Thursday, September 27, 2012
Spider Tutorial
MudWorks is having a Once & Done class in a few weeks to create spider bowls perfect for candy. Today, alongside Marq and MJ, JoAnn taught us how to make the little Halloween friend so that we could teach the classes. Since both kids will get to make one the big decision will be what candy goes in them!!!
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Hunger, Purging, Closets, Dave and Ben
I have almost completed day three of the cleanse. No food has entered my mouth. Usually I keep busy but today I did it with a vengeance. I tackled the closet in the kids' room. I ripped everything out of it and threw things into mounds all over the floor. There was a contractor bag just waiting for items. When enough time goes by you realize you need to let go of things. When you are starving...you are ruthless. This combination makes for one great purge. One bag will make its way out to a little boy who is just the right size. Three huge bags are ready to go to the school clothing drive in a few weeks. The empty closet lead to organizing the new contents that made the cut. This led to drawers being reorganized. It was a domino rally of tidiness and purging. A few minutes into this adventure I realized I needed some inspiration. New music by Pink, Dave Matthews and Ben Folds Five accompanied me throughout the day. If I became sad about a piece of clothing that would no longer fit my little guy...I would focus on the hunger. If I became nostalgic about a toy we used to play with together I would hone in on some lyrics I've never heard before today. If the hunger got on my nerves I would make something so clean and tidy that I would forget I was even hungry to begin with. There was no emotional eating, no tears and whole lotta of "good for me" running through my head. Today I was in a whole different type of control.
I would also like to thank the friends who threw out a supportive text today from time to time...it meant so much.
I would also like to thank the friends who threw out a supportive text today from time to time...it meant so much.
The Mindy Project
I was very sad when Michael left The Office. I am even more bummed that The Office is almost over. Mindy off on her own will help get me through the loss. From the opening few moments about a girl watching romantic comedies to the very ending it explores the wide range of womanhood. It is clever and quick and sweet and tender all at once. It doesn't limit. It expresses all that a female thinks about and lives and does it with heart. It is honest...and encompasses all of the good and bad that a woman holds in her tricky little mind. There has been a lot of hype over this show and I'm so glad that it was worth it all. Great job, Mindy...thank you for being real, smart and giving me a new season pass to be thrilled about!!!
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
The Master Cleanse with Leigh Ann
A few years ago I did the "cleanse" with my mother. I cut up a million fruits and veggies and juiced for us both leading into the big moment. I made it through a few days of that and then five days of the liquid and then came back out of it with the veggies again. My first food back from the other side was bacon. I joke about it now because I find it hysterical. If you aren't familiar with this process let me share a bit of information:
It helps:
My goal is to get through the week and then come out on juices and veggies early next week. After one day I am already feeling better. Slightly tired and a tad bit cranky I am committing to this. It is the next part of the challenge to be uncomfortable. In the discomfort there tends to be growth. I also know that after doing all of this I will be able to stick to things better. I have already realized how much I just grab something to nibble on just because it is there. Those nibbles add up. I also need to focus the moments of sadness into an activity that will lighten my mood not a food that will add weight to my body. I will clean out the machine, feed it what is good and then move on to restoring it. I feel my spirit and mind are now being pulled down by my body and I'm thinking that is the easiest of the three to fix. I have worked hard on the other two and now they will help me get to the next place...with a little help from my friends, lemon, maple syrup, cayenne and Leigh Ann.
Wish us luck!!!
It helps:
- To dissolve and eliminate toxins and congestion that have formed inside your body.
- To cleanse the kidneys and the digestive system.
- To purify the glands and cells throughout the entire body.
- To eliminate all unusable waste and hardened material in the joints and muscles.
- To relieve pressure and irritation in the nerves, arteries, and blood vessels.
- To build a healthy blood stream.
- To keep youth and skin elasticity regardless of our years.
My goal is to get through the week and then come out on juices and veggies early next week. After one day I am already feeling better. Slightly tired and a tad bit cranky I am committing to this. It is the next part of the challenge to be uncomfortable. In the discomfort there tends to be growth. I also know that after doing all of this I will be able to stick to things better. I have already realized how much I just grab something to nibble on just because it is there. Those nibbles add up. I also need to focus the moments of sadness into an activity that will lighten my mood not a food that will add weight to my body. I will clean out the machine, feed it what is good and then move on to restoring it. I feel my spirit and mind are now being pulled down by my body and I'm thinking that is the easiest of the three to fix. I have worked hard on the other two and now they will help me get to the next place...with a little help from my friends, lemon, maple syrup, cayenne and Leigh Ann.
Wish us luck!!!
Gianna's Apple Party
My great-niece turned two this weekend. You've heard plenty about the White House and how they entertain and make a family feel loved and this was no exception.
The theme was APPLES.
This means:
*apple scented candles burning
*apple soap in the bathroom
*gingham tablecloths
*giant "apples" all over the yard (red beach balls complete with felt leaf and stem)
*apple cider
*candy table complete with apple rings, apples with caramel dip, apple pops and more
*Sam's Octoberfest
*apple games
*the goody bags are a whole other post
It was yet another wonderful day with a family that makes me more proud every time I see them.
They live life and teach their children how to do the same and remind us all in the process.
Happy Birthday, Gianna! We love you!
The theme was APPLES.
This means:
*apple scented candles burning
*apple soap in the bathroom
*gingham tablecloths
*giant "apples" all over the yard (red beach balls complete with felt leaf and stem)
*apple cider
*candy table complete with apple rings, apples with caramel dip, apple pops and more
*Sam's Octoberfest
*apple games
*the goody bags are a whole other post
It was yet another wonderful day with a family that makes me more proud every time I see them.
They live life and teach their children how to do the same and remind us all in the process.
Happy Birthday, Gianna! We love you!
Hot Set
Project Runway is for fashionistas.
Top Chef is for foodies.
Face Off is for sci-fi geeks.
SYTYCD is for the dancers at heart.
Hot Set is for the movie lover who knows the value of the perfect lighting, the proper props and the accurate effects needed to give a scene just the right vibe. I love learning the process of anything and discovering that there is so much more out there with just about any subject!
Top Chef is for foodies.
Face Off is for sci-fi geeks.
