Kitty Deschanel

This is the soap I use in both of our guest bathrooms. The bottle is pretty and it smells like honey. I like it...except for one tiny annoyance. See if you can guess what it is. So far, so good. The little beehive and lovely oranges make this bottle look adorable on my bathroom countertop. See it down there on the bottom of the label? Grrr. Am I naive for thinking that my San Diego Soap Company soap was made in San Diego? *Sigh.*

OMG! These cornbread muffins are yummy!You know that feeling you get when you eat sooooo much? The feeling where you just want to waddle around the rest of the afternoon and do nothing but complain about how full you are? I'm there. I had the day off from work and decided to do some much needed tidying up around the house. While cleaning out the pantry, I discovered a few pouches of cornbread mix. Printed on each was Better If Used By 21NOV2009. 2009?? Not wanting to let my purchase go bad, (though, some would probably argue that it already had gone bad) I sprang into baking mode, conveniently leaving no-fun-whatsoever cleaning mode in the past. I had no intention of blogging about this, but the finished product was just too tasty not to share. Look at all that muffiny (yes, muffiny!) goodness. Pigging out on cornbread muffins isn't that bad if 9 are mini muffins, right? Really, it's like I've had just 2 muffins. By moving all the muffins out of the pans, Sexy Ner

Today I am going to let you, my fabulous readers, in on a snazzy website that’s full of great deals. My mom was actually the one who found it first. She told me that she received an email telling her to go to a site and hand over her credit card information in exchange for a coupon she could print herself. Can you guess what my reaction was? Oh yes, I thought that whoever it was over in Mauritius or wherever these wacko emails originate had found the perfect sucker and that she had been ripped off big time. My mom continued to call and pester me about whether or not I’d visited the site yet. “Yeah, it’s great,” I told her, rolling my eyes. Links from her email address flooded my Inbox. Finally, just to prove what a waste of time and money the website was, I took a look. Damn. She was right. I purchased a coupon for $140 worth of fancy spa services for $70 and another coupon for $15 worth of fancy (everything on the site seems fancy to me) food at a restaurant in Old Town for

It's already Tuesday night and I haven't posted anything. This calls for a rerun (don't worry - it's a good one!) And, yes, I am still working at the same place. No, my boss has not changed at all. What's Your Size? An Embarrassing Work Story Working in a dental office is wonderful. I have an extremely lovable, quirky boss. Remember when she bought me a cheesecake and a box of Fairytale Brownies ? She's all about doing nice things for her employees. Christmas is no exception, of course, and every year we wonder what gift she's going to give us. The other day, there was a list posted at work, asking all employees to write down a couple personal details to help our boss with her holiday shopping. Personal? Just little things, you know, like your bra size . On display. For everyone in the office to read. I don't think we're getting food this year. I answered her questions (nothing like a little peer pressure, right?) and returned to my job, an