We’re getting married because we love each other, want to spend our lives together, blah blah blah.
But we’re also in it for the presents.
Because honestly, we want desperately need certain things, like a rolling pin:
If you’re having a hard time reading the caption on the picture, or identifying what in the world is happening, let me shed some light:
I recently used a can of aerosol hairspray (IN a gallon-sized ziploc bag) in place of a rolling pin to roll out pizza dough.
Oh yes, I totally did that.
And I’m proud of my resourceful skills.
But please, someone, buy us the rolling pin off our registry.
And while you’re at it, feel free to provide us with anything for our kitchen.
I wonder how many times one can reuse the cottage cheese containers before the plastic seeps into your food…
Our substitutions are crafty, but might be legally deemed unsafe by the Board of Health.
(PS: a HUGE thanks to my sister and her family for gifting me a mandoline slicer so we can stop borrowing our neighbor’s or mutilating veggies with our Ikea knives. woot.)




Living in our nation's capital allows me to learn something new every day. So does teaching 2nd graders. My nose piercing and tattoos keep me from normalcy, while my job and religion keep me grounded.


