More Holiday Fun in St. Louis!

The other day, the Artist and I exchanged gifts.  We always do this before the actual Christmas holiday because we are so busy visiting family, we like to have some private time to do our own celebrations- just the two of us.  The Artist knows me so well, and is so thoughtful ❤

He got me some knew slippers.  Sounds generic right?  Well my slippers are several years old and full of holes- I had to wear socks in them too.  So they were not only practical, they were so thoughtful.  He knew how much I loved cozy, soft things in general, and knew how much I would love the pattern on them and the tassels!



And this hat- which I love.  The craziness of it, the pattern, the fluffy fur- he gets me.



And some yarn for knitting.  He knew that my all-time favourite stuff to knit with is soft, thick yarn.  I don’t mind thinner yarn, but the thick stuff is my favourite.



And he got me a stocking full of treats!



Ring pops- because I had been wanting them lately, and couldn’t find any cherry.  Some dark chocolate including a bar from Trader Joe’s, because I had been eyeing them up recently.  A pack of bandages, because I am always scraping my knees, getting blisters on my feet and cutting my fingers.  This was intended as a joke, but I ended up scraping my finger the next morning!  And my very first nail polish!  Because I recently broke a life long habit of chewing my nails, and they are finally a reasonable length to paint.  I had this clear stuff that I got in high school and it is all gluey, and I had been wanting a coloured one.


Before painting them.



After painting them- notice the bandages lol!

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I got my Artist a coffee grinder and some Starbucks whole coffee beans, some Bailey’s, a decanter to hold brandy or whisky, some new juggling balls, and some odds and ends in his stocking like chocolate-coconut macaroons 🙂  Here is a photo of his coffee supplies and juggling with the new balls!


Under the leg!

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He loves his coffee, and I knew he would love freshly ground beans every morning 🙂

He is so thoughtful.  He really gets me.  He really listens to me, and specifics about my tastes and preferences.  I feel so lucky to have a husband who is so in tune with me ❤

I also did some holiday baking, and of course made the Artist’s favourite- shortbread cookies.  I also made gingerbread cookies, some rice krispie squares, and some black bean brownies.  The brownies were mainly for me, as they are “healthified” and super gooey and chewy- a type of brownie the Artist isn’t partial to.  But my other treats were a hit 😉

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I am a little sad that Christmas in St. Louis is passing so quickly, but I am also excited to see family!  It is a bittersweet feeling.  Time seems to fly fast and faster which each coming month, and sometimes I just want things to slow down a little, to stop and smell the roses.  But time doesn’t slow down, only we can.  Which is why I try and savour the little pleasures together- like watching Home Alone in front of our lit up tree, enjoying mimosa’s and cheers-ing to celebrate so many things.

Cheers to a new year that is just as happy and fun as the last.


Donuts, Poutine, Truffles, and a Homemade Scarf.

My cheat treat this week was poutine, something I had on my mind and it was long overdue for achieving satisfaction.  I did it at home, because St. Louis has no clue what poutine even is.  I couldn’t find any cheese curds, so I just used mozzarella.  For make-shift poutine at home- I did pretty darn good.  It was really yummy, and the Artist even liked it too.



The next morning we planned on grabbing donuts at World’s Fair Donuts-ok, so I had 2 cheat treats lol-on our way to the free admission of the Botanical Gardens.  We are cursed for this.  We have to get there before noon to get the free admission on Saturdays, and something always happens.  Sometimes there is traffic or an accident and we are stuck, etc. but this time, we got lost.  The road we were supposed to take was not a through road, therefore we couldn’t turn where we were supposed to.  Obviously, we got lost and drove around for like 2 hours.  We got there just after noon, and they wouldn’t let us in unless we paid.  So we got donuts afterwards and went grocery shopping instead.  World’s Fair Donuts are amazing, and so cheap.  A buttermilk cake donut is just 56 cents.  And boy are they ever tasty.



There are no words to describe this.  You must try it to fully grasp what I am trying to tell you.  I could eat an endless amount of these and never get sick of them.  So good.

Hopefully next time we make it to the gardens on time.  I want to go again now that it is fall because of all the beautiful fall colours and nice weather.  And by nice, I do not mean scorching hot.  And by nice, I do not mean lung burning cold.  By nice, I mean a light jacket or sweater is all that is needed because the breeze is fresh and the sun is out- and we are far enough away from it now in November that it doesn’t feel scorching.

