Showing posts from September, 2007

The Big *F*O*U*R*

It amazes me that Sj graced my life 4 years ago today. OR if you really want to count that is approximately, 48 months, 208 weeks, 1,460 days. So, what did we do for an amazing little 4 year old girl's birthday?

First and most importantly, the *STREAMER FAIRY* arrived to decorate our house, while Sj slept like a baby. This is a tradition we have started with Sj, and it has come to intrigue many 4 year olds, as she details what the streamer fairy does.

We started the day with raspberry chocolate chip pancakes, made by no other than daddy. She watched movies, the exciting new Dora Mermaid movie, while mom and dad prepared for the party. We went to the park. Daddy and the girls braved the mall on Saturday so Sj could exchange her new Belle shoes for a bigger size. She opened presents.

These made the cut this year!

(Poor Mattel, didn't get any of our birthday dollars)

We partied! We ate, sushi, what kind of food do you serve at kids parties? We joked about the 4 years of photos, I pre…

Under the Sea Cake!

Well, the big cupcake cake adventure from August started the idea wheel turning. How could I possibly celebrate Sj's 4th birthday with a flat sheet cake? Just like many other girls her age, Sj is incredibly consumed by all things princess. Currently, all things Ariel. I find solace in the Mermaid thing, because I can steer away from the Disney Ariel and more into the fantasy world of mermaids! Coming up with a theme for her birthday, we went with "under the sea". Themes, not so much our thing, but I went with it. Back to the cake.

This is what I started with. A total blank slate. Only an idea in my mind. I have to admit, I was inspired by the cake in Knocked Up, for the older daughter's princess birthday, towards the end of the movie. I know --you don't remember the cake, I guess you have to be a mom with an important birthday looming. I see inspiration in everything these days!

So basically, I thought large rectangle on the bottom blue/green sea feeling with a pin…

A Dinner Destination

A Couple of times a year, we make the trek to a local favorite: White Fence Farm . This time it was for a MOMs Club outting, family night out. White Fence Farm, is not just dinner, it's a destination. Their specialty is fried chicken and all the fixins.. Unless your from the UK, then you order the liver and onions, someting I discovered on my latest visit. I'd say, maybe next time, but I don't think liver and onions will ever be an appealing option. How about, maybe next time, I'll try a bite.

To complete the destination feel for the resturaunt, you will find a playground, with an amazing european style tree house (bonus- unless you need to go eat, then you have to coax your child down). Attached to the resturaunt is a barn with live music, old fashioned candy, and tons of Tchotchkes . As you meander through the grounds, you will happen upon animals to pet and buy feed for. The little pink pig is absolutely adorable. Outside the refurbished barn, you can wait for a…

Google- Swallowed Plum Pit

This story has to go down in my blog history, it's just that good.

It's lunch time in my house. Our house is brimming with fresh produce from Door To Door Organics . Sj is usually impatient about waiting for lunch to be done, so I give her something to munch on while she is waiting. She requests a plum. Being a mom that encourages healthy eating, I quickly agree.

I call out, "Whole plum or cut up?"
Sj, immediately follows, "Whole!"

My brain instantly whispers, she's 3- cut it up!!! But no, trying to avoid a meltdown, I hand over a whole juicy plum. I go back to the kitchen and continue on with lunch assembly. We're chatting back and forth.

Sj casually throws in this sentence, "Mom, I just swallowed the plum pit. It kinda hurt right there (pointing to her throat)."

Here my brain screams to me, see I told you, whole plum, three years old, really really dumb idea. Then it starts throwing random thoughts out there, peach pits are poisonous, are p…

Customer Service, HELLO?

