (Rightfully so!)

This dress was only $4! I love its fun, vintage vibe. Isn't the pattern cute? It also turns out, despite having two layers of fabric, that this cute dress is quite see-through. Surprise! I just had to wear the polka dot underwear to work, didn't I? *sigh*

Sometimes I worry Sexy Nerd is too sophisticated for me. He has a real, grown-up career and a plan for retirement. He can teach you about expensive wine, international politics, and architecture laws. He thinks the movies I love, like Harold and Kumar and American Pie, are "stupid", though he supposedly shared my interest in them when we met a million years ago. Over time, he's become more and more of an old soul, to the point that sometimes he simply isn't any fun for me to be around. He often spends entire days tending to cactus alone, patiently pinching aphids from between the needles, knowing he'll never be able to get them all. Who in their 30s does that? I makes me worry...but sometimes there are glimmers of hope. Deep down, though, Sexy Nerd is still the fun guy I fell in love with. I was reminded of this the other night when we were watching the Olympics. The Men's Ski Jumping was on, and it made him laugh. What's so funny about this? Se

I don't need any clothes. NONE. I actually stole a bunch of space from our master bedroom and had Sexy Nerd build me a new, enormous walk-in closet because the walk-in closet our house came with wasn't large enough. That new closet? It's full. In fact, the clothes inside that new closet have expanded into the walk-in closet of our guest bedroom. It's getting full too. Which is why this next image is so concerning: ( ThredUP deals...I was just browsing, but somehow ended up with several hundred dollars in my shopping cart) I knew not to spend so much on clothes, so I whittled down my cart. But as I did that, a funny thing happened. For every shirt I was able to part with, another shirt, dress, and pair of pants made their way onto my shopping list.   This is why two walk-in closets will never be enough. Have I mentioned that we have a 2700 square foot house, for just the two of us? I knew I didn't need to order any clothes from ThredUP , but ho

EVERY YEAR, SEXY NERD?! I THOUGHT YOU WERE A SMART GUY! It's Valentine's Day at 6:31pm and I'm reposting a previous Valentine's Day FAIL because, as of now, Sexy Nerd is setting himself up for another trip to the doghouse. Maybe he has something (anything?!?!?) romantic planned that he'll surprise me with in the next hour or so before bed?! I got out the bottle of champagne that's been chilling in the fridge since before New Year's Eve. He didn't want to open it then, and he doesn't want to open it tonight. He suggests we "save it" for my birthday in April. AAAARGH! Okay, here's that old post. Maybe he will read it tomorrow and remember what he has to do: Did Sexy Nerd sweep me off my feet for our 2nd Valentines Day as a married couple? Well, not exactly. Not at all, in fact. I had told him beforehand that he didn't need to buy me anything - just being nice to me would be a perfect day. Specifically, I wanted him to give m

Let me tell you about my Del Taco visit the other night. Spoiler alert - it was creepy! I stopped in after work to try the new Del Taco Turkey Tacos. 33% less fat? Yes, please! You know, as long as the "all the flavor" part is actually true. The Del Taco near my office serves breakfast 24/7, so I also picked up a couple of $1 breakfast burritos. I'm sure they were low-fat too. I'd been craving one of their ham, egg, and cheese breakfast biscuit sandwiches, but the price has gone up. I'm too frugal and will never be able to purchase my beloved breakfast sandwiches again. It's the principal of the matter.   Not a bad dinner for under $5, right?  Especially after I chopped each taco in half to create 2 meals. (Cue evil, cheapskate laugh - muah ha ha!) Sexy Nerd enjoyed the tacos...and he had absolutely no idea what I'd fed him was reduced fat. ( muah ha ha!)   This was an extra great deal because the cashier gave me a coupon for my next