Tuesday, April 07, 2009
Cookie Heaven with My Dough Girl
Holy cow, these cookies are to die for. My Dough Girl is the new kid in town as far as bakeries, and it is owned by a friend of a friend. The owner clearly has a background in Martha Stuartdom, or maybe she was just a designer in her former life. Her logo is darling, her cookies and graphics are all vintage pinup girls. Right now, my favorite cookie is the Gabrielle, which is a cocoa ginger confection. I could live on nothing but this cookie for the rest of my life. Cookies dough comes frozen and raw by the dozen, pretty reasonable, and you can also buy a fresh baked version while you deliberate which of the many dozens to buy. Check her out, 3rd West and 770 South.
Friday, April 03, 2009
Thursday, April 02, 2009
Blogosphere JACKPOT
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! I made Apartment Therapy again! I LOVE it, I'm so excited, what a huge honor to be recognized there. I check AT several times a day to find interior inspiration, and I love the variety of content there, all geared towards smaller space, creative design. So cool, I'm ecstatic. There is talk of a future online house tour of our home. We'll keep you posted!
And another blog, Plastolux, also picked it up! Thanks to everyone who has given us feedback.
And another blog, Plastolux, also picked it up! Thanks to everyone who has given us feedback.
Labels:
Interior Design,
Media,
Our House,
Retro,
Vintage
Wednesday, April 01, 2009
New Camera
Ok, we spotted an amazing deal on Craiglist on the camera we wanted and snagged it. I can't thank my friend Joe enough for letting me try his out.
Please visit my Flickr page to see what I've been shooting, but it will come as no surprise to those who know me: dogs and interior design stuff. I promise to expand my skills, but for now, I'm working with what is right in front of me.
Monday, March 30, 2009
NMHP Adoption Event
Hugo the Heeler
Sherry the Lab/Cattle Dog mix
Bane the Pittie
Sierra the Lab mix
It was a slow weekend for No More Homeless Pets adoptions, except for the wonderful official adoption of Bane by Jaima. I was so happy to have been a part of it, and I know Bane is a very lucky girl. Another foster experiment failed! I give a lot of credit to foster families that can actually foster and then see the dogs they have helped be adopted out. Most of us seem to get attached and that is that. Either way, it's a win-win situation. Bane is a beautiful girl, and she will have a happy, wonderful life with Jaima and John and Loc, the little thug-muffin.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Joe's Valley
It has been forever since I climbed outside due to injuries and/or weather, so this last Friday when Ashley and Rachel were psyched to get outside, I jumped at the chance. We had a fabulous girls day. Thanks ladies!
Friday, March 20, 2009
Saving America's Dog
This video that just posted by Best Friends is simply beautiful. It's only about 2 minutes, please watch it if you have two minutes to spare.
Labels:
Anti Breed Specific Legislation,
Best Friends,
Dogs,
Pit Bulls
Sunday, March 15, 2009
It's Official
Honey was officially adopted today, and is a permanent part of our family. We couldn't be happier. On site to welcome her to the brood was her Grampa Lipani, Tiggs, Adam and I, and Amber Randall of No More Homeless Pets.
Utah Gymnastics


We initiated Dad into Utah Gymnastics Fan Mania for his visit. We brought him to the Utah/Florida meet Friday night, which Utah dispatched with ease (well, after a slightly scary bars rotation). It was super cool because it was senior night, with two of the most favorite, successful gymnasts at Utah, Nina Kim and Kristina Baskett, compteting for the last time at Utah. Over 15,000 people came, and Dad learned the cheers. Here's us doing one of the cheers. Also in the crowd to support Nina Kim was her best friend, Olympic All Around Gold Medalist Nastia Liukin.
Pics from the Salt Lake Tribune.
Labels:
Family,
Utah Gymnastics,
What's Been Goin' On
Friday, March 13, 2009
Honey's Got a Grampa!