SYTYCD is for the dancers at heart.
Hot Set is for the movie lover who knows the value of the perfect lighting, the proper props and the accurate effects needed to give a scene just the right vibe. I love learning the process of anything and discovering that there is so much more out there with just about any subject!
Detzi's Tavern
I have heard about this place for years. It is one of those local gems that many seem to enjoy. Combine a new dining experience with your bff's birthday and it makes for one fun night. It was packed with a wonderful crowd and the service was perfect. The food was just what we all wanted...simple comfort food done well. The company was awesome and the night was as sweet as the person we were celebrating! One last happy birthday wish going out to my friend, Jenne!
Regular Show
Can adults watch cartoons? Yep. Are they witty, clever and funny? Yep. Do I still feel like I am breaking some adult rule by watching? Uh huh. But I'm working on it one laugh at a time.
New MudWorks Shirt
Hannah learned to silk screen and did a bunch of shirts for us. I have never worn a MudWorks top and I'm coming up on two years there so it was a nice treat for us! Thanks, JoAnn and Hannah!
Breaking Amish
Amish Real World should be the title. It is an interesting program delving into the lives of a mysterious culture. I wonder how much of it is accurate or true. I'm not sure how people with no access to the outside world would even know about such an opportunity and it is making me skeptical about the whole thing. It will entertain, I guess. I haven't watched enough episodes to make a declaration but I will give a few more viewings a try!
Monday, September 17, 2012
Boob Lottery
Today, I popped behind the counter at work for a bit to ring up a sale. I leaned over to show something to Leigh Ann and my boob hit the keys of the register and the number 449 rang up.
449.
Don't know if this is a message from the number gods or some huge symbolic statement or if my boob just hit the right combination of keys but I did get myself to play the lottery on the way to pick up the kids. When your boob gives you a number you should listen.
I did a little googling for my boobling and this is what came up:
**It was the Year of the Consulship of Astyrius and Romanus
**There is a steamfitter local union with that number in Pittsburgh
**It is the number of an aviation brigade
...and other various things... but this quote caught my eye:
"And acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. When I am disturbed, it is because I find some person, place, thing or situation -- some fact of my life -- unacceptable to me, and I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment."
Wow...universe, you don't mess around.
("This may be one of the most quoted passages in literature. It's from Page 449 (first 3 editions, pg. 417 in the 4th edition) of Alcoholics Anonymous or The Big Book as it is widely known:" )
Even my boob is serious about this life changing growth...and I'll take the message and run with it...as I will with the money!!! Wish me luck folks!
P.S. I will watch my stats on this post fly because I am on to the trend of you reading the racier titles...lol. Shame, shame on all of you who skip my sweet ones and go right for the titillating titles!!!
449.
Don't know if this is a message from the number gods or some huge symbolic statement or if my boob just hit the right combination of keys but I did get myself to play the lottery on the way to pick up the kids. When your boob gives you a number you should listen.
I did a little googling for my boobling and this is what came up:
**It was the Year of the Consulship of Astyrius and Romanus
**There is a steamfitter local union with that number in Pittsburgh
**It is the number of an aviation brigade
...and other various things... but this quote caught my eye:
"And acceptance is the answer to all my problems today. When I am disturbed, it is because I find some person, place, thing or situation -- some fact of my life -- unacceptable to me, and I can find no serenity until I accept that person, place, thing or situation as being exactly the way it is supposed to be at this moment."
Wow...universe, you don't mess around.
("This may be one of the most quoted passages in literature. It's from Page 449 (first 3 editions, pg. 417 in the 4th edition) of Alcoholics Anonymous or The Big Book as it is widely known:" )
Even my boob is serious about this life changing growth...and I'll take the message and run with it...as I will with the money!!! Wish me luck folks!
P.S. I will watch my stats on this post fly because I am on to the trend of you reading the racier titles...lol. Shame, shame on all of you who skip my sweet ones and go right for the titillating titles!!!
Iyanla, Fix My Life
Iyanla has a new show. Don't know about her? Find her and watch. Watch... as she breaks down the walls that people put up. Watch...as she makes them see things for what they really are instead of what people create. Watch...as she inspires people to live the full life they are capable of living.
PEEC
I have lived here since '90 and shame on me for not knowing about local stuff yet...but it HAS made for some great new things so I'm grateful even if it took me twenty-two years.
Saturday was spent at the lovely Pocono Environmental Education Center. Leigh Ann and I set up the booth and spent the day enjoying the crisp air (a little rough at times but crisp). We were stationed between the alpacas and the rescued wildlife animals which in itself made for an adventure. There were lots of great people and fun stuff for the kids to do and all for a good cause. Maybe next time I go I will enjoy some trails but for now the albino crow saying "hello" will have to do!
Saturday was spent at the lovely Pocono Environmental Education Center. Leigh Ann and I set up the booth and spent the day enjoying the crisp air (a little rough at times but crisp). We were stationed between the alpacas and the rescued wildlife animals which in itself made for an adventure. There were lots of great people and fun stuff for the kids to do and all for a good cause. Maybe next time I go I will enjoy some trails but for now the albino crow saying "hello" will have to do!
Hannah's Fettucini Alfredo
Friday is feast day at work. There are times when everyone chips in a little of this and a little of that. Other days are themed liked Thanksgiving in July. Then there are the days when one person makes the meal for the rest of the crew. This Friday, Hannah treated us to a huge bowl of fettucini alfredo and a second bowl of pasta with garlic sauce. It was yummy!!! Girl can do mad sculpture, badass watercolors, silkscreen shirts and paint gorgeous rainbow manes on unicorns...who knew she could make a delicious meal as well!?!?! Thanks, Hannah!!!
Gangnam Style
My friend Zulma posted a video the other day for Psy's - Gangnam Style. It is a catchy little tune that makes you happy. I watched Ellen and there it was again. In fact, she had him on to teach her the dance. I waited to show the kids and on a morning when motivation was low...the time presented itself. We watched the video and within minutes we were singing and dancing our way through the morning routine...Gangnam style.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Said "Hi" to Shelly
So in yet another attempt to stretch out this birthday thing (I'm thinking I should have forty separate events ;)) we went to the Sycamore with my coupon. They send you a post card for your birthday and if you text an additional message you get $25 off. This means that I just devoured a free filet mignon. Can't tell you the last time I had one of those. Dad had some muscles....and Ethan took a liking to one of the shells. I had no idea that he kept it as we got up from the table. When we first came home he instructed me to "Say hi to Shelly". Just now he came up behind me and did it again. I wonder if Shelly has met Mr. Duck Sauce or Mr. Soy Sauce... but I can't imagine they wouldn't like each other.
