The fig and prosciutto pizza I made for dinner:

The promotion I got at work! (notice how that came second to pizza? Yea. I love food.)

And the awesome print I ordered  from Design Crisis as a present to myself for kicking ass. I can’t wait to frame and hang this bad boy. Nothing says congratulations on your promotion like a giant framed horse… made of other horses.

Our TV broke this weekend… about 10 minutes before guests were supposed to arrive to watch the SuperBowl. Impeccable timing! Luckily we have friends that live nearby who graciously hosted us last-minute.

Crisis-averted, but we’re still sans TV and last night was a true test of our ability to avoid boredom. I made a pizza, caught up on all of my blogs, finished the last 50 pages of my book club book, held a virtual tag sale on Craigslist, and that brought me up to about 7:30.

Which is why I organized all of my boyfriend’s ties by color while he cleaned out his closet. Now that the closet is clean, the question remains … how will we entertain ourselves tonight??

After my Thank You note post yesterday, one of my girlfriends, Audra, told me she writes her notes on her vintage typewriter which types in cursive. I almost fell out of my chair, and then pulled myself back up to open a new window on the computer to type in “eBay typewriter cursive.”

In addition to her enlightening tip  that  I can buy a typewriter with a script font, and kicking off an intense day of eBay bidding, she also shared a story about a typewriter she lost in college …

She had bought a 1933 Remington Rand Model One, in perfect working condition  at an antique store in Lake George for $25. It served her well all through college but then finally during her senior year it broke.

So she took it to a typewriter shop in the city, lugging her beloved 35 lb typewriter on subways, trains, and through the streets of New York. Once she got it there, they agreed to fix it.

In three weeks it was ready, but the cost to fix it was $225, which was way more than her collegiate budget could afford, so she let it sit on the shelf at the shop for a few months.

When she finally went back, they told her that they thought she had forgotten about it and would never pick it up so they sold it… to TOM HANKS! Apparently, he is a collector. And that’s the story of the typewriter that got away.

Image via stilettogirl on etsy

The best Christmas presents are the ones you’re still excited about even when the holidays have come and gone. I got some cozy minnetonka moccasins from my boyfriends family, and let me tell you — they are the gift that keeps on giving. They are SO cozy and make coming in from the frigid Boston weather a little more enjoyable.

Despite my anger with the Container Store, and their deceiving wrapping paper… I have to say, my Christmas presents came out pretty darn cute. Almost too cute to rip open (ok, no wrapping paper is THAT cute).

I don’t usually get all corny and sentimental on the blog, but I have to share pictures of the worlds cutest baby (and recipient of my laborious baby quilt).

My good friend Taz is an amazing photographer and just posted some shots from the newborn session she did of my cousin’s son. Isn’t he just a snuggly little bundle of cuteness?

And now the real holidays begin, Happy Black Friday! Kate Spade has been getting me in the holiday spirit with all of the Christmas present bow-inspired pieces. Happy shopping today!

I spent my lazy Sunday afternoon organizing my closet, getting rid of things, storing summer clothes, and grouping things by like color and style. Being the organizational dork that I am, it was quite the relaxing experience. What’s nice about a clean, organized closet is that you get to take inventory of what you have and often start to notice trends, like for example, I own enough little black dresses to get me through weeks of work without ever having to repeat.

Another trend I noticed? I’m not allowed to buy any more animal print… anything.  If three is a collection, what qualifies as an obsession? I think I’m there; this doesn’t even include my animal print purses or sweaters.