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favorite things mittens
While I love all of my animals and take good care of them, Mittens is especially spoiled. He was diagnosed with asthma last fall, so now I let him get away with hell and hang out on the dining table.
Even when he tries to eat my lunch I don’t yell at him lest he get stressed and cough up a lung—that’s what it sounds like—which breaks my heart.
At least he is considerate and looks for things to sit on, like plastic bags and old issues of New York…
“I’m not scared. This is just my face.”
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scene from sunday night
Chris and I had friends over last night for our first ever Mad Men watching and pizza making dinner gathering. Turns out it’s incredibly easy to make pizza — just add toppings to pizza dough (you can buy dough from most pizzerias if you don’t want to make your own) and bake on a pizza stone…
The hard part, I guess, is already owning a pizza stone, which Chris does because these things just come naturally to him. I, on the other hand, don’t even have a spatula to call my own, let alone pizza making paraphernalia. My biggest contribution to the kitchen since I moved in four months ago? These simple bistro tumblers I found at Task, my favorite home design shop in Williamsburg, which, I must point out, we use way more often than the pizza stone.
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my boys in the morning
We had a hard time falling asleep last night, so for a change of scenery, we set up camp on the L-shaped sofa in the living room around 2am. Being the less tall, more considerate one, I took the short end of the couch and woke up bent out of shape having slept all crookedly. For a disoriented moment, I became sad thinking about the cats, who like to sleep on opposite corners of the bed like stuffed gargoyles. But then I looked over and saw Monkey lounging at Chris’s feet and found Mittens with arms outstretched, holding down the comforter.
cracker barrel & pjs
I’m having a bit of a slow day, but feel somewhat more alive after digging around in the kitchen for an afternoon snack. To be frank, there is a lot of food in the fridge because Chris is on a permanent Mexican food kick. (Tacos, specifically.) He made all the meats and sides on Sunday: braised beef, roast chicken, cilantro-based tortilla soup, guacamole… I’ve been sneaking
small bites of everything, refraining with all my might from eating it all in one sitting.
So, I made myself a snack of cheese and crackers instead. It was either that or eat Nutella with a spoon because I don’t have bread on hand…
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