On a side note thanks to Leigh Ann for joining us and making it so fun! I just hope we can both get out of bed by morning with all of the food in our bellies!
On a side note thanks to Leigh Ann for joining us and making it so fun! I just hope we can both get out of bed by morning with all of the food in our bellies!
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Three Dozen Roses
I love flowers. Love them. I would have them around all of the time if I could. Throughout my life I may have received a dozen here or there but when I would see those scenes in the movies where someone got a huge bunch of them I would wonder what that was like...until today. My sister sent me flowers for my birthday. It was supposed to have two dozen various colors of splendor...but only one dozen came. She was very disappointed and reported that it would be fixed. I kind of think it was a bit of a blessing because in order to solve the problem they sent the order of two dozen roses...but this time correctly...giving me a total of three dozen!!!! I now have a full vase on the table, a lovely little arrangement in the bathroom and three bud vases full on a shelf in the hallway. I can see and smell roses all over the place and think of the thoughtful gift every step of the way. Thank you so much Victoria, Phillip and Eric for making me feel like a queen and spreading out the birthday vibe for yet another day!!!
Goodbye Green Shirt
If you pay attention you know that a while back I threw away my hoodie woobie. It's that piece of clothing that gives you a hug when nobody else does. It's the blankie of adulthood. I guess at this time of great change in my life as I enter a new age I needed to rip another one away. This time it is my favorite green shirt. It is the perfect color, the right weight and the "this one is juuuuusssst right" softness. I have worn it so much it has holes and stains but I sneak it in each chance I can. My job allows for some dirty clothes and there are no rules in sleepyland. But tonight I fried up some onions and I think the splatter marks are too much for even my favorite shirt. It is in that moment I decided it was time to let it go. Then came the feeling of "nooooooo, not yet!". Maybe I can treat the stains? Maybe it's still ok for sleeping? Maybe one more wear?
That's when this new thing helps...because getting rid of something bad for me or releasing something toxic IS a new thing. Because I can't make room for something awesome and new if I can't get rid of the old. There is one hanger left in the closet and I need to be sure I'm happy with what is hanging on it. It pushes me to release the safety and go for the risk. It will go out with the trash and I will begin the quest for the next favorite shirt. But I just got these awesome new earrings that match....well, I guess I'll just have to wear them to the store to match the new one that I get!!!
That's when this new thing helps...because getting rid of something bad for me or releasing something toxic IS a new thing. Because I can't make room for something awesome and new if I can't get rid of the old. There is one hanger left in the closet and I need to be sure I'm happy with what is hanging on it. It pushes me to release the safety and go for the risk. It will go out with the trash and I will begin the quest for the next favorite shirt. But I just got these awesome new earrings that match....well, I guess I'll just have to wear them to the store to match the new one that I get!!!
Birthday Brunch
The day after my birthday I walked into a room full of a selection of family and friends. It took me a moment to take it all in. I was shaking, touched and overwhelmed. It was also surreal. Sometimes these moments in which the world takes a snapshot of your life make you realize where you truly are. We tend to live in a fog, a past or a potential at all times.
On this day people were there to share with me...and in this post I will give back.
Jenne - Back in the days of Pearl Jam records I stood at the gate of The Wall in the hopes of getting the new release. I had no idea that I would be entering a music store as well as a friendship that would help guide me through the next few decades. All of these years later I can say that there are only a few people who share this tight a bond with me in the world and I am blessed to have you as one of them. You are a sister in spirit, zodiac sign, heart and humor. You are my best friend who gives without end like a waterfall. You know me for all that I am and love me anyway. You support me in the weakest of moments and celebrate in the brightest of shines. You are the very essence of friendship, loyalty and sisterhood and for that I will always be grateful and lucky. Does it help that your birthday gifts are always a journey of amazement that bring me to tears? Sure...but the fact that you face fears, fire and fury with me all while making me laugh is the magic that you are. You are here when I need you MORE than there when you need me and that is the meaning of friendship. I love you and appreciate you more than you'll ever know! (Of course I made you first...you win! lol)
Bradley Malcolm - I miss the days of sharing a pint and hope that someday we'll find those moments again. Until then I will say that I love your mind...twisted sense of humor..."all knowing" voice...and sensitivity. I love how you take care of the family that I value so much as a good father and husband. I love that you grow your own veggies and make your own crab cakes and dance with no rhythm but do it anyway. I hope someday soon we can play games, talk about the music that we love (but your wifey poo hates) and compare new recipes that we want to try. I also look forward to trips and watching our children experience things for the first time. Thank you for sharing in my day...it meant the world to me.
Tina - From the first moment we met I knew that what we had was special. We have grown up together...in age and in spirit. We have taken turns in guiding each other through the journey of life in almost every possible way. You are my soul sister and source of constant support. We have shared many a drink, dance, Gavin concert, triumph and fall and all that comes in between. You craft things with your passion for life, create special moments for all of us and make us feel like part of the family. You know the meaning of love, friendship and family and I can't imagine my past, present and future without you in my life. When I think of us I think of vulnerability, laughter, silliness, truth, support and kindness. I can remember countless phone calls to one another in moments that seemed too hard to get through and yet here we are...stronger and brighter than ever before. A few years ago you said that you missed where I had gone off to and in a hug today you mentioned it was nice to see me back. You are one of the very reasons this metamorphosis could take place and this (almost) butterfly is very grateful. I love you for all that you are!
Ryan - You are seriously one of my favorite people on this planet. We aren't the tightest of friends because our busy lives keep us from talks and experiences that we might share but that doesn't mean I don't absolutely adore you. You inspire me to be creative. You challenge my brain with good conversation. I idolize you for your constant energy, enthusiasm and zest for life. If I had to pick a few people to get stuck on an island with...without a doubt you would be one of them. God only knows how fun you would make it! I know our future holds more game nights, movie discussions and crazy Portlandia skits so until then I will simply let you know that I love you for being so damn awesome and not JUST because of how you make my girl happy...not JUST because you are an amazing father to those two girls...but because you are YOU! Love and hugs.
