Kitty Deschanel

The title implies that crazy purchases are going to become a regular feature here on my blog. Yes, that sounds about right. I might buy something crazy today. I have nowhere to put it and I'm skeptical that it even works and Sexy Nerd thinks I've lost my mind (even more so than before) but I must have it. Remember my red light therapy post? I think it's time to purchase my very own red light therapy bed. I can leave the door locked or unlocked and it won't make a difference because I'll be safely within my very own home. (Kidding, of course. I always have our door locked.)

A few years ago, Sexy Nerd decided he needed a boat, desert living be darned. Not just any boat, of course - he planned to create a homemade, folding boat! Google "How to Build a Folding Boat". Not many results, right? Only my husband is crazy enough to try such a thing. Here he is, attempting to paddle from the shore: When you're the captain of a folding boat, a lifejacket is a must. Who cares if the water is shallow?  Here, his dad tries to give him an unexpected, helpful push: Here is Sexy Nerd, caught off balance and falling (almost) overboard:  Whoops! So, did Sexy Nerd's folding boat sink or float? Take a look: For the record, I thought my music choice was mean and only played it to Sexy Nerd as a joke, but he loved it. He embraces his redneck ways. I'm still impressed...but have to point out that, many years later, the time above is still the only time this folding boat has ever been taken out of our garage. Thank goodnes

A friend recently purchased a new mattress for her son, who is attending college in New York and relies solely on public transportation. I'd recommended Amerisleep to her, which was perfect because it could be shipped directly to his door, but after discussing it, we decided that investing in an Amerisleep twin mattress might not be the best choice. He would be leaving school in less than two years and needed a cheap, temporary solution. We spent some time comparison shopping online. Based on cost alone, our top choice was a Sleep Number bed, which was on sale for $399. My friend said, "Two hundred a year is nothing compared to tuition. Sold!" We'd read some iffy reviews online about Sleep Number mattresses not lasting, an opinion reinforced by their abysmally short warranty, but hoped it would at least make it two years. I helped her navigate the checkout process, entering all of her son's delivery information, and felt confident in our choice. Then, Sleep

Quick tip: When writing, how can you remember the difference between "desert" and "dessert"? With "dessert", you go back for seconds! Okay, I'm ready to be serious now. My trip to Washington DC last week was the coldest I've ever been in my life. It was so cold, in fact, that when we were inside the conservatory of the US Botanic Garden and the ice on the roof cracked and slid down the glass, the sound made made me envision what it would be like if the glass and snow suddenly collapsed, trapping me underneath and ending my life. It meant I wouldn't have to go back out in the cold again. It sounded wonderful. Yes, Sexy Nerd thinks I'm nuts. On a more optimistic note, I knew we'd soon be back in sunny Albuquerque, where the winter has been mild and we've even had several days above 60 lately. I think you know where I'm going with this... The view from my bedroom window this morning.  Look how deep the snow on

We've been making great progress on our custom floor plan. It's a bit better than the last one I shared, don't you think? In fact, there's a new feature I really love. Oh yes. Pica and Biscuit are getting their very own room! Almost 25 square feet all to themselves, with direct access to their own, private courtyard. Can you tell we don't have kids? We've nicknamed this the "Puppy Penthouse Room". Pica looks so happy in her new room. Or the "P.P. Room" for short. Kinda perfect, especially for a future puppy, wouldn't you agree?

Driving home last night, I noticed a new, scrumptious-looking banner outside my local Del Taco. Turkey Tacos = Healthy (Right?) (Look at all the tomatoes, onions, and lettuce on top. Of course these are healthy, silly!) I remembered that Del Taco had emailed me a coupon to try their new Jennie-O turkey tacos for free. You can get one too via their website . Yay! Waiting my turn in the Del Taco drive-thru, I was thankful that Sexy Nerd wasn't joining me. Heaven help us if he ever discovers there's such a thing as saguaro cactus lights! He would have them inside and outside our house. Sexy Nerd is obsessed with cactus. It's horrible. In addition to my free turkey taco, I decided to order something called a bacon quesadilla, which was less than a dollar. How have I gone more than 30 years without ever trying such a delicious-sounding thing? I would normally dig right into my tasty food and devour it while driving home. Last night, however, I dec

