14 January 2013
I have a love/hate relationship with duvets and duvet covers. In the winter, when the nighttime thermostat is turned down to the low 60s, I love it. But when I'm trying to wrestle the actual duvet into its freshly-washed decorative cover, well... I've also come to realize that the hate part is directly proportional to the number of black cats owned.
After writing yesterday's post, I got a motivated bug in me and went to the grocery store, made vegan butterscotch pudding (fail), baked vegan biscuits (win), changed the bed linens (see above), and other assorted productive tasks. Oh, and I burned a scented candle and blasted Miranda Lambert (my current obsession). So thank you, sporadic blogging venue, for giving me a kick in the rear and getting me going again.