Theresa and Frank - Thank you for sharing in my special day. I have been in and around your family and you have been in mine for decades now. We have shared some momentous events and they would not have been complete without you. We are all lucky to have your perspective, loyalty and friendship along with the memories of many a blast at your house. Plus...let's face it...you guys are a riot!!! Thank you so much for the years and years of hugs, giggles and love! Love you guys!!!
Frank - We have been together since we were goofballs working at the mall. We have watched each other grow up like a brother and sister. You have added some muscles and tattoos but I still know who you are. I know we are constantly searching to do more, be more and grow more and our paths seem to cross whenever we need them to...thank you for sharing my milestone.
Jihan - Friendships come in different forms and I've always felt that our theme was encouragement and support. That isn't an easy thing to come by with most people. I look to you for inspiration as you show us how to have a positive attitude no matter what. You are always eager to read the book, show up at the flash mob or join in the party and I love that about you...it is refreshing. I look forward to many more adventures and inspirations in the future! Thank you for pushing the world to new heights but maybe you could start in flats because you get way too much of a head start...lol. Hugs to you even if I have to stretch! ;)
Justin - I am so proud of you for so many reasons. I won't bog you down with listing them because we all know that's not your style but know that I appreciate your humor, love and constant thoughtfulness. When others are too busy to drive ten minutes you think nothing of getting your ass up here even if it takes five hours. This family is so lucky to have you and since childhood you have been a source of joy for this "auntie". Love you so!
Mary - Words can't express the love and gratitude that I have for you. I am actually overwhelmed right now trying to figure out how to narrow down what I want to say to you. You make me laugh when it is unbearable. You are a chameleon for what we all need whenever and wherever that is. You are thoughtful beyond measure and a constant source of pure joy and love. The universe gave me a "mother", best friend, crazy party girl, cheerleader, grandmother to my kids and soul mate when it gave me Murr. You glow with kindness, compassion and a love of life and I am a warmer little planet with your sun shining on me. Thank you for all that you are! I couldn't imagine my life without you and am constantly grateful that you are in it! Love you!!!
Chuck and Theresa - I didn't want to lump you together because you are both so important to me each on your own but I had to...ya see...you are a team. You are two wonderfully independent people but the partnership is my hero. I use you as a gauge always for what a couple should be. You have taught students, children, this family and the world how to behave. You toast your love at every meal and remind us all that love and family is a choice not an obligation. You celebrate the tiny moments and cherish the big ones. You make everything special all while serving the community and every single person that comes your way. You are selfless, compassionate and giving beyond all measure and yet are smart, clever, hysterical and fun. My "COUPLE AWARD" always goes to you because you never let apathy settle in. You look to grow, improve and fix...always. I could write for hours about how much I adore you both and love you for what you bring to this planet but I'll end this with a thank you for being you. I love you both so much and am so lucky to have you in my life!
and John -
The universe placed us together in the sixth grade for a reason. I needed a friend to make me laugh and you needed a butterfly to distract you. Two tricky kids found solace in a peaceful friendship at school when our home lives weren't necessarily easy. I am so sorry the circumstances took you so far away too quickly but was grateful for years of pen pal letters and visits. Now we are old. Really old...though you are older...(wink wink) and here we are again picking each other up when the world has made it difficult. For years now we have pushed each other to do things so far outside of our comfort zone that I am surprised we are not in little pieces all over the floor...though occasionally we do need to scoop each other up. You have seen me at my absolute worst and have stood by me with support and dedication. For the countless hours of listening I thank you. I also thank you for introducing me to a million new things, sharing in my life in so many ways and pushing me when I was scared to do anything... from trying calamari to facing my biggest fears. You are here when it is easy but more importantly you are here when it is absolute hell...and in the ups and downs and highs and lows you put me first. You reach beyond the ease of selfishness to the discomfort of giving and for that I am eternally grateful. For too many reasons to list...I thank you. My shine thanks you. I love you for helping me to find it again.
Of course there are the children...the most perfect, adorable and brilliant children in the room were right there with me as well. They all sat at a kiddie table and made messes together like a family does. They keep me silly, young and excited to live and I'm so glad that their ages range from (almost) eleven to teething. I will be the silly aunt, the goofy "aunt", the babysitter and the mom and love every minute of it. I thank you for letting me steal so many hugs and can't wait to watch you grow up while we hide the tears as it goes too quickly. I will be the one with the camera at the recitals, the nutty one who dances with you at the weddings and the one crying because she loves you all so much. I take the whole "village" thing seriously so watch out!!!
Thank you all for a wonderful day to celebrate the first half of my life! I look forward to the next few chapters and can't wait to read what happens next...and am thrilled that you will all be by my side.
On this day people were there to share with me...and in this post I will give back.
Jenne - Back in the days of Pearl Jam records I stood at the gate of The Wall in the hopes of getting the new release. I had no idea that I would be entering a music store as well as a friendship that would help guide me through the next few decades. All of these years later I can say that there are only a few people who share this tight a bond with me in the world and I am blessed to have you as one of them. You are a sister in spirit, zodiac sign, heart and humor. You are my best friend who gives without end like a waterfall. You know me for all that I am and love me anyway. You support me in the weakest of moments and celebrate in the brightest of shines. You are the very essence of friendship, loyalty and sisterhood and for that I will always be grateful and lucky. Does it help that your birthday gifts are always a journey of amazement that bring me to tears? Sure...but the fact that you face fears, fire and fury with me all while making me laugh is the magic that you are. You are here when I need you MORE than there when you need me and that is the meaning of friendship. I love you and appreciate you more than you'll ever know! (Of course I made you first...you win! lol)
Bradley Malcolm - I miss the days of sharing a pint and hope that someday we'll find those moments again. Until then I will say that I love your mind...twisted sense of humor..."all knowing" voice...and sensitivity. I love how you take care of the family that I value so much as a good father and husband. I love that you grow your own veggies and make your own crab cakes and dance with no rhythm but do it anyway. I hope someday soon we can play games, talk about the music that we love (but your wifey poo hates) and compare new recipes that we want to try. I also look forward to trips and watching our children experience things for the first time. Thank you for sharing in my day...it meant the world to me.
