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unless you're Thurston, and then you do!
(excuse the poor quality photos a la Blackberry).
yes, happy almost-anniversary to the Howells! in honor of our first year of wedded bliss, T sent me flowers to work. our actual annivaersary is Sunday, but you gotta love a guy who gets the "flowers at work" appeal. i love flowers at home, don't get me wrong, but there's just something extra-exciting about a special delivery at the office.
am i crazy in this or is this a universal girl thing?
i mean, CUH-razy, crazy.
Toys linked to date-rape drug recalled: Chinese-made beads for children metabolize into GHB when ingested
Millions of Chinese-made toys have been pulled from shelves in North America and Australia after scientists found they contain a chemical that converts into a powerful “date rape” drug when ingested. Two children in the U.S. and three in Australia were hospitalized after swallowing the beads. [via MSNBC]
ok, *how* is this even possible? are we sure that this toy company is not simply the second coming of Jesus? because, really, the beads *turn into* GHB?!? is this not insane??
yeah, it took a messianic intervention to draw me back to the blog. i have been swamped lately. with happy fun things, thankfully. wedding dress shopping with Lil' E (yay!); cooking retro-gourmet meals for the brother-in-law and fiancée, highlights included from-scratch pineapple upside down cake, vegetable tian w/ purple potatoes (my slightly altered version of this)and individual tex-mex turkey meatloaf:
apple-picking; pseudo-apple-picking (our 2nd scheduled apple-picking trip fell on one of those random 85-degree October Saturdays, so we were all about the CT bbq instead!); hitting up the Borscht Belt (oh, would that i were joking); attending black-tie benefits (mais oui, darling); planning the gut renovation of our new digs; moving back home to our-soon-to-be-someone-else's digs; getting fondue with the Cubans; fostering my Scrabulous addiction; going on failed "couples" costume-finding missions to *shady* parts o' the Bronx (i.e. the wall outside the store had graffiti, which Thurston was able to make out as "CRACK"); and who even knows what else. add this to my general laziness and you've got no blogs.
but i am going to be better! i am the total opposite of Lola and Joles, who are blogging up a storm (L every day even), so maybe i will get energy by proxy and get to typing. with our one-year anniversary rapidly (Sunday Sunday SUNDAYYYYYYYYY) approaching and construction drama on the horizon, i ought to have plenty to talk about. try to be excited!
