Wednesday, May 26, 2010

I accept multiple currencies

Remember the golden era of Haley Joel Osment? The time when he was still a sweet little man-child who could see dead people, hold his own against Michael Caine, and and asked audiences: "What did you ever do to change the world?" While the 90s have come and gone, isn't that question still relevant, perhaps now more than ever? [Note: I despise the phrases "now more than ever" and "new and improved."]

Well, perhaps together we can answer HJO's question -- we can do a bloggy pay it forward. That's what. I was the recent lucky recipient of Courtney's good will and part of the deal (and because I really wanna) is that I now must pay-it-foward. I will select 3 lovely people who will receive a treat from me and a personal note telling you how wonderful you are. Pretty sweet, huh?

Here are the rules:
  1. You must comment on this post. The comment must include something positive and/or awesome (about anything you'd like; it just needs to be happy!).
  2. If you are a winner, I ask that you pay-it-forward however you'd like, in-person, online, in writing, whatever...just commit to doing something nice for three people in the spirit of paying-it-forward. I am not picky, you can pay in any currency you like. I will not check up on you. However, if you don't intend to pay it forward, please don't play.
  3. If selected to pay-it-forward, you must trust me enough to send me your address (I'll ask for it later). If you don't trust me enough to send me your address, you'll just be the recipient of good vibes that I will mentally send your way.
A few will play and THREE will win! I will tear up pieces of paper with numbers on them, put them in Pete's straw hat, and then have him randomly draw three people. Let me tell you that your chances of winning are very good, as 3 is a very high percentage of my total reader population.

Love and good vibes to you all...
PS - I will announce winners after June 7th!

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

dipping into the box of nostalgia

Pete has a box that he keeps in our basement storage room. It is filled with mementos of his travels, souvenirs and photos. It is labeled with a piece of masking tape that reads: "NOSTALGIA."

Pete often refers to his box of nostalgia (and how I make him keep it in the basement). I don't collect that many physical souvenirs anymore, but I definitely have a very deep mental box of nostalgia. [Note: a "mental box of nostalgia" is admittedly even weirder than an acutal "box of nostalgia." Bear with me.] 

The Manhattan, the perfect birthday cocktail.
He makes 90 look good.

Many members of my mother's side of the family traveled to Delaware this past weekend to celebrate my grandfather's 90th birthday. Unexpectedly, we stayed near the same town that we used to visit on vacation when we were kids. I haven't been there for over 20 years.

I was nervous to visit the boardwalk, which in my box of nostalgia is just about the shiniest, most-perfect childhood memory. I was afraid that it wouldn't live up to the scenes I'd stored away. I was afraid it would be in decline, dingy, run down. Sometimes, I am very happily surprised.
My favorite ride.

Much smaller, but other than that, perfectly preserved. I caught my father looking around at all the little kids running about and saw that he was reliving happy memories, too. My mother went on these rides, my aunt and uncles fit in these same tiny boats.

Then we went on the bumper cars and ate crabs.

Another one to put in the box:
a porch swing, a friendly dog, cold beer, good company.


Monday, May 3, 2010


St. John, USVI

Some of you have been asking where I've been. Well, I was here, floating around, doing nothing. It was fabulous.


Sunday, May 2, 2010

problem solved

What is this magical device? Why, it's a Poach Pod.

A few weeks ago, I documented my trials and tribulations attempting to poach eggs. I'd like to take this opportunity to thank my dear friend Anna for saving me hours of frustration, saving my husband from my ruined-egg induced wrath, and for being so thoughtful. A paid me a visit two weeks ago and presented me with the above, Poach Pod.

Float: As you can see, I accomplished the first step quite easily.

Hot pods: extracted pod with poached egg.

This is what I was aiming for...

Perfection. Dear Anna: I am so very grateful. Thanks, too, for the tips regarding PAM. My white plastic bowls will never be stained by chili or spaghetti sauce because of your sage advice. Love, L

I'm adding the Poach Pod to my list of obsessive products, which includes the AeroGarden and the SodaStream. I know the Poach Pod is bound for global success because while stopping in a grocery store on St. Thomas before hopping a boat, I captured this image:

Solving poaching problems worldwide.


Saturday, May 1, 2010

post time

Happy Derby Day

Celebrating my favorite holiday today with good friends and good spirits (get it?).