Tina - From the first moment we met I knew that what we had was special. We have grown up together...in age and in spirit. We have taken turns in guiding each other through the journey of life in almost every possible way. You are my soul sister and source of constant support. We have shared many a drink, dance, Gavin concert, triumph and fall and all that comes in between. You craft things with your passion for life, create special moments for all of us and make us feel like part of the family. You know the meaning of love, friendship and family and I can't imagine my past, present and future without you in my life. When I think of us I think of vulnerability, laughter, silliness, truth, support and kindness. I can remember countless phone calls to one another in moments that seemed too hard to get through and yet here we are...stronger and brighter than ever before. A few years ago you said that you missed where I had gone off to and in a hug today you mentioned it was nice to see me back. You are one of the very reasons this metamorphosis could take place and this (almost) butterfly is very grateful. I love you for all that you are!
Ryan - You are seriously one of my favorite people on this planet. We aren't the tightest of friends because our busy lives keep us from talks and experiences that we might share but that doesn't mean I don't absolutely adore you. You inspire me to be creative. You challenge my brain with good conversation. I idolize you for your constant energy, enthusiasm and zest for life. If I had to pick a few people to get stuck on an island with...without a doubt you would be one of them. God only knows how fun you would make it! I know our future holds more game nights, movie discussions and crazy Portlandia skits so until then I will simply let you know that I love you for being so damn awesome and not JUST because of how you make my girl happy...not JUST because you are an amazing father to those two girls...but because you are YOU! Love and hugs.
Theresa and Frank - Thank you for sharing in my special day. I have been in and around your family and you have been in mine for decades now. We have shared some momentous events and they would not have been complete without you. We are all lucky to have your perspective, loyalty and friendship along with the memories of many a blast at your house. Plus...let's face it...you guys are a riot!!! Thank you so much for the years and years of hugs, giggles and love! Love you guys!!!
Frank - We have been together since we were goofballs working at the mall. We have watched each other grow up like a brother and sister. You have added some muscles and tattoos but I still know who you are. I know we are constantly searching to do more, be more and grow more and our paths seem to cross whenever we need them to...thank you for sharing my milestone.
Jihan - Friendships come in different forms and I've always felt that our theme was encouragement and support. That isn't an easy thing to come by with most people. I look to you for inspiration as you show us how to have a positive attitude no matter what. You are always eager to read the book, show up at the flash mob or join in the party and I love that about you...it is refreshing. I look forward to many more adventures and inspirations in the future! Thank you for pushing the world to new heights but maybe you could start in flats because you get way too much of a head start...lol. Hugs to you even if I have to stretch! ;)
Justin - I am so proud of you for so many reasons. I won't bog you down with listing them because we all know that's not your style but know that I appreciate your humor, love and constant thoughtfulness. When others are too busy to drive ten minutes you think nothing of getting your ass up here even if it takes five hours. This family is so lucky to have you and since childhood you have been a source of joy for this "auntie". Love you so!
Mary - Words can't express the love and gratitude that I have for you. I am actually overwhelmed right now trying to figure out how to narrow down what I want to say to you. You make me laugh when it is unbearable. You are a chameleon for what we all need whenever and wherever that is. You are thoughtful beyond measure and a constant source of pure joy and love. The universe gave me a "mother", best friend, crazy party girl, cheerleader, grandmother to my kids and soul mate when it gave me Murr. You glow with kindness, compassion and a love of life and I am a warmer little planet with your sun shining on me. Thank you for all that you are! I couldn't imagine my life without you and am constantly grateful that you are in it! Love you!!!
Chuck and Theresa - I didn't want to lump you together because you are both so important to me each on your own but I had to...ya see...you are a team. You are two wonderfully independent people but the partnership is my hero. I use you as a gauge always for what a couple should be. You have taught students, children, this family and the world how to behave. You toast your love at every meal and remind us all that love and family is a choice not an obligation. You celebrate the tiny moments and cherish the big ones. You make everything special all while serving the community and every single person that comes your way. You are selfless, compassionate and giving beyond all measure and yet are smart, clever, hysterical and fun. My "COUPLE AWARD" always goes to you because you never let apathy settle in. You look to grow, improve and fix...always. I could write for hours about how much I adore you both and love you for what you bring to this planet but I'll end this with a thank you for being you. I love you both so much and am so lucky to have you in my life!
and John -
The universe placed us together in the sixth grade for a reason. I needed a friend to make me laugh and you needed a butterfly to distract you. Two tricky kids found solace in a peaceful friendship at school when our home lives weren't necessarily easy. I am so sorry the circumstances took you so far away too quickly but was grateful for years of pen pal letters and visits. Now we are old. Really old...though you are older...(wink wink) and here we are again picking each other up when the world has made it difficult. For years now we have pushed each other to do things so far outside of our comfort zone that I am surprised we are not in little pieces all over the floor...though occasionally we do need to scoop each other up. You have seen me at my absolute worst and have stood by me with support and dedication. For the countless hours of listening I thank you. I also thank you for introducing me to a million new things, sharing in my life in so many ways and pushing me when I was scared to do anything... from trying calamari to facing my biggest fears. You are here when it is easy but more importantly you are here when it is absolute hell...and in the ups and downs and highs and lows you put me first. You reach beyond the ease of selfishness to the discomfort of giving and for that I am eternally grateful. For too many reasons to list...I thank you. My shine thanks you. I love you for helping me to find it again.
Of course there are the children...the most perfect, adorable and brilliant children in the room were right there with me as well. They all sat at a kiddie table and made messes together like a family does. They keep me silly, young and excited to live and I'm so glad that their ages range from (almost) eleven to teething. I will be the silly aunt, the goofy "aunt", the babysitter and the mom and love every minute of it. I thank you for letting me steal so many hugs and can't wait to watch you grow up while we hide the tears as it goes too quickly. I will be the one with the camera at the recitals, the nutty one who dances with you at the weddings and the one crying because she loves you all so much. I take the whole "village" thing seriously so watch out!!!
