in which i am (uncharacteristically, but still) complaisant.

so a couple of you requested a template for the handmade envelopes, and you know me, i aim to please. except for the times i aim to be mulish and contrary. those are long days for all of us, by which i mostly mean the hubby, who at this point in our marriage has racked up so many bonus points in heaven, he could cash in for eighteen holes with, like, moses. he owes me.

but right, the template. hop on over here to download a pdf or text file, or to print. (and yes, i know, aren't we professional with our wide-rule notebook-paper templates? what can i say. this is the kind of paper that lives at my house.)

breaking news from other parts of my life: i received the best presents this christmbirthasday (that is what you call it when your birthday and christmas happen together-like, and also your memory is horrid, and so you cannot recall which gifts went with which event). i mean, i gave some pretty smashing gifts, please let it be known, but the stuff i got? perfection. ducks, for example, from my kiddos. and onolicious goodies from back home, and organic chocolate, and fundage for our adoption, and chocolate covered coffee beans, and also handmade star-shaped marshmallows.



these guys are melty and light and oh so pretty, powdered up in cocoa and confectioner's sugar. i make up happy songs about them in my head.

and because i am embracing the aiming-to-please motif, i now bequeath you linkage to arguably the best homemade marshmallow recipe in the history of decadence. you are most welcome.