Couldn't you just die?

I have had "a thing" for Ms. Kate Headley for quite some time now.  Doesn't she take the most striking photos?

Have you seen the birthday party she shot for the most adorable boy in the world?  Enjoy...

 See more from this amazing birthday soiree here.

Mama needs booze.

I used to wait for Mr. DD to get home from work before I began imbibing.  

Yeah...I don't do that anymore.

Am I a bad wife?

Toxic.

This queen of the beauty product was recently delivered some devestating news.  It came in the form of one of my besties admonishing me for my use of spray tan.  Seems counter-intuitive, no?  I laughed at first, shaking my head at her. "Silly girl, tan in a can is clearly safe because it's the alternative to a real tan, which we know is not safe at all.  No wrinkles!!  Follow me?"  Never, ever had it occured to me that this stuff could indeed be poison. 

Then she sent me the following link: http://www.cosmeticsdatabase.com/
This site enables you to search every single product in existence and provides you with a rating of its toxicity as well of a list of all its ingredients and their harmful side effects.  The news, my friends, is not good.  Just about every product I use from my face wash to my shampoo to my deodorant fall within the moderate-high hazard range.  And what's to come of my weekly manicure in light of this news: "Reduce your use of nail polish. It's one of the few types of products that routinely contains ingredients linked to birth defects. Paint your toenails and skip the fingernails. Paint nails in a well-ventilated room, or outside, or avoid using nail polish altogether, particularly when you are pregnant. Browse our custom shopping guide for advice on nail polishes that contain fewer ingredients of concern." 

What the hell is a girl to do?  Turning hippie is simply not an option.  As much as I love working with children with Autism, I'd prefer to reduce my chances of giving birth to one.  And don't get me started on cancer...

So, what do you think ladies?  Is this hyper-vigilance extreme or is there merit to reducing the use of products in our best interest?

I love you.

I love you, my fabulous, fabulous city.

The Sandpit from Sam O'Hare on Vimeo.

I love you, my little sandman.  No seriously, Dream Water changed my life.

 

Buy it here. 

 I love you, my little mouse tracker.

12 hours in the life of Teresa.  Click on photo for details.  Make your own here.

And last, but most certainly NOT least. I.LOVE.THIS.  Hooray for DC!

The District of Columbia became the sixth US jurisdiction to allow same-sex unions after the Supreme Court threw out a last-minute legal challenge.

Real Housewives of New York City

I'm only a little obsessed.
The truth is, I would love to suffocate most of the women in their sleep (except Bethenny, of course), but I cannot avert my eyes from every last second of the show.  I'm so excited for the new season. 

Image from here.

There is a god...

and he wants me to laugh very, very hard.

I just ate my cereal with a grapefruit spoon...

Because I can't be bothered to empty the dishwasher/make the bed/do the laundry/clean up this mess.

My typically tidy apartment is in ruins and I don't really care.  I'm too overwhelmed at the moment to be bothered.  Mr. DD and I keep looking around and shaking our heads and concluding that "we'll get to it."  At least he can escape.  His time is split between the big apple and our nation's capital.  At least a few nights a week he sleeps in a swanky and well kempt hotel room where someone else can take care of his mess.  When I need to escape, I bury my head in a pillow.

Enough complaining. I did have one major success this weekend... the PERFECT brownies!!!  I'm so excited to have discovered Roost.  Tons of phenomenal recipes to try.  These brownies made my husband overlook my shameful housekeeping skills and love me for culinary prowess instead.  Best brownies ever.

 

  

  

  

 

I didn't get to the heavenly Mac and Cheese from The Pioneer Woman, but perhaps when Mr. DD gets back from DC.

Was anyone else terribly sad to say goodbye to the Olympics?  I cried a little during the closing ceremonies.  All the drama and the excitement of the last two weeks have been almost too much to bear.  However, if I'm being honest, I think the most valuable lesson that I've learned is that Johnny Weir takes impeccable care of his skin.  It's truly phenomenal.  Let that be a lesson to  you, Evan Lysacek.