so the dishwasher was open...

and i was checking my email, and all of a sudden, i was stabbed in the side with a sharp steak knife. 

Fortunately, my uber strong 17 month old was just trying to "hand" me the knife i believe, or i would have been in the Emergency Department instead of the podiatrist this morning.

p.s. michael found the camera.  the thieves cannot be blamed for this one i suppose.  BUT i am sure that they have borrowed those two netflix that we cannot find....

And by the way, completely altering the subject, have you ever tried to whisk your own mayonnaise?  what the ____?
I attempted this last weekend after the recipe from my glorious new cookbook made it sound so simple.  let me tell you something - it is not simple, Frank Stitt. 

adding one cup of oil "drop by drop" while whisking vigorously is far from simple in my opinion.  someday, if one of y'all can give me a tip, i will try this again so i can make some spicy coleslaw. 
But i did want to say thank you to my sister and my sister in law for their love of cookbooks that caused me to ask for this gorgeous cookbook on the left for mother's day.  If i can only master a few of these dishes, i will feel like a James Beard award winner myself.

Now the cookbook on the right is one that i had splurged on a while back. (and that is just how i felt when i got it, Jen - you read my mind)  So far, i am pretty in love with it.  Remember the homemade bread?  It was cinnamon swirl bread and it was amazing.


I don't often ask to have my picture taken with my food.  but i was pretty proud of this one. 

i am already ready to change my hair color again by the way.