Literally thirty minutes before Cale and I packed up the dogs and headed out of Tahoe City, the women in my family dragged the men to visit this little house on the main road in Tahoe City. It was Morning Glory Cottage Furnishings and was filled with so many lovely antiques and trinkets. Cutest little decorations for nurseries, garden decor, and lovely smelling soaps. I was able to limit myself to two items. But it was a struggle.

I figured this little glass pitcher would be perfect for fresh squeezed orange juice. Or more realistically, juice that I buy and pour in it. Or flowers. Yes Flowers.

I saw this just as I was going to check out. How could I resist?? Though my recent French lessons had me utterly confused. We three? That doesn’t make sense. A little googling at home taught me that twa is Scottish for two. Yes Scottish. As in Scottish terrier. It all started to make sense.

I had no clue where I was going to put that linen. It is so crisp and nice. I couldn’t see myself wiping my hands on it. (warning OCD incident ahead) So one night as I was just about to fall asleep I had an epiphany. I jumped out of bed, flipped on the kitchen light, and started shuffling around all the magnets on the fridge. The new home for the linen is on the side of our refrigerator. It looks very nice and covers up the blah beige of our old fridge. I resisted the urge to get out the level. Flicked off the light. And went back to bed.

Pushups update: Ouuuuuch. My arms. We did day two though. Total pushups tonight: 54. Though the last few were most definitely in poor form. Because. It. Hurt.