Lately, I’ve been operating under the mantra: “If you don’t love it, don’t live with it”. You know what I mean? When you walk around your home, how much are you living with until you can get around to fixing it/getting a new one? This was our little olive oil drizzler until the top part broke. I could pop it back in and sort of make it work, but that wasn’t ideal. You have no idea what a revelation it was that I could simply throw it out. I didn’t have to save the glass part in a closet to use as a vase someday, or just make do with a broken olive oil drizzler thing (I have no idea what these are called, but they must have real names, right?). This was less than $5 when I bought it and I have gotten my $5 worth. So now it’s in the recycling bin. And all of us here at casa glass of milk are no worse for the wear. The same mantra is helping whip our home into shape, room by room. Take the doorknobs. We had the ugly, cheap, gold kind that everyone has in their house. They were scratched and painted on and looked absolutely awful. And so with a quick dash to Home Depot, (plus a little manpower from my husband), we don’t have them anymore. If you don’t like it, don’t live with it. Make your home a place you want to be.
For the better part of the last three weeks, someone in our household has been sick. Our household contains two people. That’s gross. Some of our favorites have been on rotation in the kitchen, as I have not had the gusto to cook anything new and exciting. Favorites include, but are not limited to: Ree’s spicy pulled pork, Deb’s tomato and sausage risotto, and macaroni and cheese. Something else about my kitchen? Right now it has no all purpose flour and no sugar. I’m not sure that’s ever happened in here before, but after such a sugar-filled December, I could not fathom the idea of more baked goods.
I’m reading. I don’t know what happened between August and December, but I did not read a single book. That’s not typical for me. During the last few weeks, I’ve been making up for it. I can’t remember the last time I read something great though. Each time I crack open a new cover, I am filled with the possibility that this book may be the next one I can’t put down. The photo below is my growing to-read pile. I like to walk a delicate balance between frothy and serious when I read. Confession: I still haven’t gotten my DC library card. I’m putting that in writing in hopes that all of you in blog-land will now hold me accountable for doing so. I hands-down love browsing the shelves at the local library.
I love to travel. I have always wanted to capitalize on my urge to get up and go places, and slowly but surely, I’m making it happen. Queen Cupcake, of course, is the queen of travel, and I look to her for inspiration. The past couple of years have led me to Texas, Georgia, West Virginia and Louisiana. Still to come this year are Florida, Illinois, and with any luck, California. Excited though I may be for each of those journeys, I ache for New York right now. I was there two months ago, but I can’t get it out of my head lately. I have no reason to go before July, but we’ll see if I can really hold out that long. Sigh.