This nice weather makes me actually want to spend time in the kitchen, and not have to slave over a hot stove and oven sweating like a maniac- like during the summer.  So I made some healthy treats that taste amazing.  These little truffle bites are made with chick peas.  The Artist says they taste “healthy” but I think they taste the same as my non-healthy ones.  I posted about the non-healthy version previously….chocolate-peanut butter-pretzel truffles (or balls, or whatever you want to call them).  These ones consist of chick peas, organic natural unsalted peanut butter, a few pieces of chopped dates, and pretzels, blended together in the food processor.  It is sort of crumbly, but you can form balls in your hands and I rolled a few in dark chocolate, a few I left as-is, and a few I rolled in crushed peanuts.  I keep them in the freezer and eat them frozen- for some reason I like to eat frozen things.  Cheesecake, brownies, chocolate bars, fruit chunks, cookies, etc. etc.  I think it started with my impatience for not wanting to wait for them to unthaw, and now I prefer them frozen.

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On another note, I recently finished up another knitting project.  I have been doing this one forever- like over a year haha.  Like I said in my last post, I don’t get addicted to projects with smaller needles and yarn- and this one is both.  I made a scarf, with alternating knitting stitch stripes and stockinette stitch stripes.  It is attached at the ends, so you put your head through the whole, versus wrapping it around.

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The Artist is so sweet, today he made the bed for me.  And the other day he “forced” me to buy a $1 pair of Christmas socks, because he knows how much I love festive items, especially socks.  And this pair, for some reason, are my absolute most favourite, and he could tell instantly that they were perfect.  He also talked with me about future plans, where to live after he is done school, goals, career moves, etc. and we stayed up until the wee hours of the morning having an amazing heart-to-heart laying in bed in the dark.  Snuggling of course.  It was a really great talk.  He knows me inside and out, and there is nothing we wouldn’t do for my happiness.  And I for him.  This morning I made hime his coffee before I left, and placed a little love note on top of the coffee make so he would see it right away.  He says when he makes coffee, and when he does, it tastes like swill.  Swill, or hot brown water.  But the funny thing is, I don’t even drink coffee.  We came to the conclusion that when something is made for you by someone else with love, it makes a difference in the taste ❤  The other day he made me smile, and warmed my heart to the core.  He is so funny, and I love discovering his antics after the fact.  I come in and sit down on the couch beside him, and told him that his shirt is on inside out.  He hadn’t realized this and had been walking around all day like that.  “Thankfully”, he said, he “didn’t go out in public”.  My heart=warmed instantly.  He was more then likely focused on his painting and other works that he didn’t realize.  He sees the world in a way that no one else does- every shadow, shape, and colour is interesting.  Flaws are not undesired, but rather, beautiful and tell a story.  From his perspective, noticing his shirt on backwards, or being bothered to switch it, wasn’t important.  The world has too much else to offer.

Sometimes, we don’t need to “do” or “say” something, all we need to do is embrace one another.  These extended hugs communicate everything between us when words don’t have the right, or enough, meaning.

Take a moment out of the day and hug your wife, husband, partner, or significant other, and pause for a moment.  Embrace with your heart.  Draw a gentle circles on his/her back with your hand, or cradle their face.  Tell your partner how much you love them, how you feel.  Give gentle, tender kisses.  Maybe whisper words in their ear so it tickles a little, maybe even causes some giggling.  Touch your noses together, in an eskimo kiss.  Take a moment from the hectic, crazy, wild adventures of the day to really be 110% present with your partner during this embrace.  You may not even need words, because your hearts will say everything.  I can’t think of a better way to recharge.  Life is precious, and the little moments can really make a difference in helping to enjoy every moment of it, and treasure it.  You will be surprised how intimate this can be, and how it can really help connect you when your brain is running a mile a minute.

Happiness is contagious.