Thank you all for a wonderful day to celebrate the first half of my life! I look forward to the next few chapters and can't wait to read what happens next...and am thrilled that you will all be by my side.
Monday, September 10, 2012
A Date with Fabio Viviani
I was sitting there reading the Facebook feed one day at lunch and saw that Fabio was going to be at the Mt. Airy Casino in Pennsylvania on September 8th. I think I squealed with glee. My chef crush was going to be ten minutes away cooking for a crowd ON my birthday of all days?!?! Thanks Mom...because I know you pulled some strings to get that one lined up!
Jenne and I got dressed up in our big girl shoes and headed on up. I pulled the "It's my birthday" card and got a really nice seat too! We watched Fabio prepare three courses of a meal as he told stories, taught us tips and made us feel like we were in his home. He was charming, adorable and fun. I have a gnocchi ball frozen in my freezer and an autographed cookbook now to remind me of the awesome night. I will be watching his new show and trying his recipes but for now I'll be busy staring at the picture of him with his arms around his giggly little fans. Thanks Fabio and Jenne for a great night...and Mom...see who else you need to talk to up there for a little meet and greet with Brad Pitt.
Jenne and I got dressed up in our big girl shoes and headed on up. I pulled the "It's my birthday" card and got a really nice seat too! We watched Fabio prepare three courses of a meal as he told stories, taught us tips and made us feel like we were in his home. He was charming, adorable and fun. I have a gnocchi ball frozen in my freezer and an autographed cookbook now to remind me of the awesome night. I will be watching his new show and trying his recipes but for now I'll be busy staring at the picture of him with his arms around his giggly little fans. Thanks Fabio and Jenne for a great night...and Mom...see who else you need to talk to up there for a little meet and greet with Brad Pitt.
The Morning Cure
The tiny little town of Delaware Water Gap is rich in history. You can feel it when you walk down the street. Some even go so far as to call it cursed and haunted. I've just always found it magical. It's the kind of place you would call a "treasure" if you stumbled upon it while on vacation. I am lucky to be a walk away. But the town has seen its fair share of challenges and businesses and restaurants have come and gone. I miss some of them.
The Deer Head Inn is one of those true gems...not to sound like a brochure...but it really is. It is a gorgeous building that screams with the history that it has contained. You can almost hear the jazz oozing out of the beams. They serve breakfast on the porch a few days a week and I finally got to check it out. Leigh Ann and I headed there for breakfast before setting up the booth down the street at the Jazz Festival.
It was delicious! The frittata was full of cheese, potatoes and onions and topped with a ripe avocado. A little cup on the side held grapefruit, orange, cantaloupe, grapes and strawberries. Coffee...yum. The porch was sweet and the company was sweeter. It's a really great way to start your Friday, Saturday or Sunday morning and I hope to do it again soon! The name is just about perfect for what it is!!!
The Deer Head Inn is one of those true gems...not to sound like a brochure...but it really is. It is a gorgeous building that screams with the history that it has contained. You can almost hear the jazz oozing out of the beams. They serve breakfast on the porch a few days a week and I finally got to check it out. Leigh Ann and I headed there for breakfast before setting up the booth down the street at the Jazz Festival.
It was delicious! The frittata was full of cheese, potatoes and onions and topped with a ripe avocado. A little cup on the side held grapefruit, orange, cantaloupe, grapes and strawberries. Coffee...yum. The porch was sweet and the company was sweeter. It's a really great way to start your Friday, Saturday or Sunday morning and I hope to do it again soon! The name is just about perfect for what it is!!!
"40" on a Cake
Age has never been a thing with me. I guess it comes from how I was raised. My father had his first little baby at the ripe old age of 46. I had to explain that my "grandfather" was my Dad on more than one (million) occasion(s). My mother and father were also a decade apart in age. That was the source of many a dinosaur joke at the dinner table. I had half-siblings graduating from high school when I was quite young and a nephew when I turned the ripe old age of six. I also sat at many a wedding as a tween while the other first cousins were parents of children my age. Yep, I didn't really learn age discrimination...ever. Top this whole mindset with a father who never understood the concept of "being old" and I've been pretty healthy about new numbers on the cake. Sure, I plucked several greys out of my hair today while the sunlight through the sunroof made them sparkle..but let's just say I'm not worried. Yet.
I believe I had my children at a nice age. I wanted to be younger than my folks but experienced enough as an adult to handle them. I also knew there was a sweet spot where they would keep you young as you were rocking it as an adult. I think I found it. I can be fun and current and serious and informative. I dance and sing to "Call Me Maybe" and teach life lessons to a girl wise beyond her years. I dance between the decades and enjoy the silliest of kids and the most peaceful of seniors.
Lately, I have been using the mantra "I am the youngest I will ever be". It has helped me in the moments that things started to shift. Literally and figuratively. A night of dancing makes me sore. Cool shoes are removed way faster than they used to be. I know that a good night of sleep makes the difference in my day. But I have a long time to be old. So I wear the shoes if I get the opportunity. I dance if there is music. I stay up way too late and put on eye circle makeup if needed. I've been ok with the thought of the next big decade. Oprah, Cinde and many others have told me that it only gets better. You get stronger. Happier. A sense of freedom comes with forty. The days leading up to my birthday were met with suspicious eyebrows asking if I would be ok with it all. I was fine.
My dear fellow MudWorkers threw me a mini birthday bash at work. I was given a bright green tshirt, a gorgeous piece of artwork by Hannah and the much sought after Elwood (unicorn complete with rainbow mane) mug. Oh, and a big colorful cake. Chocolate. With a GIANT "40" on top. Have you ever jumped into icy cold water...maybe in a spring or waterfall...and had your breath taken away for a second? Well, it felt sort of like that. The words had been fine, the momentum was strong but that number staring at me rocked me a bit. Why? Because in my head I am still HALF of that age. I have been told recently (and more than usual...thank you kind universe) that I look young for my age. The tiny lines and greys really aren't the issue just yet. But to think that it is halfway over is a strange feeling. That's IF I make it to eighty. The ticking of the clock gets a little bit louder. The roller coaster hill starts to fall to the other side of the pinnacle. It all just feels so different. I will continue to believe that forty is the new thirty because Carrie Bradshaw and the girls taught me that notion years ago and it helps...but damn...it looks much different than it sounds. Eh, it doesn't sound all that great either. Yet. For now, I will continue my mantra and start to look forward to the next chapter with a little more vim and a tiny bit more vigor and maybe an occasional eff off. I'll start with this...eff off forty...you don't scare me at all!
