I love weekends.

This weekend has been fairly random for us. We had some extra time on our hands (for once) so we finished moving our furniture back upstairs and hung some various photos/wall decorations. We also ventured out to shop for carpets because the bare wood floors seemed so lonely. We went to Tuesday Morning at the recommendation of our hairstylist. I guess he's figured out how cheap we are, because this is a very inexpensive store. We were pleased with their selection, though, and quickly made a decision on two rugs. We're trying them out for a few days before we rip off the tags, though.

I really like the one for the livingroom. It's very Pottery Barn-esque at a quarter of the cost. The tan lightens the room and there is just enough green to match the walls. Now, try to use your imagination with the couch. The current couch looks horrible with the carpet, but we aim to get a new solid colored piece in the next few months. You know, being on the Dave Ramsey plan, we haven't allowed ourselves to buy new furniture. "Live like no one else, so later you can live like no one else."



I like the dining room pick a lot too, but it just doesn't seem to meld well with the livingroom decor. I think we will stick that one upstairs on the landing and find something for it's place. Anyone have a recommendation?



We had a dinner party with some old friends Saturday night. We were in charge of dessert, so I took advantage of my brand new creme brulee set.



Within 20 minutes, the custard was made and set in the rammekins. It was a basic mix of cream, sugar, vanilla and egg yolk. They baked for 25 minutes, placed in a bath of hot water and covered with foil.



Of course, the most fun (for Brian included) was using the kitchen torch to melt the thick sugar topping. It was even more fun after we refilled the torch and the unstable butane was shooting flames about 12" long.



We served it with raspberries. It was delicious. Too bad when it came time for dessert at the party, their 1 year old decided to get sick and we had to watch her projectile vomit a couple times. Her mom quickly took her to the bathroom. We sat for a minute and then I said, "Who's ready for dessert?"

Carrie sent me a very funny video. For all of you Will Ferrell and/or kid lovers out there. Check this out.

Also, thanks to everyone for the advice on the overdrawn checks. I stopped in the bank Saturday and pleaded with the teller. I played Brian as the horrible husband who would have my hide if I didn't do something about the situation. I thought that would bring some sympathy from her. She didn't have the authority to reverse the charges until she speaks with her manager Monday. She also set up overdraft protection so this won't happen again. $5/month is a heck of a lot better than $280 in overdraft fees. Yep, that's right, we stacked up $280 in fees. Pass me another Xanax please.