I have a random can of soup sitting out on the counter, near the telephone, in my kitchen. The soup is Amy's Organic Alphabet. This particular can of soup is starting to piss me off. Everytime I look at it, I am reminded of the lack of customer service Amy's provides. So you wonder, why don't I just cut my loss, at about $2.49 and throw away the soup? For some reason, I just can't do it. Maybe someday, I'll hear back from Amy's, but at this point, probably not. Here's the story:

In July, Sj had a can of the aforementioned soup. During the course of this lunch, I sampled the soup, and it had an extremely funny after taste to it. I quickly took away the bowl and didn't let her eat anymore. Unfortunately, Sj had eaten almost all of her soup. A day later, Sj came down with a mild, but almost week long stomach ailment. I linked it to the soup. Here enters the can of soup sitting on my counter. I had a second can, and decided to contact the company about it. I…

Lock the Door & Throw Away the Key

I never thought my blog would be thrown into the world of heated religious debate. Today, I am going there, because I am thrilled Warren Jeffs was found guilty in Utah. If you don't know, Jeffs is the "Self-Proclaimed" prophet of the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ Latter Day Saints or FDLS. He was on trial for accomplice to rape. In a nut shell, he arranged marriages within his community, and a 14 year old girl that was married at Jeffs' hand was raped by her new husband.

If I served on the jury in this trial, I would absolutely push for life in prison. I believe the misuse of power, under the veil of religion is one of the greatest injustices of our time. Trust me, I fully understand it's not exclusive to the FDLS, it's happening all over the world. I can only hope a breath of freedom will reach Colorado City and those who are being imprisoned by their family's religious beliefs can run free. In my heart, I know it's not going to happen. Anothe…

Good Bye, Summer!!

Summer is officially over. My goodness, how can that be? It seems like just yesterday I was lathering up the girls in sunblock, taking out the hose, and filling up the kiddie pool in our backyard. I swear it was just last week, I was convincing Sj we couldn't go to the park, until after dinner, because the playground equipment was blazing hot. Our walks only took place in early morning hours or after dinner, while the sun was still up, but easing it's way to the western shores. Air conditioned public spaces became our home away from non-airconditioned home. Here's one last hoorah to summer!

Our first experience with Face Painting, after a long wait at the fair, Swans appeared on Sj's face. How cute.

A new experience, GL's first ride in her big sister's MINI Cooper. What a lucky girl!

I am slightly saddened to say good bye to summer, but with autumn around the corner, I can smile. I envision the kitchen brimming with activity, a chance to embrace the oven being on,…

Moms Night Out

A night out. Even better, a night out with just the girls. No half-caught conversations, while trying to keep the attention of a 4 year old focused, over dinner. Just us. We've known each other for about 3 and a half years now (or darn near close enough). Our commonality- we are moms, we all gave birth around 4 years ago, give or take a month or two.

We see each other on a regular basis, planning outtings with the 4 year olds in mind. Mall play areas, our homes, parks, walks, museums, and everywhere in between. Our children have grown up together and don't give a passing thought to that significance.

And...every few months, we decide we must have a night to ourselves. Yes, it's as you would imagine, all talk about our kids. We sometimes try to steer away from the "kid talk", but it only happens for brief moments through out the night. The bottom line is we love our kids. Our conversations give us the opportunity to grow as a mom, learn new things, pass along "…

Bumpersticker, Omen?

Three times in 24 hours, this bumper sticker appeared on a car in front of me. Three times! I whole heartedly agree with the message. We need change.

I just feel so torn when I think of the options and wonder what the primaries are going to bring us. Many conversations about the democratic candidates, quickly turn to, is our country ready for -> fill in the blank, we all know what the line is- a woman, an african american?? Why do we feel so secure in choosing someone that is just like the rest, just because that's what history has bred? Right now, all I can think is, let's change history.

Yellow Jersey, Please

The verdict is in. Landis is losing his yellow jersey. Well, there is one more chance, an appeal, if filed within 30 days. The clock is ticking. Landis raised 2 million dollars to save his name, so far the money hasn't done the trick. I propose the Tour Officials save themselves a lot of catch up work and just pencil in the winner's names in the big history book. Simply erase F.Landis and replace it with the newly named winner, O. Pereiro. Poor Floyd, for a fleeting moment his name was written in the stars, and now it's dreadfully associated with being the first person to be stripped of the yellow jersey for doping.

