Oh, to hell with pouty self-analysis, let’s see a movie about me describing the contents of my kitchen as fast as I can and watch my bandwidth explode!
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Fussy | Eden M. Kennedy
Oh, to hell with pouty self-analysis, let’s see a movie about me describing the contents of my kitchen as fast as I can and watch my bandwidth explode!
But why?
How do you keep your kitchen so clean?
Elves.
What do you mean, Why? This is the Internet! That’s why!
oh, that panting bulldog sound is so familiar!
i’m totally envious of your fridge, toaster, sink, & parisian sugar tubes. the little boy’s pretty cute too.
I might have to lick your refrigerator.
Kate asks why? Because we have the technology!!!!
I am more jealous of your red Kitchen-Aid mixer than any other possible thing of which I could be jealous (which sounds extremely Suzie-Home-Make, but is true nonetheless). Still, one of these days, my student loans will be paid off, and the first thing I’m buying is a Kitchen Aid.
Although, that’s definitely a lie, I will most likely defer loans to buy a Kitchen-Aid because there is nothing better in this world for a twenty-one year old girl to do.
I have the same toaster! Does Jackson mess with the dials? My girls do that and then if I forget to check, I end up with bread-shaped briquets. Yum.
You sound like Geena Davis. I was trying to figure out who you sounded like on the audio clip about bacon and NOW I KNOW.
I thought, “who the hell is brushing their teeth in the background?!”
Clearly, it was Katie.
HUZZAH!
You have inspired me to go play Clue:
Jackson.
In the kitchen.
With the Sugar Tubes.
Superb!
For some, it’s the Kitchen Aid, for me, it’s the fridge with the ice-maker. When I grow up, that’s what I want.
I’ve seen those laptop lunchboxes on http://www.veganlunchbox.blogspot.com. They are very cool indeed.
If my house was burning down, I would probably try to haul my Kitchen Aid out the door (window?) with me and just leave all those damn photo albums behind. I tell my husband I only married him so I could get one as a wedding gift. That was before I realized that Kitchen Aid mixers come from the store, not from the wedding registry gremlins.
Loved the tour and the “err … little boy”. Also, can I have your KitchenAid? I have no room for it though, so if you could send some extra space in the same box, that would be great
I’ve been reading your blog for ages (My name is Becky and I am a lurker), and this made me laugh so much. I love the pile of crap in the corner – that is a universal feature of all kitchens.
Brilliant.
Becky
niiiice. does the little boy chop and puree?
You have my coffee grinder. The one I wanted and put on the registry and never got. Is it a good coffee grinder? (pining..wishing I knew…sigh).
Katie has to work on hitting her mark if she is going to be a film star.
You DO sound like Gena Davis! Hail to the chief! Maybe instead of Mrs. Kennedy you should go by President Kennedy?
Hmm… maybe not.
Cute!!!! Katie steals the show!!!
I like how during that whole thing I can hear the dog, I know the dog is there, but Katie doesn’t make her appearance until right at the end. Also, stand mixer envy! The SO and I actually started a SAVINGS ACCOUNT to buy one of those fancy pants pro Kitchenaid mixer. what is WRONG with us?
Pant pant pant. I was glad to see Katie show up as the panting was beginning to concern me. She has a career ahead as an obscene phone caller for sure.
I am jealous of your video, i was only able to put a picture of my kitchen up on my blog. So much to aspire to.
Ha. Your dog is winded from walking across the room. Anyway, such a gratuitious display of internet technology can mean only one thing: writer’s block. I can relate.
Ah, am I that transparent? Shit.
Thanks Mrs. Kennedy. I liked the laptop lunchbox and the Kitchen Aid mixer (red!). Your bandwidth doesn’t have to explode if you use youtube. I discovered it earlier this summer-it’s magic.
sorry to post again, but the fussy banner and links stuff appears after all the comments/entries/whathaveyou. I don’t know if it’s because my browser is stupid.
That was awesome.
I lub you.
So very cool. I love your kitchen.
Wow. I clicked on that link and (maybe because we run linux) I entered a world of utter darkness and had to restart my computer. Bummer. I may never see it.
4 out of 5 days I can’t even see my kitchen counter, which happens to be miles long. (Not mentioned to make you jealous only to prove that theory of junk expanding to take up space) That corner of clutter on your counter is what remains on mine when the husband takes the kids out for hours and hours and I clean all day.
I stopped liking you when I saw how clean your sink was but then I liked you again when you said the dishwasher needs to be emptied and the junk above it. And I love Katie just for existing.
Delurking to tell you to try the ‘pre-made’ muscle milk…..much more delicouser! Try the chocolate!
Awesome! I loved hearing Jackson talking in the background. I didn’t catch what he was saying though.
I didn’t buy the bento box lunchbox, as I am FAR too lazy to wash and keep track of all of those little compartments.
Terrific! Jacksonrific! Kitchenrific!
Striking cinematography -
you may have missed your calling.
“Knowing intuitively what the video camera could do for her, she would bring pleasure to many more people than in the days when she used only her tongue.” — a future critic (on Katie the dog)
That was just too cool. I love it. I want to do that…need to take time to learn.
Loved the “little boy”.
Just as Becky (beck/mort) said, I see the bunch of crap always sitting in the counter is a universal thing.
I’ve also been reading you, I’m also a lurker, but I AM NOT Becky. (I swear) I’m the one from Switzerland who wrote you that pathetic mail… U_U
And about the question “Why?”
Because we can, of course.
I can’t view it here at work, but I’m going to post-it note my forehead to watch it at home!
Ah yes…what I wouldn’t give for:
a) a little boy to jabber at me
b) that sink
c) to live in carp again.
Thanks for the comment! I freely admit that I hooted in joy when I saw I had a comment from you. Silly? Maybe. I now must have a T-shirt
hehehe that’s fabulous I wish I had your kitchen, mine looks like a PIT. Jackson is so cute. Katie is adorable.
that was freaking awesome.
Ok, that was awesome. I am SO moving in. Cute kids, dogs, espresso makers, and Apple scented Palmolive, I belong there.
You went counter-clockwise….interesting.
Katie!! A living, heavily breathing Katie!!! Give her a belly scratch for me!
Lovely kitchen, I like your sink faucets. Very nice.
I have that toaster!
I was saving this for a moment when I was hating humanity and BOO! I finally had one. Thank you for bringing me back.
So, I have to say that I’m a little freaked out that your voice sounds so much like my voice that my 4-year-old asked how I got myself on the computer.
On the other hand, I’m pleased that I’m not the only one that randomly piles shit on the kitchen counters.