For-eh-va

The title of this post is supposed to make you think of The Sandlot. I hope that was effective. I know that is has been about 4 months since my last post. In blog world that is like a million years. In five bullet points our less I will try to sum up my life over the last million years and maybe you will forgive me:
* I got a new job (yay!)
* That job is at a University which means I get to start my free master's program soon...which means I have had to spend time preparing/researching which one to choose before I started
* Mr. Z started his life as a real student doctor in a clinic working on real patients. Which is a huge improvement from this creepy thing:

* I don't know why I can never come up with five things, but trust me those three took a lot of time. Okay.

That being said I have some things to update you on. But first a story. 

Once upon a time when this Housewife was just a small princess she used to watch a show called Rescue 9-1-1. This show often had scary stories about real life people who's houses burned down from leaving a candle lit or a Christmas lit tree gone bad. Because of this Princess Housewife has one (of many) irrational fears of her house burning down from some odd ball house disaster. Que Wednesday night. 

Princess Housewife, "Husband I smell something burning! What is it!? We are going to die!"

Husband and Princess Housewife scramble around the small apartment attempting to find the source of burning smell. Princess Housewife notices smoke coming out of the dish washer. In the end, the travel mug lid never had a chance:

You think I would have learned my lesson when only a few months prior we lost two spoons in the same tragic situation:

So now that it has officially been one year and one month since we moved into the apartment I love I can now share decorating pictures with you! It has taken me a long time to get it together okay!

First the kitchen, color scheme inspiration for most of the house:

OoOoO cute. Reds and blacks and whites. 

Welcome to my living room and dining room:

Aaaannnnd the delightfully decorated bedroom:

The End. To conclude this lovely random blog, it was Mr. Z's bday this week:

I cannot take credit for the cake but I can take credit for the TEE LIGHT birthday candles. Because only a sophisticated housewife would have REAL ones.

Birthday Post! Birthday Post!

Saturday was a glorious day, a day everyone celebrated as the day of my birth. It all started with Mr. Z squinting at me from across the bed, "What would you like for breakfast Birthday Girl?" The answer to this particular question will always be the same, always. I choose pancakes because pancakes are, in my opinion, fluffy carbolicious pieces of heaven. "Pancakes!", I scream as I grab for my computer. I google "home made pancakes" and skim through the first recipe I find,

"Dad's Homemade Pancakes." As I peruse through the ingredients I think, "I can totally make that work...." My, wasn't I adorable.

Dad's Homemade Pancakes called for:

I had:

1 c. flour

1 c. flour-Doing good so far!

1 tbsp. baking powder

Ummm I have baking soda
1/2 tsp. baking soda

baking soda and baking powder are totally like the
same thing....it should be fine.....

2 tbsp. vegetable oil

This looks like vegetable oil. It says, "Smart Balance: a mix of olive oil and canola oil." That totally works!

3 tbsp. sugar

No sugar to be found in this house. Solution: open all the splenda packs we have! We can get 3 tbsp. EASY

1 c. milk

1 c. milk-yes! I totally have this!

1 egg

Also this!

1/2 tsp. salt

and this!

Despite my lack of actual ingredients, I was confident that because it was my day of BIRTH, kitchen karma was totally on my side and I was going to have the delicious fluffy carb coma I desired. Mix, mix, mix and behold!

Kelsey's homemade pancakes:

I know, I know those are. not. pancakes. Maybe, I will just give these mess ups to Mr. Z. I will try again....

Wow...wow. Well, maybe! maybe they will taste amazing! And it won't even matter! I will just put this weird seacreatureesk looking thing into my mouth and BLLLLAAAAAHHHH. iiiccckkk. Sad face.

Epic pancake fail.

But don't worry, because even though kitchen karma was against me, the amazingness of my husband and his SECRET PARTY PLANNING SKILLZ were totally on my side! He planned a whole party at the bowling alley with all of my amazing friends. Sneaky ya'll, very sneaky! I don't know what was the best gift- my awesome princess attire, people telling me that they have read/loved/CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF (okay maybe I am putting words in everyone's mouth!) my blog, or the amazing blog inspired cook books, utensils and slap chop contraptions!

Thank you to all you lovely people who made me feel like a special pretty pretty princess of the bowling alley and the kitchen on my birthday!