Archive for September, 2010

September 28, 2010

Happy birthday, my little gentleman

Saturday was Baxter’s first birthday. I’m so lucky to have had him in my life this past year. Even when the shizz was hitting the fan in the past couple of months, he was always there for me, ready to wiggle with happiness and lick my face until I smiled. Nobody ever tells you how much having a dog can change you. I figure it’s like a fraction of what motherhood does. This little dude just relies on me for everything he needs. Dave and I are the centers of his universe. Sure, it’s stressful and sometimes takes more work than we thought he would, but every single moment of it is worth the effort. I don’t even mind touching poop. Well, his poop. Not just poop in general. I like to think I’m selective about the fecal fondling I do from day to day.

Baxter as a newborn (on the right). His sister, Olive, is on the left and is now owned by my dear dear friend Lindsey.

September 25, 2010

HERE is why you want a fabulous wedding photographer

Because then you have fabulous prints to hang in your house. Even if it’s more than a year after your wedding. It took me a long-ass time to order prints and get them framed after we got married – I don’t know what the deal was. I think I was just overwhelmed by the fact that the wedding was actually over. But every minute of waiting was worth it. I love waking up to see three of my favorite images from our wedding. I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when each of them was taken.

Of course, Yvonne Wong was the lovely photographer behind these works of art.

September 23, 2010


So, here’s something weird: my book is on Amazon. This suddenly feels verrrry real. It’s not out till January 25, so don’t worry about ordering it now (since I know you’re all going to order like five copies and then come to my book signings).

Here’s the other weird thing: I was planning on making September my one-post-a-day month, and then I got slammed with a slew of family emergencies…so…that didn’t happen. Sad. At least I didn’t promise anything first.

Here’s yet another weird thing: I redecorated my bathroom. Okay, that’s not weird; I just didn’t want to leave this post with no pictures. New towels and a new coat of paint can do wonders in a teeny tiny room like that. The color is Benjamin Moore’s Silver Fox.

Sorry for the blurriness; I had to take that without any light or tripod. Yeesh. Here’s the Polyvore I made to help in designing the new decor, in case you want sources for anything you see. And you should. I love what I did.

Even though classes are starting and I have another book in the works, I’m going to get some of my planned posts up as soon as I can.

Also, what do you think of the new header? Every time people ask me the name of my blog, I’m embarrassed to tell them the answer…”I am the Beholder” just sounds so…high school emo chick trying to be deep. But I’m open to your suggestions. I’m just trying this out for now.

September 3, 2010

Denial salad

You know what really chaps my ass? How everyone keeps saying, “Welp, summer’s over!” and “I have to enjoy these last days of summer!” and so on. I spent my whole summer being crazily busy and I feel like the warm, happy weather is just starting – so let’s just go ahead and pretend like it’s not almost over. In fact, it’s not. We still have all of September, and October is usually pretty damn nice too. So shut your pie-holes, summer-doomsdayists. I was so fed up about this the other day that I decided to make a salad for breakfast that would give the ol’ middle finger to all those nay-sayers out there who think we need to get our dens ready for hibernating.

It’s ridonkulously simple to make this, and it’ll last at least a week in your fridge (or longer, if you like to live on the wild side) (I don’t) (but Dave does, hence the drawer full of moldy corn I found last week). The best part is, it’s delicious and tastes just like this wonderful season that WILL NEVER END.

The ingreeds:

  • 4 oranges
  • 2 pink grapefruits
  • Honey or maple syrup to taste
  • 2 sprigs of fresh mint, plus more for garnish if you want to impress people

So the hardest part about making this, if you haven’t segmented a citrus fruit before, is…uh…segmenting the citrus fruit. Damn. I hate repetitive sentences.

Lucky for you, if a klutz like me can do it, anyone can. It’s simple:

Step 1: Cut a hole in a box

…haha, have I made that joke before? I’m pretty sure I have. Okay, for serious this time:

Step 1: Using a sharp paring knife, cut the top and bottom off of your orange.

Step 2: Cut off biggish chunks of skin, following the curve of the orange – you’ll probably take it of in fifths or sixths. There will be lines of white between the chunks; cut those off next.

Step 3: Cut the orange in half.

Step 4: Lay the half face-down on your board and cut thin segments from the orange, starting at the bottom and fanning your way up and over.

Step 5: Do it until you have no more oranges and a massive bowl full of peels. Argue with your husband that you can’t think of anything to DO with the peels, so you ARE GOING TO THROW THEM AWAY BECAUSE LOOK AT THE MOLDY CORN IN THE FRIDGE AND DO YOU WANT TO DEAL WITH EVEN MORE DISGUSTINGNESS IN A MONTH AFTER WE REALIZE WE NEVER DID ANYTHING WITH THE EFFING PEELS?!

The illustrated version should be a little easier to follow:

(The above pictures were taken by the hubs – give him a round of applause and overlook the fact that my muffin top was hanging out in the background.)

Annyhooooo, after you’re done segmenting, drizzle everything with honey to taste (depending on how sweet your fruit is) and add the chopped fresh mint. Toss, serve, and bask in the fact that Summer 2010 will live on for eternity.

You could totes make this with whatever fruit is in season. Like plums. Yeah. I think I’ll do that tomorrow.

Oh, p.s., want to see the corn I was talking about? No? Too bad. I want you to know that I will never ever lie to you. Unless you ask me whether I like to pick my nose when I’m reading a good book.

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September 3, 2010

Summer bedding

When Dave and I were planning the wedding, one thing that bugged both of us was creating the registry. It’s just so…selfish-feeling. And that’s saying a lot, coming from a spoiled brat like moi. But…we had a Long Talk sitting on a 600-dollar goose-down comforter in Macy’s and decided the registry was almost as much for our guests as for us. We were really doing them a favor by creating a list of all the shizz we wanted.

…HA. Just kidding. The registry is totally for you. It’s for you to get all of the nice crap you’re too cheap to buy for yourself. Yeah, yeah, it also makes gift-giving easier for your guests and guarantees that a) they’ll give you something you like and b) they won’t give you a 14th toaster. But seriously. It is awesome. Single friends come over and tell me I live in a “grownup” house and I just smile and say, “You’ll understand when you get married.” (To preempt the comment questions, the book I forgot to take off the bed is the third in this series – easily the best three books I’ve read all year – and I’ve been through 43 so far, so that’s saying a lot.)

Anyway. That’s not my main point. Here’s the deal: I didn’t want nice China because I’m too paranoid to ever actually use it, and we already had glasses and silverware. So with extra spots on our registry, I went ahead and registered for a second bedding set. I call it my “summer bedding.” I also call it “totally awesome.” At the beginning of the summer, I always get bitten with the redecorating bug, and having a whole new outfit for my bed is a great way to make a change without giving Dave hives over my shopping addiction hobby.

(Here are the sources for the bedding: duvet, sheets, and Euro shams; shaggy throw pillow; beaded throw pillow was from Macy’s but isn’t available anymore; rose throw pillow, knit throw, standard pillow shams)

Oh, for reference, here’s our…uh…”winter bedding,” I guess? (This was before we got a new rug and my 80-dolla headboard.) I love this version too, but I’m glad I get to change between the two.

Baxter approves.

How about you people? Do you have two sets of bedding? What other crap do you do to avoid going broke when you feel like redecorating?