Today, it has been ELEVEN YEARS (!!!) since Sexy Nerd and I had our first date and SEVEN YEARS (already?!) since our wedding. Crazy, right? At work yesterday, my boss and I were sitting around chatting (and working very hard, obviously) when my coworker, Marie , exclaimed "Hell is going to freeze over tonight!" She went on to explain that she'd just seen my husband walk past our office window and he was carrying a Frappuccino. "No way," I told her. "It must have been someone else." Sexy Nerd goes above and beyond with many things in his life, but romantic gestures have never been one of them. To my astonishment (to the astonishment of everyone in my office, really) it actually was my Sexy Nerd and he actually had brought me a Frappuccino, just because. It was even Salted Caramel Mocha - my favorite! Now, before you give him too much credit, he told me (in complete seriousness) that he reckons he scored enough points with this spur-of-the-mome

I found a great deal on Groupon for our recent visit to Salt Lake City. For about $30 per person, it included admission to 12 attractions, including the Clark Planetarium, Red Butte Garden, Hogle Zoo, and the Tracy Aviary, as well as a tasty lunch at The Lion House Pantry Restaurant. One of the activities we redeemed was for tickets to an educational IMAX movie. There were many options to choose from and, knowing my Sexy Nerd, I was surely going to end up watching Hidden Universe 3D (the most educational-looking one of all.) Imagine my surprise when he wanted to see Island of Lemurs, suggesting it with so much out-of-character enthusiasm that I at first thought he was being a sarcastic punk. We received our tickets, picked our seats, and waited for the movie to begin. "You're not just watching this because you know I'll like it, are you?" I asked. "No," Sexy Nerd assured me, smiling. "I love lemurs! Who doesn't love lemurs?" The lights

It's a beautiful day for a Del Taco gift card giveaway! What can you get at Del Taco? Oh, I don't know. Maybe a taco. Maybe a burrito or a breakfast sandwich. Or, just maybe, the yummiest (and actually somewhat healthy, if you can believe it!) fast food item ever, the new Del Taco Fresca Bowl. There are 3 Del Taco Fresca Bowl varieties to choose from: Southwest Chicken & Veggie, Pollo Asado, and Fire Roasted Veggie. Each is only $4 and there are coupons available to make them an even better value. There's a free drink coupon available through the Del Taco email club, an online instant win game , which is pretty much impossible to lose, and the Del Taco Facebook page. I even received another coupon for $1 off my next purchase with my receipt. But before I continue any further, take a look at this:   Bah! At my most recent Del Taco visit, it was about 1pm on a weekday and I was on my lunch break from work. The perfect time to be out in public IN YOUR PAJAMA

I'm here! I'm here! Apparently though, I'm jinxed. On Friday, I was going to post to LambAround at work during my lunch break. Our internet went down. No biggie, I thought. We were driving to Colorado in a few hours and I would just post when I arrived at my in-laws house in Buena Vista. Their internet was down too! Forever the optimist, I shrugged and said I would post when we got back home on Monday afternoon. Things were looking up. We spent the morning hiking Black Canyon of the Gunnison with perfect, gorgeous weather. Then, this happened: What part of IT'S FREAKING SEPTEMBER!!! don't you understand, Colorado? Our poor Chevy Volt was a trooper, but it just couldn't make it over the snow-packed mountains between Ouray and Durango. If your car slides off the icy road, it's usually an annoyance. If it slides off the road of that particular mountain pass, you plummet to a terrifying death! We turned around. 400+ miles out of our way and a day late

Do you remember the raunchy 90s computer game, Leisure Suit Larry? He's real! I met him just the other day. Even though it's the year 2014, Larry hasn't changed a bit. He came into our pediatric dental office and he never took off his yellow (YELLOW!) aviator sunglasses, even though we were indoors, and he was constantly talking on one of those little headset thingies, even when he was talking to me, and he made sure everyone in our waiting room could hear his conversation. Apparently, he's a major player with lots of wheeling and dealing going on. There was no need to speak so loudly though. With his gold watch, polyester suit, gelled hair, and cologne that filled the room, there was no chance of possibly missing him. No one else at my office had ever heard of the Leisure Suit Larry game. It killed me!