Latest Knitting Project

When I was in high school, I learned how to knit.  I didn’t really do it much, just sort of learned how, and that was that.  When we were living in Toronto, I picked it up again.  But, this time, I did it more often.  I still knit, but it comes in phases.  I will go through a phase where I knit a lot- while watching TV, in bed, etc. and phases where I am busier and don’t make too much progress.  I was trying on winter headbands in Target, and seeing how goofy I looked.  But in the Artist’s words, I looked “good-goofy”.  But to stay on our tight budget, I decided to use the yarn I already had at home to try and make one.  I don’t have any knitting in the round needles, so I had to knit normally and attach the ends.  I chose the stockinette stitch, which is K1-P1 and repeat.  It is not totally free of mistakes, but the Artist’s says that is better, because it is wabi-sabi- the beauty in flaws and imperfections.  I always loved the “shabby-chic” style, and old furniture, and vintage things.  Always.  The best I could articulate it was that I liked things that had a story.  But, as I said in my last post, the Artist is amazing with words, in all aspects you could possibly think of.  His art involves a lot of the concepts of wabi-sabi, and when he first told me about it, it clicked- that is the perspective I take on things.  That is why I love the old, the worn, and the vintage.  I see the beauty in it, where it’s previous owner may not have.  Just one of the many ways, my life has been so enriched by the wisdom, talents, and artworks of my Artist.

Here is my headband 🙂

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I am pleased with my creation.  I think I might make more.  The key is to find good deals on yarn, so you pay significantly less then if buy it in the store.

I l ove knitting with “big” yarn and large needles.  Not for aesthetic appeal, I mean, it looks good and everything, but I use these for visceral reasons.  When I am knitting with big yarn and large needles, it is addicting.  Sometimes I can’t stop.  It just feels good, and satisfying.  Smaller yarn and needles are fine, and I have used them, but I don’t get addicted to my project and it takes forever to complete.

Some nice things the Artist has done for me: picked up all the movies that were being held for me at the library, because he knew I was anxious to watch some of them, made homemade wings and homemade pizza recently because he knows I love his cooking, and talked with me and supported me and calmed me when I got a little overwhelmed about the million dollar question I keep getting asked, “what are you guys going to do after he graduates?”.  I started looking into options, and quickly got overwhelmed.  But, he repeated our mantra.  One person says, “but, no matter what….” and the other person who is upset about whatever, say, “….we always have each other”.  Because really, no matter what happens, we will have each other and that is the most important thing.  We will figure it al out at some point.

Some nice things I have done for the Artist: made him the General Tso’s chicken he had been craving, printed several copies of his assignment because I knew he was running late and feeling rushed, and I agreed to watch a movie of his choice- because the “Artist-movies” as I like to call them, are usually strange, hard to follow, or really absurd and hard to watch, haha.  But I know he is craving something like that, some guilty pleasure time because he has been working so hard.

Doing nice things for each other, makes all the difference in life.  Every day, we are showing each other that we care and are thinking of the other.  That sparks a continuous circle of giving, thoughtfulness, and support.

Happiness, really is, contagious.

Halloween Celebrations

On the eve of Halloween, my Artist and I carved pumpkins- a tradition we have shared every year since we met.  We lay out newspapers and plastic bags, select an assortment of different knives, spoons, and other carving tools, and have at it.  We chat, giggle, and sing along to the radio we usually have playing.  It makes for a great date night together.  Here is what I came up with:

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And here is what the Artist concocted:

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I enjoyed my drinks from this fancy glass all day:



And after pumpkin carving I dried the seeds and toasted them for snacking.  So delicious.


The Artist also made some homemade chicken wings- which are always out of this world.  He knows how to make the perfect sauces that are not too bold, but full of flavours, and allows the yumminess to seep through- all the while rotating them perfectly creating the fall-off-the-bone effect with perfectly crispy skins.


On to my treats!  My mom sent me holiday packages in the mail, as per one of my previous posts, including this chocolate bar.  I had it out on the coffee table for decoration, and it has been screaming at me to eat it since I got it….but I was saving it for Halloween night.  So finally I got to indulge my treat!  I felt like Rita on Arrested Development finally getting to eat her chocolate star after yearning for it for so long.


I also made a few of these bad boys, which are caramel and chocolate pretzels.  They were super addictive.  But I tragically burned them, and only a handful were edible.  I didn’t have any more caramel, so I will have to get more to try again because the few that I had were amazing.  I don’t like plain pretzels- but cover them in anything, especially chocolate, and the sweet and salty, yet crunchiness just hits the spot.


I went for caramel apple bites instead of whole apples, but sadly my caramel didn’t stick to the apples too well.  They were however, despite their appearance, quite tasty.