I believe I had my children at a nice age. I wanted to be younger than my folks but experienced enough as an adult to handle them. I also knew there was a sweet spot where they would keep you young as you were rocking it as an adult. I think I found it. I can be fun and current and serious and informative. I dance and sing to "Call Me Maybe" and teach life lessons to a girl wise beyond her years. I dance between the decades and enjoy the silliest of kids and the most peaceful of seniors.
Lately, I have been using the mantra "I am the youngest I will ever be". It has helped me in the moments that things started to shift. Literally and figuratively. A night of dancing makes me sore. Cool shoes are removed way faster than they used to be. I know that a good night of sleep makes the difference in my day. But I have a long time to be old. So I wear the shoes if I get the opportunity. I dance if there is music. I stay up way too late and put on eye circle makeup if needed. I've been ok with the thought of the next big decade. Oprah, Cinde and many others have told me that it only gets better. You get stronger. Happier. A sense of freedom comes with forty. The days leading up to my birthday were met with suspicious eyebrows asking if I would be ok with it all. I was fine.
My dear fellow MudWorkers threw me a mini birthday bash at work. I was given a bright green tshirt, a gorgeous piece of artwork by Hannah and the much sought after Elwood (unicorn complete with rainbow mane) mug. Oh, and a big colorful cake. Chocolate. With a GIANT "40" on top. Have you ever jumped into icy cold water...maybe in a spring or waterfall...and had your breath taken away for a second? Well, it felt sort of like that. The words had been fine, the momentum was strong but that number staring at me rocked me a bit. Why? Because in my head I am still HALF of that age. I have been told recently (and more than usual...thank you kind universe) that I look young for my age. The tiny lines and greys really aren't the issue just yet. But to think that it is halfway over is a strange feeling. That's IF I make it to eighty. The ticking of the clock gets a little bit louder. The roller coaster hill starts to fall to the other side of the pinnacle. It all just feels so different. I will continue to believe that forty is the new thirty because Carrie Bradshaw and the girls taught me that notion years ago and it helps...but damn...it looks much different than it sounds. Eh, it doesn't sound all that great either. Yet. For now, I will continue my mantra and start to look forward to the next chapter with a little more vim and a tiny bit more vigor and maybe an occasional eff off. I'll start with this...eff off forty...you don't scare me at all!
The Intouchables
There is something so special about a relationship that just doesn't fit the "norm". This movie was an example of that. It was touching, clever and made you root for the spirit of the characters. It was also based on a true story. You had me at "based". Funny, I recently watched a show that highlighted unlikely animal friends. A tortoise was a friend with a hippo. A crow was a pal with a cat. In this French, subtitled film a thug was a soul mate to a wealthy man in a wheelchair.
Why is the unlikely partnership such a draw? Is it because we all crave acceptance? Do we need an extra large acceptance when the difference is bigger? Does it then create even more hope for us all? Does choice over necessity or obligation make it all sweeter? Maybe. Whatever the reason, this film made your heart smile.
Why is the unlikely partnership such a draw? Is it because we all crave acceptance? Do we need an extra large acceptance when the difference is bigger? Does it then create even more hope for us all? Does choice over necessity or obligation make it all sweeter? Maybe. Whatever the reason, this film made your heart smile.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Clean Mom's Desk
Today, I made my father some fried eggs and toast for breakfast. This isn't an ordinary morning. Most mornings are a rush to school and work. If I do have a morning off with no children the chores begin almost too immediately. As he finished, I grabbed the cleaning products and headed toward his room. Little by little I have battled the ghosts of their suite. There have been days dedicated to emptying bathroom cabinets and dresser drawers. Shoes have been donated. Clothes have found their way to people who will use them. Her collections have been broken into smaller pieces and found wonderful new owners. Some things are easy to give away because her true spirit was generous beyond measure. If you liked it and simply stated so...it became yours. I carry on her essence by giving things to the people who would want it. Some days I am strong and the mood hits me and I make my way back to the room to tackle another area. Other days I can't even walk through the door.
I have a birthday this week. My birthday meant that she would get a bouquet of flowers to thank her for giving me the chance to have birthdays at all. This year I got creative. I will clean some of the areas that have been to tricky to touch. They will be my gift to her spirit, my heart and to my father. I forget that he has to look at it all on a daily basis. I can avoid the room but he has to live within it.
The desk was a time capsule of who she was. I found photographs of all of the people she adored. Not only did she have some right there on display but more were tucked in other places. I gave them a proper home. My sister would be thrilled to know how many of her there were. My nephews and nieces as well. There were donation forms for the various groups she always managed to give to. I do not carry on this tradition to send money to Native Americans, paralyzed artists and the poor of every country...but I will find ways to follow her legacy of giving. There were cards never written...this year my Dad will already have his Halloween cards for the kids and I think Easter is covered as well. There was even a card written out to Mary to just say hi. She loved her dearly as we all do. A Hallmark coupon sat there for the next batch of cards she would buy. Next to it were the little samplings of handmade cards that she had in the works, too. Her various art supplies were scattered about the entire house at any given moment hoping to find a window of feeling well enough to create something. Her desk was no exception. She also has an odd collection of calculators which made me smile because I swear she was always needing a new one that "worked". The address book is worn and many of the names have been crossed out as we have said goodbye to dear friends and family but I will leave it there for him.
I dusted the desk and emptied the overflowing electric pencil sharpener. It would be much more convenient in a dozen other places but that is its home. I set out some new things that my father could use...not that he will...but it's just a little bit more his now. I took some notepads and post its because I could hear her yelling at me to use them. I didn't cry. Not a single tear this time. I was happy to be doing it for all of us. Some of you have recently lost people and you feel the weight of the grief. To you I say that it does get better. It's never really easy and the moments of despair will fool you like a cruel joke but it will indeed get better. You begin to realize they are with you more now than they ever were...right in your heart. But it is up to the living to honor them properly. Leaving their space a mess because you can't face the hard part is not doing that for them. I smile sometimes as I clean knowing that she is over my shoulder as she always was...only now I imagine what she would be saying instead of actually hearing it. Somehow I think I'm pretty darn accurate though.
