Nesting: a (sort of) photo essay
I made it back to Denver on Saturday night, and when I walked into my apartment, I swear, it took everything in me to not drop to my knees and kiss the hardwood floors. For all of the trips that I take, I am a bona fide homebody.
Yesterday, it started snowing. It was pretty and white and wintery outside, so I looked out the window for awhile.
Then, while still in my pajamas, I made my best breakfast, and drank 3 cups of coffee in quick succession.
This is too much coffee, so after that, my hands were jittery. But I managed to plug in my new Sonicare toothbrush, which I got for Christmas. It’s changing my life. I’ll never go back. NEVERRRRRR.
I looked at my new wall-hanging, a gift from my sister-in-law. And then my heart exploded with sprinkles.
At one point, I ventured out to buy myself some yellow roses – because according to L’Oreal, I’m worth it?
I opened all of my mail (6 weeks’ worth – Merry Christmas to ME), and loved all of the holiday cards that my friends sent. I put them on my fridge.
Then, I pulled out my food processor and made almond butter. I added a little bit of vanilla and cinnamon to make it taste like heaven, that’s what. I didn’t want to put it in a Tupperware, because please, ugly – so I decided that a glass butter dish would work just fine.
I acknowledge that this totally doesn’t look as appetizing as it is.
I also made chocolate chip cookies. I didn’t get a picture. I promise it’s not because I ate all of them – it’s just that they’re now in a plastic bag in my cabinet, and who wants to see that?
I talked on the phone for awhile. I didn’t get a picture of that, either. But it happened.
I examined my current physical ailments – eczema on my hands, 5 swollen toes on my left foot (do I have the Gout? I’M SERIOUS), and yellowing bruises on both of my forearms. All are a mystery. And again, no picture – but let’s be honest, you’re totally okay with that.
I watched a documentary called “The Art of the Steal.”
Finally, I ventured to the gym and ran 5 miles on a treadmill, which did not bode well for the 5 swollen toes on my left foot, or, incidentally, my mood. Then, I went to Target and bought graph paper, because how much do I love graph paper? It’s so regimented and orderly, and when I write on it I can tell myself to “read between the lines” and totally mean it.
That was yesterday, but this is today – and today, it’s 3° outside and I am feeling positively unwell. So it’s a sick day for me – back to bed to hopefully sleep off the crud (and the Gout).
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This totes made me want my own place. And my own couch. And my own food processor. Waaahhhh.. (<—- That's me crying. Did I do that right? How do you write "Waaahhh"??)
glad you’re back home annie! feel better. I love the new art. and the flowers.
What if you put the almond butter on your gout?
This is an excellent blog post.
Hope you feel better soon. With yellow roses, chocolate chip cookies and a lovely wall hanging, it sounds like you’re in the best place possible to rest.
ummm..i’m sorry. that wall hanging matches my anthro pillows PERFECTLY (http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?navAction=jump&id=76301) can she make me one??? :) kidding… kind-of.
So yeah. The wall hanging is from Anthro, too – it’s a hand-me-down. I AM THE LUCKIEST. :)
Nick got me a food processor for Christmas!! I told him that it changed your life, so I’m pretty sure it will change mine as well:) Miss you. Love you.
Annie, like seriously, if we were friends in REAL life, we’d probably be bestest friends. lol. Great post!
Agreed! Great post and, well, I think we’d be bestest friends too. :) I’ve been nesting as well… and wishing for some of the pretty, white, wintery stuff.
Please, oh please, oh please can you share your almond butter recipe?
I love almond butter and I imagine yours tastes more heavenly than what I buy at Trader Joe’s (which, by the way, is also delectable).
In exchange, here is a recipe for the best blueberry muffins EVER: http://simplyrecipes.com/recipes/blueberry_muffins/
Also, chocolate chip cookies sound like the best idea at the moment and I think I shall make some tonight. I apparently need a mere mention of chocolate to inspire my nesting to greater heights.
From what you’ve shown us, your house makes me just want to curl up, relax and settle in for a chat.
Feel better!
Every picture in this post is so beautiful Annie, including you.
xoxo
Minus the sonicare though. :)
“My heart explodes with sprinkles” every time I read one of your blog posts. (That is seriously one of the BEST descriptions of anything I have ever read.) :D
You watched The Art of the Steal! YAY! What did you think? Did we tell you about it or was that of your own discovery?? Geez, I can’t even remember. Must’ve been all that wine I drank with you on Saturday night.
And we’re still on your fridge. :D
My heart explodes with sprinkles whenever I think of you! xo
You make everything sound like so much fun.
I’m with Brooke…can you please share your almond butter recipe? I am not motivated enough to make chocolate chip cookies today…but I think I might go eat handfuls of chocolate chips.
I, too, want that almond butter recipe! Also, your apt is so much more grown up than mine. And you get all curmedgeony about lack of friends, and then you have FRIDGE FULL of cards from friends! Oh, Annie.
Ooh, Annie – your hair looks very pretty like that! Long, flowing & luscious-like. Beautiful!
YAY! the wall hanging looks so pretty!! I am so glad you love it. :)