The Artist wanted me to bake Halloween cupcakes, when I asked him what treats he wanted…and to help us not eat the whole batch, I shared some with friends.  Vanilla flavoured with Halloween festivities, and from a box.  Homemade are just never as good- for some crazy reason.


I also made some glazed pumpkin and oatmeal cookies.  They were ok.  They definitely needed the glaze.  I would try them again, but use a different recipe I think.


These are healthy pumpkin and fall spice muffins.  No processed sugar, flour, or butter.  The Artist always says, “you probably like when you bake nasty things, because then you don’t have to share”!  Ha!  They aren’t “nasty” but they are not your average carb-a-loaded cafe muffins with more sugar then a can of pop.  Not to mention the fat and calorie content.



The Artist had some school related things to do, so while he was out I settled in and watched Hocus Pocus.


I have been yearning to see this on Halloween for years, but have never been able to get my hands on a copy.  And for some insane reason, I can only watch it on Halloween.  Yes, I know, that is ridiculous.  I didn’t think I would get my turn in line to borrow from our local library in time, but I did!  It was a Halloween miracle.  And watching after going years with this unsatisfied craving felt indescribably good.  As a kid, I always wanted to dress up as Winifred Sanderson for Halloween.  When the Artist came home, we watched Halloween and Halloween II starring Jamie Lee Curtis, again, a craving just the same as Hocus Pocus, going unsatisfied for years.  But a few months ago I found a VHS copy of Halloween at Goodwill, and borrowed Halloween II from the library.  As we started the second movie…

Me: (latching onto the Artist’s arm) I don’t like that, it’s scary.

Artist: Come on, it is just the opening credits- the movie hasn’t even started yet.

Me: I know, but there is a skull over by that pumpkin.

Artist: It’s like Oscar on Corner Gas, “some of the letters are bleeding!”.

Afterwards, we decided to watch something a bit lighter and comical, and cuddled into bed to watch Corner Gas- where the Artist proceeded to tickle and pester me.  I love when he tickles and pesters me ❤  I may not think hat at the time haha, but I do.  All in all, this Halloween was one of the best.



Parcels and Halloween!

I opened the mail, and there was a notice inside saying there was a parcel waiting for me at the post office.  A parcel?!?! 😀  From who?  For what?  I couldn’t wait!  The post office was closed, so I had to wait until the next day.  I was bursting with so much excitement I could hardly contain it.  I patiently waited until I could get to the post office on my way home the next day.  As I approached, I got butterflies in my stomach.  What on earth could it be?  I didn’t order anything, nor was I expecting anything.  And aside form bills or flyers, I love getting mail.  I love getting cards and stuff from my family.  But a parcel?!?!  I hand them my slip and so them my ID.  They come back with not 1, but 2 large boxes!!!  


I think my eyes bulged a little, like a cartoon.  They were not heavy, so I was able to carry them home, which was about a 10 minute walk from the post office.  While I was walking with these large parcels, I think I was smiling ear-to-ear the whole time, because I was getting funny looks from passers by.  I was so ridiculously excited I was contemplating finding a public bathroom I could go into to open them, or a bench off to the side where I could tear into my goods.  I thought, maybe I could turn around and go to the library, or sneak down a side street….but then it clicked.  That would be insane.  I told myself, “I am an adult, I can wait until I get home, which is in 2 minutes”.  Somehow, I managed.  I got home and opened up my Pandora’s Box.

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Yay!  It was Halloween goodies from my mom.  She is so insanely thoughtful.  It may not seem like raiding the dollar store and mailing the items is thoughtful…but it is.  So very much.  I was recently telling her that I got out some Halloween decorations, and she asked me if I had much.  I replied by saying we had a fall table runner and some bowls, and some napkins.  And I had some candy corn from the year before.  It was insanely stale, but I put it out anyways for the look.  I don’t really like candy corn- it gets stuck in my teeth, it is insanely sweet, don’t taste very good, and made with pure junk.  But, for some reason unknown, I can’t stop eating the stale bowl of neon treats.  I told her we were at the dollar store, and I wanted to buy some stuff, like a pair of socks, and maybe another trinket or something, but didn’t in order to stay on our tight budget.  I thought maybe I could fashion a decorative garland or something out of coloured paper we had at home already.  So what does my mom secretly do?  She goes to the dollar store and gets all the things she thinks I would like, including festive socks.  I love being festive with decorations and baking and cooking, and I especially love festive socks, and she knows how much it all makes me happy.  Now, with regards to all things festive, I have specific personal rules about when to get the decor out and when I can start wearing my socks.  

