Kitty Deschanel

Our original agreement was that Sexy Nerd would buy an automatic Mini Cooper. That way, I could also drive it, if needed (like when he steals my beautiful, superior Chevy Volt). He can't be trusted. Our agreement popped right out of Sexy Nerd's head the instant he saw this Mini Cooper, which is a manual transmission. Compare this photo to the Mini Cooper I posted a few weeks ago . Yep, Sexy Nerd took no time going crazy with the decals. At least I was able to talk him out of painting flames on each mirror! We've made it through driving lesson #1 and are still a happy couple. The car is still working fine, as far as I can tell. No progress toward me actually being able to drive the Mini Cooper though. Why does anyone choose a manual transmission over an automatic? I can't figure out how to drive that crazy thing! After bringing the Mini Cooper to a shuddering, jerky halt for the 5th time, I asked Sexy Nerd if my problem was that I was releasing the clu

This weekend, we are finally going to decide, once and for all, whether or not to buy the house we've been waffling over. I think we will buy it. No, we really shouldn't. But maybe we should. It's going to be a looong weekend! Really, my great fear is that we might lose a bunch of money selling our current house, even though we've completely remodeled it with high-end upgrades. Not that knowing that makes the decision any easier! The White Elephant in the Room You know those products that seem to be heavily marketed around Christmas, then suddenly disappear? The ones with the gimmicky marketing that leave you scratching your head, wondering who would possibly buy something so ridiculous? Check out what Sexy Nerd and I went home with after my family's White Elephant game at Christmas: No more bending to clean your feet! Hooray.

Raise your hand if you've ever found yourself focused on something online, only to get completely sidetracked by some unrelated search result. My hands are waaay up in the air. When you drop your Las Vegas getaway research to spontaneously bake, all because you saw Lemon Ricotta Filled Donuts featured on Las Vegas restaurant menu, you have to raise both hands. Easily distracted, I may not be visiting chef Mario Batali's Las Vegas restaurant, Carnevino Italian Steakhouse, anytime soon. I can at least enjoy his Lemon Ricotta Donuts though! The best thing about this copycat recipe is that my Lemon Ricotta Filled Donuts are baked, not fried, so you won't end up looking like the chef. Okay, *technically* these are muffins. Think of them as the most donut-like muffins around. Feel free to deep fry the batter instead of baking it. As for us, Sexy Nerd and I have been hitting up Happy Hour a bit too often for that. I choose fried artichoke hearts, fried duck eggr

Happy weekend, everyone! (FINALLY!!!) Are allergies bad in the rest of the country? Here in Albuquerque, everyone is in a medication-induced fog. Darn you, juniper. That's enough complaining though. I'm looking forward to seeing all the great links this weekend! And now...