tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75939040934255971902012-02-16T03:02:52.202-08:00Emily Lewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427946349023647082noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593904093425597190.post-33381978220753450912009-08-09T21:13:00.000-07:002009-08-09T21:20:11.094-07:00I am addicted to watching Barefoot Contessa on the Food Network- it's Martha Stewart magazine, except for moms who never have time to sit down and read a magazine, but still want to picture themselves in the Hamptons eating fabulous food at a fabulous dinner party instead of listening to a screaming of the baby- you don't even need to hear the show to see the fabulousness- it works out perfect for me.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7593904093425597190-3338197822075345091?l=husbandowesmebig.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emily Lewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427946349023647082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7593904093425597190.post-40732845225017274712009-01-20T13:49:00.000-08:002009-01-20T13:59:48.499-08:00The purpose of this blog is to remind my husband that he owes me A LOT of Karma Chips, money, and baby-free time. This is because I have let him buy a great many, many expensive guitar accoutrements. I have also allowed him to go to many, many expensive concerts, leaving me at home with our little baby that I GAVE BIRTH TO. (Giving birth alone is enough to make him owe me for a while anyways....)<br /><br />Austin and I made an agreement that anytime he spends money on something fun, I get the equal amount of money for something fun- in future postings, I will list just exactly how far in the hole my husband is.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7593904093425597190-4073284522501727471?l=husbandowesmebig.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Emily Lewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03427946349023647082noreply@blogger.com0