For Halloween and Easter: I can get decorations up no more then 2 weeks in advance, and no later then 1 week in advance.  They must come down no later then 1 week after the holiday.  I can only bake festive goodies a few days before the holiday in order to still be able to enjoy some on the actual holiday without them being gone or going stale.  I can eat associated candy on cheat days leading up, but in small amounts.  Most of the candy is reserved for a binge on the day of.  I can start wearing my festive socks, if I wish up, to a week before, and the last day being the holiday itself.

For Christmas: While in St. Louis, we get our tree and decor up around Dec. 1, I start wearing my festive jammies and socks, watching Christmas movies, and listening to Christmas music.  This is because we go to Canada mid-Decemeber, and want to enjoy the festivities in our home before we depart.  While living in Canada, we do all this about 2 weeks before Christmas, maybe closer to 3 if we are planning on going away, so maximize our time at home basking in the glory of it all.  No matter what, I stop wearing festive jammies and socks after Jan. 1, and that is also the last day for Christmas movies and music.  And about a week, later, the decor comes down- which is quite depressing.  Also, for Christmas movies, I save my favourite ones for the closest to Christmas, just because.  And I only watch these during the holidays.  Same goes for Halloween movies.  

I guess everything is just because.  There is no real logic to my madness.  I realize I am a little insane about it.  But, my theory is, if things are up too early, and taken down too late, and I watch festive movies all year round, then the actual holiday itself is less special.  I love sitting with my family, with the Christmas tree lit, giggling and laughing playing Christmas music as we decorate.  And it just wouldn’t be the same if we had been listening to the music for weeks already at that point.  We always get a real tree, so the tree passes it’s prime by the time Christmas day rolls around if we get it too early, and then everyone gets annoyed finding dead pine needles everywhere instead of admiring the tree and enjoying family togetherness at breakfast on the cold morning of Christmas day.

And there is a glimpse of my personal insanity 😛  

Back to it.  Right away, I started putting up the Halloween decor.  I was home by myself, bursting with excitement, and yearning for someone to be here to share it with me.  I hope the Artist comes home soon!!!  The Artist came in to grab a quite bite to eat before his next class as I was decorating our front door.  The smile on his face told it all.  He said how cute it was that my mom new I would love all this stuff, and the excitement he saw within me made him smile.  Even though he is indifferent as to whether or not the door is decorated or the napkins are festive, he says how cute it is to see me all giddy.  A warm hug, the gentlest, sweetest look in his eyes….Halloween decor aside, that is what truly made my day.  If he can love me even more whilst seeing me in the middle of my holiday insanity (clearly ridiculous as I am sure you can remember from the above), then I truly have myself a keeper.  He loves me for who I am, it is as simple as that.

Here is a glimpse of our new festivities 😀


Not Halloween related, but a favourite of ours. There is no Swiss Chalet here.


Blurry, but it is full of candy!

Blurry, but it is full of candy!



Dollar Tree is the dollar store we go to here, and these were the exact socks I had my eye on!!!!! Dollar Tree just opened up back home.


Some chocolate eyeballs, the exact ones I had from last year that were stale! So excited for some fresh ones 😀 And a chocolate bar!


Some festive napkins under the stale candy corn haha.


Pumpkin lights 😀


LOVE these.


Fancy cups, again, the kind I had my eye on! My mom always said when I was a kid, that she knew everything. Maybe, she actually does?


Extra cupcake decorators that I used for the plants.



Thanksgiving and Halloween cards from my parents. And yes, I displayed the envelope because I like the stickers on it.


Full of candy.


Bat garland.


Up close.


Bathroom door.



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All lit up!

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This upcoming weekend we plan on carving pumpkins, and on Halloween day, we are going to maybe watch a scary movie and eat candy 😀  Halloween and Halloween II starring Jamie Lee Curtis- yes please!  I also really want to watch Hocus Pocus, but can’t obtain a copy so far….so cross your fingers.  This craving goes unsatisfied every year.

