Favorite Things Friday

Today is the start of a weekly feature on my blog, inspired by many others (like Smiling Mama and EmilyStyle). I'm a big fan of searching the Internet for interesting ideas and products (especially decor & desk accessories). So I will start sharing some of my favortie things every Friday.


Today's fab find is inspired by lunch with Smiling Mama yesterday and the multitude of baby showers I'm inevitably going to be invited to this year. I don't know about you all, but baby shower invites with strollers, rattles, etc make me want to gag. Us modern ladies, can definitely do better.


I've long been a fan of the site weddingpaperdivas.com for their unique wedding and party invitations and now I have discovered their sister site tinyprints.com They have adorable baby announcements, invites, and more for really reasonable prices. Here's some of my favorites:

We're officially up to 12

12 babies...seriously! Between the baby showers and my sister's wedding I am going to be broke. Please send all the invites C/O The Poor House.

President Obama!

Today has been an amazing day for our Country. I felt so proud while watching this momentous occasion (from home, see below). I'm excited for the change to come and I pray for President Obama and his family as they lead us into that change.

Now on to the important stuff...Inaugural Fashions!
1. Michelle Obama - love, love, love. Am I the only one who totally gets the green gloves and shoes. Amazing!

-Photos by Getty Images-

2. Jill Biden - not digging the boots, sorry...

3. Malia and Sasha - freaking adorable. Wish that blue coat came in my size.









-Photo by Getty Images-

To go or not to go....that was the question

Living so close to DC, it was agony for hubz and I to decide whether or not we would go downtown for the inauguration. Since Election Day, he maintained that we would be there no matter what. As the day drew closer his resolve (and mine) was steadily weakening. Between the road/bridge closures, metro warnings, and cold-weather forecasts, the thought of making it into the city seemed impossible. And, since health and bathrooms are both major issues for me, I had made up my mind to not go.

Then, last Friday rolled around, and my dear friend called with an unbelievable offer. Two tickets. I was excited and terrified at the same time. She even offered to never tell my hubz (the real political junkie in the family) if I decided I just wasn't up to it. But, I had to tell hubz and I was quite surprised when he was torn too. After much deliberation, and advice from co-workers and friends, we decided to pass on the tickets. We knew there were lots of people waiting to get their hands on them and truth be told I was exhausted just thinking about it.

After hearing Smiling Mama's account of her experience today and others. I'm really glad we made the decision to stay home. I really feel for her and everyone who traveled near and far to be there. But I know everyone, no matter where they were, can still relish in the moment that was today.

Make that 11...

How could I forget about Shannon?? So now I have 11 friends who are preggers. I'm a little concerned for the world with all that mushy pregnancy brain around, but am oh so happy for everyone!! Yay babies!

BOTB

Boy, do I have BOTB (Babies on the Brain). Before you jump toward conclusions, they're not mine. The BOTB belong to the not one, not two, not three, not even nine lovely ladies I know who are pregnant. That's right, I know 10..count them 10!....people who are pregnant right now. And two others who recently had little ones. Yes, you know who you are....Amanda, Amy, Danielle, Diana, Gina, Kerry, Rachael, Sarah B., Sarah S., and Traci (all in alpha order...natch).

I guess this is what happens in your 30's - all your friends start having babies. I'll admit that I'm a little (ok A LOT, A LOT, A LOT) jealous because I can hear the tick, tick, tick pretty much everyday lately. I know my time will come, but in the meantime I'll live vicariously through you lovely ladies. And, ask you to sprinkle some baby dust on me. Oh and don't take that as an offer to babysit - I love y'all, but seriously - just because I want to be a Mom, doesn't mean I'm ready.

Hooray for Hubz

I didn't think Hubz could top last year's Christmukkah gift (seriously sparkly earrings), but he has. On top of the aforementioned massage, he also got me an assortment of non-Starbucks delicious chai - yes, I know I previously told you that I only like Starbucks chai, but well...I lied.

And, he got me a beverage warmer for my desk. How ingenious is that? So, since I've been back at work I've had four of my six new chais, all deliciously kept warm. Yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!

New Year's Revolutions

Yes, readers, I did spell that right. To me, it seems like resolutions are just like a revolving door. They go round and round and round and round and...ok, you get the idea. I've never been big on New Year's Resolutions, but when I sit back and think about my personal goals - I see some patterns from year to year. For example, I'm perpetually trying to lose weight (who isn't?) and I'm always trying to be more patient and not overreact to stupid things. And, I am always trying to less stressed.

So this year, I'm going to focus on stress - since really, weight loss, patience, and not overreacting should all improve if my stress level decreases. First up, schedule the massage my darling hubz gave me for Christmas!

And the Chai drama continues...

So I was just beginning to wrap my head around a 17-pump chai and then I go to a different Starbucks this morning. They tell me that yes, the chai has been recalibrated, but now it's actually more than it used to be. Why, oh why, do they have to confuse me? Darn you Starbucks.

Holy 17 Pumps Batman!

Seriously? I went to Starbucks today and after ordering my normal chai la la, I was informed that the chai has been recalibrated. Yes, dear readers, they have changed the chai - they introduced some new drinks that have chai in them, so to not make those other drinks too strong - one pump of current chai is equal to 0.5 pumps of previous chai. So what does this mean? My normal chai la la is 17 freaking pumps. 17!!!!!! Like it wasn't a ridiculous enough order as it was...now this. And, let me tell you - I am not happy about this at all.

I'm thinking I should just order some business cards with my freaking 17-pump,whatever, whatever order. Starbucks? Are you out there? Is it so difficult to have two chai containers? And don't get me started on how these new drinks sound gross and probably will be discontinued and then what - I'll have to change my order again. This is SO not a good start to 2009. UGH!