How do I react to this? Doping is just a bummer. Americans turn a blind eye to doping in other sports. I don't want to turn a blind eye, but hell these men are still riding 2,000 miles in less than 30 days. No matter what synthetic substance is coursing through their veins, they are on the saddle, rain, heat, melting blacktop, mountain climbs that make a 4 c…

Race for the Cure

Today I registered for my first official 5K, the 2007 Denver Race for the Cure! WOW! I joined a team of people, that are all participating in the event to show support for a friend battling breast/lung cancer right now. She's a beautiful woman and deserves a huge team to rally around her during her personal battle against cancer.

There are many events that are going on the morning of the race. There is a women's only 5K, co-ed 5-K, family 1 mile walk, as well as a doggie event. I have registered with an intent to run (women's only 5-K) with my faithful saturday morning girlfriends. They have kindly agreed to move at my snail's pace so we can all run together, which makes the day even better for me!

If you are interested in making a donation to the Susan G. Komen Foundation, through our team the link is below, you can click on my name on the team roster or just donate to our team as a whole!! Westminster MOMS Club/Team Ginny

Stay tuned for my time, I am hoping to be pro…

Comments, please !?!

I am perplexed. For the record, I have comments set to allow anonymous posting. Sometimes, blogger is making it difficult to respond without a blogger/google account, which I find very LAME! So anyway, I just wanted to throw that out there, for I've had about 4 people tell me they didn't comment because you needed an account! If you're up for it and want to anonymously give me a comment, please feel free to do so! You can sign your name (if you choose) in the actual box of text, hit anonymous, then post. Stay tuned, as always, there will be more to come. Maybe with a comment here and there (thanks KM, KS, JH, SG, MH) i'll feel like I am not alone in this venture, and maybe, just maybe I am bringing some folks back for entertainment!!

SPRINKLES *part 2*

Here's the official list of cupcakes that made the airplane trip to Colorado from LA...
*Dark Chocolate
*Milk Chocolate
*Peanut Butter Chip
*Red Velvet
*Black & White
*Chocolate Coconut
*Cinnamon Sugar
*Vanilla w/Chocolate Frosting

Strangely enough, I feel like I need to go on a diet. Caloric restriction is in my future, for I have indulged myself beyond belief with the Sprinkles arrival. I can honestly say, I did not eat every cupcake entirely, but I did sample every flavor (11 total).

Now, the fun part. For all fairness to the almighty Sprinkles Bakery, the cupcakes were purchased on a Sunday and arrived here on a Monday. So, while they were fresh, they were not, same day fresh. That little tidbit, I believe had an impact on the sampling and the outcome of what would be the winner of the taste test.

I will cut to the chase and give the Lemon cake with Lemon-Vanilla Frosting my gold medal! It just hit the spot. The flavors were outstanding. Coming in a close second …


Sprinkles Cupcakes claims to be the original cupcake bakery. It's in Beverly Hills. When you see a famous waif munching on a cupcake in an US Magazine or People, more than likely it came from Sprinkles. J has been in Los Angeles for 2 weeks finishing up the movie, working long-long days. He's always darling enough to bring home gifts for us whenever he travels, especially when he travels to a place where the shopping is A-List. You can probably guess where this is headed. Sprinkles of 90210, delicious cupcakes, hubby in LA, wife likes cupcakes, hubby buys gifts..Perfect gift=1 dozen Sprinkles cupcakes. Funny how my requests have turned from Shabby Chic linens to cupcakes. Last year when J traveled to NYC for the movie premiere, guess what I requested? Bread from Balthazar . Hell if it's good enough for Martha Stewart, it damn better be good enough for me. It sure was delicious. So were the cupcakes. I've made my way through half of them. I promise a Sprinkles tas…

Daddy is Coming Home

Two weeks is nothing short of an eternity for a 4 year old. I think I field no less than a thousand questions from Sj everyday. The topics range from profound & thought provoking to the ever popular "will somebody wipe me, I poo-ooped?!". When J travels, I get the usual question, is daddy coming home today? It's not just once, with a simple answer, it's morning, noon, and night. No matter how thorough my answer is, the question always comes back. With tomorrow being the big day, the day J, really and truly comes home, I feel content.

