where is wardrobe therapy when I need it???

I finally unpacked my suitcases from my trip to the US and that made for quite the set of piles on the bed. The problem is, these piles do not include all the things already hiding in drawers and in closets. For a person who has never really liked clothes, I sure seem to have a lot of them all of a sudden. The stuff on the bed has mostly been purchased in the last 12 months (thank you Anthropologie). The stuff in the dressers and closet is mostly stuff I came to Saudi with, stuff that mostly fits but does little (sometimes nothing for me). Since I have these lovely 10 days off, I'm determined to weed out the nothings to leave me with space for the lovelies. Unfortunately, I tend to be very bad at this process- I really need my ruthless sister here to slash and burn her way through my wardrobe. Sigh...

most wonderful blog post ever

If you haven't already read this magnificent article about towels and chickens and husbands, be prepared to laugh until you cry: And That's Why You Should Learn to Pick Your Battles. Now I want a giant chicken!

one year down, two to go

I'm back in Saudi after a glorious few weeks in the US, and a terrible week coping with jetlag when I returned.  I'm finally back on track with sleeping and work, and in a few days will have another glorious 10 days off of work to celebrate Eid.  We aren't traveling anywhere for Eid because we just got back and Brad has different days off than I have and basically we just aren't in the mood.  I do however have a long list of tasks to accomplish at home like wardobe purging, completion of unpacking (8 months after my stuff arrived), rearranging some furniture, and hanging some more art.

We'll see how much of that list actually gets done but at least I have high in the sky apple pie hopes!