My Sweet Husband

Shannon surprised me with a subscription to Cooking Light, which I love. I checked the mail yesterday and there was my first issue, just in time for the holidays (and the end of all the insanity).


And...our apartment has absolutely no way to circulate air around: there's no hood fan and no fan in the bathroom. So, our windows get fogged up in the mornings when we take showers, or when I'm cooking something like soup that lets a lot of steam off into the air. The other night when, umm, my stomach was bothering me, this is what I saw when I turned around:

I think that Kari put it best: it's the little things that speak the loudest to my heart.