I just recently discovered the joys of tea, and oh how I love sipping English Breakfast in the morning and a soothing vanilla blend at night. What I don’t love? Taking out the soggy tea bag and leaving drips everywhere. That’s why I’m so excited about this ingenious — and cute! — tea dam cup, which has a separate little section for the tea bag. It also allows you to refill your cup to get multiple uses out of bags of strong tea. So long, wet counters and tea-stained clothes! [$10.25, Whole Latte Love]
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Not to brag, but I am currently smoking Ami in Words With Friends. The Scrabble-based game is my current favorite time-waster and in addition to playing against Ami, I’m also squaring off against Julie, John DeVore (who keeps resigning because he says he doesn’t like his letters), and a bunch of other friends. Yeah, so, sometimes I lose (okay, at least 50 percent of the time), but on those occasions when I actually win, ahh, the victory is so, so sweet. Do you think it would be considered poor sportsmanship to celebrate my triumph by drinking out of this sweet Scrabble mug in front of those I’ve conquered? Ahh, who cares. Doin’ it.
Newsflash: the holidays are just around the corner! That means it’s … pie baking season! But what to do if you can’t decide what kind of pie to make? Apple or pumpkin? Berry or rhubarb? Mince meat or blood? (Kidding about that last one, as this is not medieval times.) Why choose? This Split Decision pie pan from The Spoon Sisters is ideal for people who are indecisive, especially about matters as important as dessert.
Last night, I was chatting on the phone with a handsome and extremely tall (ahem, 6’7, and it’s niceeee) fella — let’s call him “The Tree” — I’m exploring a romantic connection with (this is my complicated way of saying “I haz a big ol’ crush on a giant and he has a crush on me too!”) when he mentioned something about not usually being a big cuddler. I, on the other hand, love nothing more than to have my limbs intertwined with another’s, so I was perplexed. “But why?” I asked. Keep reading »