King sized down pillow. Hotels are Renie's personal version of purgatory if she forgets her king sized down pillow.
As much as we resisted getting them until we had to in Kentucky (2001), we would be lost without them, communicating when, where, how, and "honey don't forget the (fill in the blank).."
I'll admit I'm addicted to "swirling, tapping, and buffing" with my Bare Minerals make up. The stuff is amazing. It last forever and given that, ends up being cheaper than what I'd buy in the department store. I cannot live without this stuff.
This is a large baking stone. We make everything on it. When I broke my perfectly seasoned, well-worn first stone, our eating out budget skyrocketed. Philip found me a new one at Williams-Sonoma so we are back to making homemade pizzas, biscuits, nachos, cookies, etc. I don't remember what cooking was like without it.
Trust me friends, you do not want to see me without this stuff. It's a good thing Little Philip is the joy of our lives because those nine months without caffeine were rough on everyone.
Philip and I don't splurge on much but we are coffee snobs. We still miss the little coffee roaster store in Danville, KY where we used to buy our coffee each week. Without such a luxury in the big city of Birmingham, we must have our Starbuck's coffee each morning. Dark espresso roast is preferred.
From a purely practical standpoint, the alarm clock is a must. After both of us come home from work, spend QT with little man and then put him to bed, the third shift starts with laundry, dishes, cleaning, and generally getting ready to do it all over again the next day. Little Philip is a late sleeper so without the alarm clock, we'd be sunk.