It's Thursday and I still haven't posted anything. My idiopathic insomnia is out to get me this week and I feel like I can barely even type this coherently. The past 2 weeks I've gotten a total of...22 hours of interrupted sleep? Maybe 23, if I round up. This calls for a classic blog post (sounds so much nicer than rerun, right?) ***** Remember Nuke the baby? ( Click here if you missed it )(Ooh, and click if you didn't read the comments! There are some hilarious ones!) Sadly, Sexy Nerd's nuclear weapon obsession doesn't end with our imaginary baby. What is it with guys and weapons? He came home from work the other day completely psyched up about the cool models he'd purchased. Carefully, he peeled back a layer of bubble wrap and displayed, quite proudly, what looked like a paper towel roll that someone had attached bits of paper to and spray painted silver (okay, maybe not quite like that, but pretty darn close!) "It's an actual model of

After my crown lengthening surgery on Thursday morning, I went straight home to rest in bed with an ice pack over my sliced and diced mouth. When the ice pack provided by the dental office began to warm, I replaced it with a bag of frozen corn. 20 minutes on. 20 minutes off. In other words, I was a model patient. Immediately after the procedure, I expected that I'd be a bloody, disfigured mess, unfit to be seen by anyone other than the very bravest people. Actually though, I looked almost normal, with the exception of my fancy new teeth - an improvement. I was pleasantly surprised! Sexy Nerd came home from work several hours later. Excited to show off my beautiful new smile, I asked him how I looked.  Him: You look pretty good, considering.  Me: Considering they hacked off the bone and gum from 6 teeth?  Him: Considering all the gauze stuffed in your mouth.  Me, with what I'm sure was a look of complete horror: There's no gauze. In the 10+ years we've been

The last several weekends, Sexy Nerd and I have been getting ideas for our new house at the Colorado Springs Parade of Homes and the Denver Parade of Homes. This meant several nights in hotels, away from our beloved Amerisleep Liberty Bed . We almost always stay at Marriott hotels, which you would expect to be pretty nice, right? WRONG! I mean, they were fine, except for their terrible mattresses. In Colorado Springs, Sexy Nerd actually texted an entire complaint to Marriott at 3 am because our mattress, affectionately referred to as "The Taco", was so uncomfortable. When he came back to bed, he tried to get all snuggly with me, which is 100% THE WORST THING EVER to do to someone with idiopathic insomnia . I had finally just barely fallen asleep and he woke me up. His reason? According to Sexy Nerd, when he laid down on his side of the bed, I rolled over to snuggle with him , so he assumed I was still awake. It was the taco mattress! It flipped me! This Marriott mat

I think my new neighbor down the street wants to be friends. He always says hello whenever our paths cross. I always pick up my pace. Yeah, it might be nice to actually know one of my neighbors. In another 2 years though, I'm probably going to move. As an antisocially awkward introverted mess, I've begun taking the long route to and from my mailbox in order to avoid passing his house. It was hot outside today and the coast was clear, so I thought the short route would be okay. Maybe he was waiting for me, which seems creepy when I write it like that though I actually don't think he meant to be creepy, but he timed it so we could chat while walking to our community mailbox together. I'm forced to talk to people all day at work. Don't make me socialize when I get home. He tried to shake my hand but I just wanted to grab my mail and get out of the sun. He has a name, but I have no idea what he said it is. Me: So, you just moved in? Him: About a year ago.  For

I was too tired this morning. Before work today, I simultaneously threw together an omelet on the stove and a breakfast drink in the Vitamix (no worries - I toned down my previous Vitamix recipe ingredient list!) The first day of school for Albuquerque kids is only one week away, so our pediatric dental office is packed with procrastinators (I waffled back and forth on crossing that last part out. You wouldn't believe how many parents have been calling, angry and insisting I get their child in before school starts. Didn't they have the entire summer to take care of this??) Anyhoo... I realized too late that my breakfast plans were overly ambitious and was left dashing to and from the stove, blender, fridge, and pantry to put everything together, trying frantically not to be late for work. I flung a handful of shredded cheddar on top of my omelet, whirled all the ingredients in the Vitamix, and sat down with two minutes to enjoy my breakfast. Everything tasted great. E

As a woman in my 30s, I'm well over the target age of the new Disney series Girl Meets World . But, of course, how can I not watch it? Cory and Topanga are back! They're just like me! And they're sooo old!   Cory and I grew up in a time without the internet, digital cameras, cell phones, hybrid cars, iPads, and reality shows. We grew up in the age of Paintbrush for Windows, a pre-Photoshop time where your photos were limited to looking more or less exactly as you took them (which was a surprise in itself, as you only got 24 photo opportunities per expensive roll.) And it was glorious. Why is this suddenly on my mind? I was browsing through my backup CDs from more than a decade ago (I could go back even further, but computers can't accommodate any of my floppy or zip disks anymore.) I found all kinds of nonsense .  My first ever conversation with Sexy Nerd was saved, which seems like a wonderfully romantic bonus of meeting your soulmate online...until you actually read