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Three Things This Thursday

Tomorrow is Friday, which means I have very nearly survived my first week back at work after my delightful 10 day vacation. I’m all back in the working groove, which mostly means I’m just really looking forward to the weekend and a chance to sleep in again.


I have to admit, I don’t get stuffed peppers. A couple girlfriends and I had a conversation about them over tea in a supercute tea shop on Queen Street last weekend. Even the shop owner weighed in with his two cents: “Stuffed peppers are awesome.” Inspired and intrigued – since I’d never actually consumed stuffed peppers myself – and excited to break out the brand new freakishly sharp knife the husband gave me for Christmas, I popped the top off a couple orange peppers and stuffed them full of quinoa-and-ground-turkey goodness.

And, here’s the the thing: I loved it, but I could really have done without the pepper.

Don’t get me wrong. I love peppers. But in the end, it just got in the way of the delicious stuffing inside. Does this mean I am denied good cook status? Thankfully, stuffed mushrooms have already stolen a safe place in my heart, so I haven’t dismissed the the concept of stuffing veggies itself. Perhaps I’ll try tomatoes.

But you won’t likely find me stuffing a pepper again.

(If you want to, you can find the recipe I used here @ Dinner or Desserts!)


I never would have thought I’d say this, but I love country kitchens. That’s probably how we ended up with an all white kitchen. Come back tomorrow, I think, and you’ll find out why, exactly, I’m loving this inspiration photo right now. We’ve been busy!

(Hint: I may have gotten a little high from the varathane fumes in our house last night.)


I’m sure you noticed in my last post that our duvet is all wrong for our room. There’s a few other things that are wrong, but at the moment, this is the most easily changed.

However, we have a little problem.

She’s fuzzy. She’s cute. She’ll lick your face and wiggle her butt in joy at you. Her favourite things are long walks, the dog park, her blue squeaky toy, cardboard, and fabric.

Yup. Fabric.

We don’t have a single sheet, a single afghan, a single sleeping bag without a hole in it. She’s started pulling the stuffing out of our duvet. We spent $25 on sheets at the Home Show a couple months ago, slept delightfully in them for 2 days, and then woke up on the third morning to her teeth gnawing away on the smooth grey fabric.

She’s a tyrant.

How can we justify buying a new duvet cover when her method of welcoming it home involves teeth and the biggest hole she can manage before we stop her?

We can’t.

I know that some of my readers are dog people. Do you have this problem? How do you save your stuff from the non-human creature you love the most?

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