1. This cleaner is making my inner June Cleaver very happy. Not only is it concentrated (so you use very little), it's free of solvents and phoshates, biodegradable and downright good for the earth, which I'm pretty sure earns you triple bonus points. (Points for what? I'm not really sure, but whatever it is, I'M WINNING!) I've been using it on everything in the kitchen this week and I love the fresh, subtle scent it leaves behind. Not bleachy or chemical-smelling, but definitely a scent that tips off your husband to the fact you can, in fact, do things of domestic nature. Especially when he lets you shop the Anthro sale with no guilt. (See #3 below.)
2. Thoroughly enjoying the read Fourth Comings by Megan McCafferty right now. It reads like a long letter from Jessica to her boyfriend Marcus, and I'm finding myself loving Jess' satirical views on many topics. Even though I have not read the first three books in this series, this one is makes me want to go back and read them. It's totally the non-deep, non-thinking, type of chick lit book I need on my nightstand right now.
3. Snagged two cute tanks on sale at Anthro this week:
Because apparently my fashion motto of late is boobs look better in ruffles. But seriously, thinking they will pair nicely with my multitude of cardis and maybe a sweet boyfriend blazer I've been eyeing at Boden.
4. Have been enjoying working with the September Jenni Bowlin Mercantile kit this week. It's packed full of stuff from her new Family Tree line, which is proving versatile enough for fall, back-to-school, outdoors, and holiday pages. Here's a little sneak:
You can see more on the JBS Inspiration blog!
5. Yesterday I attended a Very Serious Yoga Class (which sounds a lot nicer than the first name I came up with: We Have Giant Sticks Up Our Asanas Yoga Class, don't you think?) at our rec center. Needless to say the staunch seriousness of the group got me giggling at very inopportune moments. While trying to relay this story to Mike later that night, he kept interupting me saying, "And then you farted really loud?" and really, that was much funnier than the original story. (And I was allowed to laugh, unlike in Very Serious Yoga Class, where they surely would have assulted me with chakras and mudras and mantras, oh my.)