It's a Sad Day

Monopoly has announced that my beloved iron has been replaced. And by a cat of all things!

Because I am super nerdy, I voted to save the iron and add the robot...we are after all in the digital information age. I loved the iron. I was sturdy, and simple, and didn't flip over every five seconds like the stupid wheelbarrow.

And a cat?

Boo on you people of the world.

Rest in peace dear iron.

You will be missed.

Homemade Christmas: Part XCMLVII*

*I promise to learn how to correctly use Roman Numerals...someday.

Today I embraced my geekiness and made ornaments for my tree out of an old antique Scrabble game.  They were really a joint effort as my Dad rocked the table saw while I practiced my glue gun skills. 

Yes, I use my midget ironing board as a craft table.  I also made some paper ornaments that I will share after I hang them up...but here is a preview.

My apartment now smells like sugar cookies (thanks to Yankee Candle) and I caught Charlie Brown's Christmas on TV tonight so my Scrooge-ness is being held at bay.  I think once I get my tree and my apartment smells of pine or fir or spruce (I am unclear on why there isn't just one type of Christmas tree) I will be feeling like Buddy the Elf...mmm spaghetti!

OH MY GOD!!!

Screw Twilight....Eclipse cannot even remotely compare to the wonderfulness that is Harry Potter.



Eeeeek! I'm squealing like a 12 year old! Can we fast forward to November??