Nice things the Artist has done: He knows I like the bed made because it keeps our room looking tidy and comfy, so he made the bed.  I left early in the morning, and he left later on, so when I came home it was a nice surprise!  He complimented me on my knowledge of art, and was impressed!  He also made this for the dining room, because I have been saying we need a side table in there:



Nice things I have done: Cleaned the house and did our laundry.  Made the Artist his coffee this morning, and woke him with gentle kisses.  Helped him with an assignment last night by proofreading it, giving my opinion, and reading it out loud to him.  

I can’t wait until this weekend so we can carve pumpkins together.  Here is a photo of our first pumpkin carving session together, mere weeks (maybe about 2?) before we started dating ❤ 

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Happiness is contagious.

A Day of Togetherness.

The Artist and I had a great day last weekend, full of togetherness.  It was a full day, from morning to night, of amazing quality time.

We started off by sleeping in, and then not getting out of bed right away.  For about an hour all we did was snuggle, talk, giggle, and snuggle some more.  Then we headed out on foot to Starbucks down the street to enjoy our gift card, sitting on the patio enjoying the beautiful day.  It was sunny and warm, but with a nice breeze.  Not too hot, but not too cold- perfect.

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Then the Artist asked me if I wanted to walk over to his studio to see his latest work, because he really likes it.  Obviously I can’t wait, so we enjoy the weather some more and walk over after we finish out drinks.  The amazing breeze was bringing the smell of autumn leaves into the air; it was heavenly.  I love crunching the leaves on the sidewalk as I walk.

This is his latest masterpiece, which I just love.  It is my current favourite out of all his newest work.


And I couldn’t resist posting another one of my favourites:


Then we walked home, hand in hand, soaking in the sun and enjoying the sights.

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We headed out to get a few grocery items from Walmart and Trader Joe’s, and the Artist couldn’t resist the coconut mini-donuts.  He couldn’t wait until we got home, so he ate them in the car and washed them down with some milk.


We continued onto an international specialty food store that ha amazing prices, and the Artist got something he has be yearning for; young coconut.  He cracked one open when we got home and enjoyed every lat drop of the juice, and ever so tender meat.  You could scrape the meat with a spoon it was so sweet and tender.  The Artist loves fresh coconut, including the juice.  We also went to check out the Goodwill stores, in particular the outlet- where items are sold by weight.  Books are cheaper by the pound because they are heavy, but finding a shirt or something would probably cost way less then even a dollar.  One of my favourite stores.  It is “hit-and-miss”, but when you find a “hit”, it is worth it.  Today we found some books, a purse, and some fabric.  This cost us $3.  The big book there probably cost half the total price….so cheap.  It is the best place for getting books and movies, mostly VHS tapes, because it is so cheap.  And loads of their books are in great condition.  And they have some name brand stuff too.  When I got home I looked at the purse that the Artist had found and thought I would like, and it is from the gap and might as well be brand new.  A great find.  Sadly, I found only 1 shoe of the pair of brown Tom’s that were in like-new condition…the other one was no where to be found.


We picked up some movies at the library for the evening, mostly suiting to our latest trend; movies starring Nicolas Cage.  We find him just so funny, and the Artist does a good impression.  One of my all-time Nicolas Cage movies is Wicker Man.  It is supposed to be a little scary, but he is just so funny in it 🙂


And I enjoyed my latest cheat day craving….dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets and tater tots.  And no, I didn’t eat all those tater tots, I seriously misjudged the amount when cooking them, haha.  And for dessert, strawberry fruit snacks.  The inner child in me was satisfied.

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For the Artist, I made him a huge sub with all his favourites!  The lighting was bad in that room, it looked much better in real life.


And we started the day where we began it- in bed, snuggling, talking, and enjoying the company of each other.  The days following were super busy for us, especially the Artist.  So we took advantage of the day we had available.  I can’t wait for our next day long adventures of togetherness.  Making time for one another is something we always know how to do, one way or another.

Appreciate the little things in life.

Happiness is contagious ❤

Moments That I Love.

I love our bed, and I love to sleep- it can be a dangerous combination.  It is just so soft and comfy.  Our sheets are soft, my pillow is fluffy, and we have an assortment of cozy blankets for all weather conditions.  I love all things that are soft.  I love blankets, pillows, teddy bears and all other stuffed animals.  I love the blanket section of stores.  I also love soft sweaters, housecoats, and robes.  And I love to be cozy.  There is nothing like waking up and your nose is freezing but you are cozy under the covers.  But the softest, coziest, cuddliest thing I love most- my Artist.  He is always so cozy warm, has the softest, smoothest skin, the nicest hair, and the best smell.  Yes, that is right- the best smell.  When we were first dating, he said to me “this is going to sound really weird, but you smell so good all the time”.  Since then, I began to notice how good he smelled so good all the time.  The combination of just him, plus his hair gel and any other scented things he used, is ultimate perfection.

