• Home Sweet Home*

    I’ve been meaning to write this story for a while, but I keep forgetting. The hubs reminded me again recently, so I thought I’d get it down before I forget again. We have a front door to our apartment (as most apartments do) and on this front door, I like to hang things. I think having something nice on your front door makes it all the more inviting, don’t you?

    Anyway, as we were gathering things to move in together after the wedding, my mother-in-law threw us a wedding shower and gave us a ton of pretty basic things that one might need to start a home. Included among the gifts was a cute little little “Home Sweet Home” door hanger. It was one of the first things we put up when we got here, and it looks like this:

    Nothing fancy, but it was cute and it did the job. However, the hubs and I came home one day and it was MISSING. Someone stole it off our door!! Seriously– who does that? We assumed it was some hooligan kids as there is a high school not far away (and I remembered a story my boyfriend in high school had once told me about when he had gone into an apartment building and stolen all the door hangers off the doors) and after a few days of being unimpressed, I got over it.

    A few weeks later (that’s right, my door stood empty for a couple of weeks– how sad is that??) while visiting with my in-laws I found my replacement door hanger in a country craft store. I LOVE things that are toll painted, so really I think I love this one even more than the one we had before:

    So. We had a new door hanger… and I was happy. We put it on the door (with extra strength double sided tape one the back haha) I almost put the tragedy of our stolen FIRST door hanger out of my mind when the hubs came home one day a couple of weeks later and announced that it he had found our door hanger… on someone else’s door. I went out to check, and sure enough, two doors down, was our little Home Sweet Home. I nearly grabbed it off and stole it back, but I wasn’t entirely sure that it was ours, and I didn’t want to stoop to that level. I’m pretty sure that it was just from the dollar store, so really, they could have bought their own… but it just seemed so peculiar that it appeared on that door, on our floor, a couple of weeks after we replaced ours. It’s fishy, I say. Verrrrrrrrry fishy.

    So, that’s our story. I went out and snapped a picture of our hanger on someone else’s door (that’s right, that’s not our door on the background of “Home Sweet Home” hahaha) to document our loss. I’m still debating whether or not I should steal it back and put it on our door to see if anything would be said. haha I don’t know. I’ll keep you posted.

    Shop Girl*

  • DONE*

    I’ve been so out of it these past two weeks that I haven’t even written to announce that I AM DONE!!! Third year is so over. I finished my take-home exam at 11:45pm on Wednesday evening, and I have been on summer vacation ever since. :)

    And what have I been doing with myself, you ask? Ab-sol-ute-ly nothing. And it’s been wonnnnnderful. I’ve been catching up on my shows, and watching movies! I just finished watching The Holiday and it has officially been added to my list of favourite films. SO good. The hubs and I have just been staying quiet… last night we finally started putting his mission photos into a big album. They’ve been sitting in a shoe box since he got home (which was almost 3 years ago) and so he organized them while I put them in the album. We make a good team. haha

    Today it’s been rather rainy so we stayed in again… he’s tinkering with his computer and I just spent the past while organizing my closet. It’s one of my favourite activities. I love putting things in order (yes, I am an organized closet person) and rearranging my many, many pairs of shoes. :) I worked on the winter-summer transition today, putting my heavier sweaters up top on a shelf and brought out my more summery things. It’s always exciting. I heart it!

    OH. And I almost forgot… are you ready for this?? …WE GOT OUR NEW TOILET. I KNOW!!!!! So exciting. It’s all white and shiny and new… and it doesn’t leak, which is the most exciting fact of all! All in all, it’s been a glorious week!! haha

    Anyway, I’m off to bake some cookies. I’ve had a yen for homemade chocolate chip cookies and I finally have time to bake them!!

    Shop Girl*

  • Office Fan?

    I’ve recently become a rather large fan of the office, and feel it’s necessary to add Jim Halpert to my list of TV boyfriends. I heart Jim. I LOVE the ongoing feud between him and Dwight… it makes my heart glad. haha

    ANYWAY, if you are a fan of The Office, then you will LOVE this gem of a clip I found on the net of a future episode. It’s AMAZING.

    Go. Watch. Love.

    Dwight Halpert

    Shop Girl*

  • Bratz Dolls Contribute to the Sexualization of Young Girls*


    Every so often I receive an email forward that is really worth passing along. I’ve never been a huge fan of the Bratz dolls– they are scantily clad girls who are “popular” and attractive to young women. They encourage young girls (as young as age 4) to dress provocatively to increase their own sexuality. Please take a look at this link and take a moment to send the letter to Scholastic Books to help the moment to discontinue bringing the Bratz books into our schools.

    Bratz Newsletter

    Thank you.

    Shop Girl*

  • Sleep Burping?

    Oh, I almost forgot… last night I learned that the Hubster is not only a fantastic conversationalist in his sleep, but he burps too!!! hahaha

    About 3am last night I woke up and thought I heard someone close the door on our fridge. I was likely still half dreaming, but the idea of there being someone in our apartment was enough to jolt me wide awake. As I laid in bed watching my Hubs sleep, he lifted his head up, burped, and then immediately fell back asleep. After determining that he was definitely still sleeping, I almost died laughing (as quietly as possible) because really, who is talented enough to burp in their sleep? haha I love it!

    I was slightly worried, because for me burping at nighttime is usually a sign of an upset stomach, and he hadn’t been feeling well before bed, so I stayed up a little while to make sure he wasn’t going to be sick. He just kept on sleeping though, and I eventually fell back to sleep praying that I would remember the burp in the morning. Thankfully, I did. hahha I love regaling him with his sleeping stories in the morning when he wakes up. That’s the best part because he never believes me… someday I’ll catch him talking on tape. That will be amazing. hahahaha

    Shop Girl*

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