Time really does fly by, even though in the same sentence I can say, it was a l-o-n-g two weeks. Funny how that works. Funny how I giggled a few nights, during J's absence, when I was laying in bed with my arms and legs spread wide open, taking up the entire bed, all to myself. Funny how, in that same moment I wished J were home and I was curled up next to his warm body, listening to his breath, the only sound that puts me into a…


AAh, the Baby Bjorn. Gotta love it, unless you are my back, shoulders, or neck. For me the Bjorn is a necessity, it's the go-to for chores to be completed-finishing up dinner, doing dishes, walks, backyard containment. For GL it's heaven. All I have to do is say, Bjorn, and she starts squealing with excitement, when she sees it the anticipation just builds, arms and legs begin to swing uncontrollably, until she is harnessed in. We like to give things nicknames in our household and we did not exclude the Bjorn. It's turned into the Bjorn-ie! So, while nana and papa were visiting, they both showed interest in trying out the Bjorn. Heck, who am I to deprive grandparents of such a wonderful experience! Haha.. Here they are, giving the Bjornie a test ride, which they both whole heartedly approve with 2 thumbs up!

My Life in Reality TV

Sometimes a typical weekday can blow up like nobody's business. Seriously. I had a pretty normal day today, enjoying a trip to the salon by myself to get a major hair cut, a new look. It's the kind of hair cut that leaves you glancing in the mirror every chance you get, leaving yourself thinking, wow is that me? It's easy for me to be impressed by my new hair because I haven't visited my trusty hairdresser in oh, about 7 months. What a shame really..Gosh, I must be worth a trip to see her every 4 months, I have to convince myself.

Anyway, after a phone call around dinner time, the day took a turn. My neighbor has gone into labor and I offered to take her daughter for the evening while she and her hubby labor the night away. Sounds like no problem right? well their dog, Wilma, is also spending the night and that's where the fun begins. Sj and E (visitor) are in that little girl, bonkers sleep over, bouncing off the walls mode, GL is not interested in going to bed wha…

"I Can Handle It"...

Napping for Sj is a thing of the past. Maybe once a month, the girls and I will all catch a cat nap together. Bless those moments. We've been going non-stop lately, with pre-school starting, visits with friends, things to do with nana/papa. I was putting GL down for her afternoon nap and Sj was having quiet time with Nana. In an effort to get her to go to possibly take a nap, Nana told Sj she was going to take a nap as well. It didn't work. Sj quickly replied to Nana with, I'm going to go upstairs while you take a nap, "don't worry nana, I can handle it".. Yeah, an-almost 4 year old, can handle the house to herself. I can only imagine what would have come of that free time. Aah, the things she comes up with.. I love it.

Polka Dot Shoes

Where do I begin? Being tall has it's ups and downs. I don't need to get into the details of it, generally everyone has their fair share of body issues, and the inescapable clothes fitting strangely, obviously in my case it was the typical, "too short". And shoe shopping, well it can be a challenge. Any shoe that was asthetically appealing to me always has to undergo the sole examination. Years ago, the flatter the sole the better. The cutest, most comfortable shoe, could add an inch to my height and it was a NO GO! Time changes things and that's how I have arrived at my polka dot shoes. Yes, I am 5'11. Yes, I am taller than the average woman. Yes, it bugged the shit out of me when I was a teenager and the boys were, well let's just say shorter. Now, who cares? When I go shoe shopping, J always requests that I slip on some heels. It's always that sexy sneer and a snicker, mid-aisle. Alright, I succumb, look like a goof trotting around in some stiletto…