So getting into a comfy bed at night, with soft sheets, fluffy pillows, cozy blankets, and resting my head on the Artist’s shoulder while he wraps his arms around me and I become engulfed by his huge chest, is a recipe for one of favourite moments.  He usually kisses my forehead, and we chit-chat a little, before surrendering to heavenly feelings of all the senses being pleased at once, and falling asleep.

We watch movies, TV, and the like, in bed, and quite often I fall asleep in the middle of it.  And then the Artist just turns it off and reads when he discovers me asleep on his arm because he says “he likes to watch it with me, so we can share the laughter, or whatever it is with that particular thing”.  But honestly, it is not that I am not enjoying the show, or movie, it is that I am so happy, relaxed, comfy, and feel so safe and secure that I can’t help it.  It is the most comforting combination for me.  When the Artist was away in New York, I felt like I had to sleep with one eye and one ear open.  Man, I sure missed him.  But he called me every night to tell me all about his day, tell me how much he loves and misses me, and wish me goodnight.

Here is a look at our bed with the new headboard the Artist made me for my birthday.  There is a home made card in the pillow, a new plant on my night stand, and a cold glass of lemonade waiting for me.  He gets me.

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He wanted to give me this early, because the next day, my birthday, needed this to go with it.  Breakfast in bed ❤


Our old headboard was wobbly and had a shelf, so you couldn’t lean back on it like this.  I had been talking about that for awhile saying I wanted to be able to sit up and lean on it to use the breakfast tray and just be able to sit up to read or watch something.

The Artist made this headboard.  He spent a lot of time getting it just right, and sweating like crazy working with his tools in the spare room on hot days, and sneaking around so I wouldn’t know what it was.

Mornings where we don’t have to go anywhere are also another favourite of mine.  However, if one of us has someone to be bright and early, it is not the same.  You read how much I love sleeping and being cozy, but having to leave before the Artist is awake and miss “the morning Artist” is so sad.  The morning Artist is so cute and cuddly, I love it.  This morning was one of those mornings- no where to go right away.

I was up earlier then the Artist, and checked my email, etc. and then went in to wake him up.  The morning Artist takes a while before he can talk, and communicates with subtle things like nodding his head ever so slightly, twitching, and saying “mhmm” when I kiss his cheek or stroke his hair (as do I when it is the other way around).  He was laying on my side, as he frequently does when I am not in the bed, and so I crawled in behind him.  I gently wake him up with kisses, rubbing his back, and whispering.  At this point I am starving for breakfast, and you all know what happens when I get hungry.  I told the Artist I needed to go get something to eat, but whenever I say this, generally he doesn’t let me sneak out of his arms.  He holds on tighter and maybe wraps a leg or two around me as well.  All the while, his eyes are still closed, but there is an ever so slight mischievous smile on his face.  This is something that just amazes me.  Most adults, as referenced in the movie Step Brothers, “lose their dinosaur”.  They lose that mischievous look in their eyes and curious grins on their faces as they grow up.  But the Artist, well into his adulthood, has never lost his dinosaur- and has resurrected mine.  Now I am faced with the ultimate inner turmoil: food or cuddles?!  How can I possibly choose just one, especially when the Artist is signalling non-verbally that he wants to snuggle.  So I bring us blueberry-oatmeal muffins in bed, I decided to choose the best of both worlds.  The Artist became verbal, and we had a little sillyness session of giggling and witty banter before we got up for the day.  Sometimes, the Artist needs a drink or to use the bathroom before he becomes verbal, and he staggers out of bed, eyes still closed trying desperately to open them (but the brightness of the day prevents it), and messy hair before he flops back into bed.

But, the funny thing is….when he has somewhere to be early in the morning, he is up right away, showers, eats, gets ready and bam!– out the door in no time.

So I fetched him a breakfast of coffee, a large helping of plain Greek yogurt with blueberries, and a side of strawberries.

My favourite way to start the day.

I love my Artist.