Today I took Honey back to the the vet that cared for her for 3 months. Dr. Hassinger of Mountain View deserves the Nobel Peace Prize in my opinion. It was a happy reunion, as all of the staff there were elated to see Honey, and they couldn't believe how healthy and happy she looked! They said it was so far from where she started- abandoned there by her last owner, who refused to treat her medical needs, bathe her, and wanted to put her to sleep. When they got her she was bald and filthy. They nursed her back to health for 3 months until they could find a suitable situation for her. It was evident how much they loved her, as everyone took turns coming to give her love and meet her new family- me and her new Grampa Lipani (too bad Adam was at work and didn't get to meet everyone)! Her new 'forever' Grampa, my dad, loves Honey, and she loves him. They took a snooze together. Later today I gave Honey a frisbee I bought her, and she looked like a flower when she put her face through it. She made me laugh! I'm so glad her story has a happy ending. We got her one month ago today, and she fits right in. Tiggs loves her, and Winnie still wants to kill her...we're working on it!
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Consider Helping a Homeless Animal- Become a Foster Parent!
Ok, so I'm not doing so well at fostering, as Honey will most likely be a permanent addition over at our house.
But, I did convince my good friends John and Jaima to give fostering a try, since No More Homeless Pets is swamped with dogs right now. Our program is no kill, and we can only save and pull as many animals off of euthanasia lists at other shelters as we have space and foster homes for.
John and Jaima decided to give it a try since their sweet boy Loc has been lonely since their angel Ky crossed the rainbow bridge last Spring. Yesterday they picked up Candy, aka Bain (perhaps her new name?!). You can read about Candy/Bain here.
Labels:
Adoptable,
Anti Breed Specific Legislation,
Dogs,
Pit Bulls,
Volunteer
Friday, March 06, 2009
Five Ten Treasure Hunt
I'm not sure exactly how this works, but if you are on Twitter (that's YOU Cragbaby and Wasatch Girl!)then check it out!
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
New Do Narcissism
Only a talented Aveda stylist could get my Sicilian 'fro straight! I am so impressed, that I had to take some pictures. Anyone who knows me knows that my hair is only ever in a ponytail and the only time it's ever down is when I get it cut and styled. I wish I could afford to get thermal straightening. But for the next few hours until the frizz takes hold, I will wear it down.
And of course, the obligatory Honey and Tiggs cuddling shot.
Special Needs
Our dogs, personal and foster, rely on a lot of medication to stay healthy day to day. We fill four med boxes a week, and it takes a lot of patience, love, and accuracy to make sure that everyone is getting what they need. A year ago, I would have never envisioned needing to provide this kind of care my dogs. I love them all, they are worth it!
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
A Good Laugh
I saw this in Wired, and it struck me so funny, about a trademark flap between rival 'fart gadgets' and in case you needed clarification on the phrase 'pull my finger' here it is, courtesy of Kevin Houchin, InfoMedia's lawyer:
The phrase "pull my finger," and derivations thereof, are generally known and widely understood in American society to be a joke or prank regarding flatulence. The prank begins when the prankster senses the deep stirrings of flatulence. The prankster then requests that an unsuspecting person pull [his or her] finger. The prankster extends his index finger to the victim. As the victim pulls the prankster's finger, his flatulence erupts so as to suggest a causal relationship between the pulling of the finger and the subsequent expulsion of gas. In other words, the phrase "pull my finger" is understood to be a description of the act of passing gas.
The phrase "pull my finger," and derivations thereof, are generally known and widely understood in American society to be a joke or prank regarding flatulence. The prank begins when the prankster senses the deep stirrings of flatulence. The prankster then requests that an unsuspecting person pull [his or her] finger. The prankster extends his index finger to the victim. As the victim pulls the prankster's finger, his flatulence erupts so as to suggest a causal relationship between the pulling of the finger and the subsequent expulsion of gas. In other words, the phrase "pull my finger" is understood to be a description of the act of passing gas.
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