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Showing posts with label Real Life. Show all posts

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Do you use Poshmark?

So I created a Poshmark account a year ago and listed one item. A pair of shoes. Listing those shoes made me realize a couple things. First, it's really hard to take good pictures on my phone. And second, everyone who is out there blogging must have an amazing camera. Sadly, my shoes did not sell. (I told myself it was because poshmark was so new, not because my picture was so bad).


But today, I took some pictures of a few items I had sitting in my closet. Purchases that I thought were too good to pass up at the time (coach shoes on clearance)? Had to have them. Never mind they were in a bright green color. Wearing them even a few times would get me my money's worth. Sadly, I have only worn them once to date. In their defense, they are pretty cute and I do love bright colored shoes.



However, I needed to make room in my closet for yesterday's purchase. My closet space is small, my friend. 

I drove to the outlets yesterday and snatched up two pairs of Cole Haan shoes on clearance! Specifically, one pair of low open toe nude wedges, perfect for summer, and a great pair of comfortable sandals. Jackpot! And since I am a planner, I was already looking for good sandals for our trip to Poland this summer! yay! How could I turn that down? You're right. I couldn't.




So if you are on poshmark, check out my small (for the moment) shop on the website. My poshmark account is called @marsh.


~C

Dining at The Plumed Horse

Happy Sunday! So last night we went out to dinner at a restaurant called The Plumed Horse.  One of G's co-workers gave him a giftcard as a thank you for something, and we kept forgetting to make a reservation (which must be done at least a week in advance for this place, mind you). So like any other person in this century, I hopped on yelp to read reviews. (Side not: I like to read reviews, but I'm pretty sure I've only written about five. You too? Oh good)




Let's just say I'm glad we didn't go there for New Years Eve... three different reviews said they had gone and the bill was $600 for 2 people. UM, oh my......what were we in for? After reading all of the yelp reviews, we wondered if we, too, might get 'plumed' at this restaurant. However, I'd read enough to know that the champagne cart traveling around the dining room, carved out of solid wood with a marble top, would put us on the fast track of getting plumed, so I politely declined. Our bank account said a silent thank you.



 Fast forward to our meal. The actual meal was very good (nothing that blew my mind, although I'm definitely not a foodie), but what made the dinner a one of a kind experience, was the appearance of random mini foods (four times) that were "compliments" of the chef. One arrived in the form of some sort of cheese ball on a wooden kabob stick (sticking out of a small container growing fresh green wheatgrass!), then there were four mini finger bites that included, I kid you not, a deviled quail egg. This egg was about the size of the fingernail on my thumb. Itty bitty. Can you imagine boiling a bitty egg and then shelling it and stuffing it with the deviled yoke? It was like being at a tea party for a 5 year old. Fabulous!




Other "compliments" from the generous chef included a pre-desert to cleanse our palette, and a post desert (so I guess in reality we had three desserts?) a mini mint macaron and a mini candied pineapple. Oh yeah, and a sea salt and chocolate covered  mini cheesecake ball on a kabob stick. All of these were the size of my fingernail. Needless to say, the entire experience was really fun and totally unique.  And as one yelper put it, there are 4 $ restaurants and there are 4$* restaurants. And the Plumed Horse, of course, is the latter.

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Looking for a good read?

Happy Sunday! So this week I started a book called Hush Little Baby that I chose randomly from the library. I am definitely the person that chooses a book by it's cover. Here's what I do: I wander down the aisle, looking for fabulous looking book spines with fun colors of pink, green or blue and happy looking fonts. Well, sometimes. Well, most of the time. Doesn't everyone? 
However, you must be careful using this technique. My latest observation is that these fun colored books are a similar version of the following: girl is in or getting out of stagnant/boring marriage or career and must then start over and "find" herself. She may or may not have children and be dealing with child's problems. So maybe don't use this technique?
Next, I open the book to look at the font. I hate when the book is written in ittty bitty font, like this, or it's mostly the person's thoughts. Ew. I've worked my way into the third aisle at the library using this technique, and it's been 6 months. Whoah.





 Did I mention that I am a frequent library visitor? Where I live, we have this amazing (like beautiful college campus amazing) town library where almost anything is available. I say "almost" because last week I tried to find a Math CSET book and they didn't have it. Bummer :(  However, they do have dvd rentals which include all the latest releases. I guess no one really cares about this. 
Personally, I think this deserves an extra check in the box. Even if I hadn't realized I wanted to see the movie before, a free 3 day rental opens my mind up to the fact that, hey, this could be a great movie!

But back to the book. Last night I picked it up back up and...couldn't....put...it...down. I had to finish it! And around 11:36 pm, I did. Wow. The story reminded me of a similar Nicholas Sparks book called Safe Haven because of the topic, but that's okay with me. Hush Little Baby, by Suzanne Redfearn, is a fictional story about a women living the seemingly perfect life: married to a handsome man, amazing career, two adorable children. However, life is never what it seems, right? And in this case, the saying is very accurate. So if you are looking for a new read, check it out! But maybe don't start it late at night because if you need 8 hours of sleep like me, that probably won't happen.