the Berries are Juicy & Ripe

When September rolls around, a little voice inside my head whispers to me, the berries are juicy, ripe, and ready for a pickin. It would be a shame to miss a trip to Berry Patch Farms in September. Berry Patch is one of those nostalgic feeling farms, the kind that makes me long to have a farm of my own. It has the quintessential red barn, brimming with freshly picked organic produce. A few barn cats linger around just long enough to tempt Sj into thinking she may actually get a chance to pet their whispy coats, but no such luck. Fresh chiles are roasting outside the barn and the aroma mingles with the air even out into the far reaches of the strawberry patch. A tractor takes you on a bumpy ride through the vegetables, out into the motherload, endless fields of strawberries. As you approach the rows of strawberries, you can see little red gems glistening in the sun. It always turns into a bit of a hunt, pick a few berries from one row, then a simple glance turns into a quest to pick t…

Where's the Beach?

I will be the first to admit I have landscape envy. Not so much for the manicured lawns, just beautiful organic shaped designs, full of blooming color. Our yard on the other hand, maybe would be best compared to a jungle. Large, overgrown, and not very welcoming. Step by step we are changing that. Today we created a beach in the backyard. Now I just need an umbrella drink and a fresh salty breeze to nourish my longing desire for a glimpse of the Pacific.

The lovely rock pit section of our yard. Say bye-bye!!

The border ready for sand! Here you see some cedar 2x6's, 8 feet by 6 feet total. We chose cedar to avoid rotting and the nasty chemicals associated with pressure treated lumber.

A few hours later, a trip to the Rock & Sand supply place, .75 tons of sand, and here we have it! The beach right here in our back yard. The girls absolutely love it!
Happy Girls=Happy Mom!

PIZZA friday

It's Friday..we never have to give any thought to what's for dinner. It's always pizza. Sometimes the toppings throw us for a loop. Sometimes we order out rather than making it at home. But when Nana is in town..we always make it! Tonight we made our whole wheat crust in the bread machine. Yummy yummy yummy in my tummy. We kept it simple, just homemade sauce and cheese. I was thinking back to some of our more exotic favorites, which hands down is bbq chicken with smoky mozzarella! Sj always gets to make her own pizza and here she is in action. Pizza, Friday, it's just tradition.

more JUNK from China

Lately, it's a good day, when I don't hear the news flash, Mattel is recalling more toys from China. Every single time the newscaster gives us one of those teaser comments, stay tuned for info on Mattel's new announcement on the Barbie recalls, blah blah after this commercial break (typically full of junk food and junk toys from CHINA) my heart sinks, what is it NOW?? Then you have to wait the entire news cast for some really random segment not addressing the information on the specific toys. Here's a great link to keep an eye on frequently: US Product Safety Committee Toy Hazard List Or I am just going to crawl into a cave. Hopefully the cave doesn't contain too many naturally occuring toxins. I look around my house, I wonder, should I just chuck it all? Plastic this, plastic that, made in China. I can actually hear my voice explaining to Sj, "I have no idea what happened to all of your toys, a plastic eating goblin must have come in the middle of the night…

it's BEN awhile

It all started in the mid 90's..yeah, I said 90's..A good friend of mine went into labor a couple of weeks early, long story short, had to give up her Ben Harper tickets because she had a baby boy in her arms and was spending the evening recovering at Boulder Community Hospital. So what's a good friend to do? Take those tickets off her hands! It was a hot night, I remember waiting in line outside the Fox Theater on the Hill and the heat coming out of the doors was reminiscent of a freshly open oven door, that hot wave that comes over you, taking away your breath for a moment. The Fox was packed to the gills, sweaty, and loud! I left a changed woman. A decade and a couple of dozen Ben shows later and I still feel giddy when I have some tickets in my hand. Tonight it was Ben at Macky Auditorium. Beautiful venue. Not so many drunks. First night of the Lifeline Tour. Ben was right on, humorous through out the show, engaging the crowd in between songs. Every show is a new and d…