Time seems to fly, drag and confuse all at the same instant...and we keep each other on our toes. Today, I felt mature enough to move forward and free enough to stay young all in one day. If I confuse time enough maybe he'll miss my birthday. ;)
I have a birthday this week. My birthday meant that she would get a bouquet of flowers to thank her for giving me the chance to have birthdays at all. This year I got creative. I will clean some of the areas that have been to tricky to touch. They will be my gift to her spirit, my heart and to my father. I forget that he has to look at it all on a daily basis. I can avoid the room but he has to live within it.
The desk was a time capsule of who she was. I found photographs of all of the people she adored. Not only did she have some right there on display but more were tucked in other places. I gave them a proper home. My sister would be thrilled to know how many of her there were. My nephews and nieces as well. There were donation forms for the various groups she always managed to give to. I do not carry on this tradition to send money to Native Americans, paralyzed artists and the poor of every country...but I will find ways to follow her legacy of giving. There were cards never written...this year my Dad will already have his Halloween cards for the kids and I think Easter is covered as well. There was even a card written out to Mary to just say hi. She loved her dearly as we all do. A Hallmark coupon sat there for the next batch of cards she would buy. Next to it were the little samplings of handmade cards that she had in the works, too. Her various art supplies were scattered about the entire house at any given moment hoping to find a window of feeling well enough to create something. Her desk was no exception. She also has an odd collection of calculators which made me smile because I swear she was always needing a new one that "worked". The address book is worn and many of the names have been crossed out as we have said goodbye to dear friends and family but I will leave it there for him.
I dusted the desk and emptied the overflowing electric pencil sharpener. It would be much more convenient in a dozen other places but that is its home. I set out some new things that my father could use...not that he will...but it's just a little bit more his now. I took some notepads and post its because I could hear her yelling at me to use them. I didn't cry. Not a single tear this time. I was happy to be doing it for all of us. Some of you have recently lost people and you feel the weight of the grief. To you I say that it does get better. It's never really easy and the moments of despair will fool you like a cruel joke but it will indeed get better. You begin to realize they are with you more now than they ever were...right in your heart. But it is up to the living to honor them properly. Leaving their space a mess because you can't face the hard part is not doing that for them. I smile sometimes as I clean knowing that she is over my shoulder as she always was...only now I imagine what she would be saying instead of actually hearing it. Somehow I think I'm pretty darn accurate though.
Time seems to fly, drag and confuse all at the same instant...and we keep each other on our toes. Today, I felt mature enough to move forward and free enough to stay young all in one day. If I confuse time enough maybe he'll miss my birthday. ;)
Monday, September 3, 2012
Well, season my skillet!!!
I would love to say that this was a euphemism for something more exciting...but it's not. I have had a little cast iron skillet hanging on a nail in the pantry for years. Waiting. Waiting for the day it would be given a new level of depth. For a frying pan that is. Today it was loaded up with grease and thrown in the oven for hours. Who knows what adventures my little skillet and I will go through together...but nothing says autumn like yummy comfort food on a brisk day. Though just days ago we were pushing 90 it seems as if we suddenly have leaves changing their hues and falling. A new season is upon us...and I have a pan with a new season to celebrate it!!
Pocono Garlic Festival
I have never been to the Garlic Fest since it moved to its current location. I surely have not worked it. This year I got to do both. I had an absolute blast with my buddies while working the show! I also got to sample some new things. I had my first deep fried oreo and some delicious garlic noodles. I wore my bright green festival shirt and helped us sell out of garlic keepers and other themed pieces. My shirt is even the fuzzy background of a shot of a garlic roaster featured in the local newspaper photo collection highlighting the festival. It was a lovely day and I would like to thank JoAnn, Leigh Ann, John, Marq and Hannah for making it so smelly...errr...I mean terrific!!!
Breaking Bad
Enough already...I'll watch! I had heard from enough people that this show was entertaining to say the least. It was indeed. I couldn't help but think back to high school. I was one of the few kids who not only enjoyed chemistry but rocked it. I had a flash to the meeting with the guidance counselor who told me (after analyzing my grades) that with such high scores in chem and math I should think about being a pharmacist. Hmmm. Really? That's all ya got? Not that it isn't a noble profession but sheesh. So... good with chemistry and numbers and went on to be good at sales...maybe I missed my calling. ;)
Service Road Set Up
I love being behind the scenes for any reason. It gives you a fresh perspective and an inside scoop. I also think that our local ski mountains seem so strange in the summer. It's as if they disappear until they are covered in snowy white blankets. It seems odd to walk around signs mentioning "snowboards" and "lifts" when it is hot out. Yet there I was driving down the winding little service road to the back entrance of Shawnee Mountain Ski Area. It was time to set up the booths for the upcoming Pocono Garlic Festival. It was quiet and empty...a stark comparison to what would be just hours later.
To be continued...
To be continued...
Rollover Contest
The love of the demolition derby goes back to the days of the Westchester County Fair and my youth. There is something about a quiet little girl getting to watch cars smash into each other on purpose. It was some sort of stress release or something. Maybe it was the days of watching Pinky on Happy Days...either way I have always loved it. Somewhere around thirty years later I still get a kick out of it. Maybe I'm not so quiet anymore but I need the stress release more than ever. This year they added a twist and a brand new thing. It kicked off with a rollover contest. A single ramp was fastened to the dusty ground. There were extra paramedics around. I watched as a car took its place far from the ramp and then gunned it.....drove up the ramp with just its right tires....and bam...flip...flip...flip. It was crazy. They were given three attempts and points based on the quantity of flips. Each one made me a little frightened. I do believe I even cringed as the men surrounded the car to flip it right side up. Nobody was injured but one maniac won some cash for earning twenty-one points after flipping more than the others. I let out a sigh of relief and then watched the regular event. The voice inside me that wishes it had a car in the derby gets a little quieter each year but there was no voice at all for this event...I'll leave it to the men who are flippin' crazy!
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