Sunday, September 20, 2009

Blog-a-Thon

Dearest Blog,
As you probably have suspected from my prolonged absence, I admit I have been spending my time with another website. For the last several weeks any moment I have had outside of chasing Babyhead around, has been creating another site. You should feel jealous because I think it is a good one. But please know that it is purely business and you my dear Blog are for pleasure.
To further my home organization business I created www.brightlivingnow.com

Don't worry it is finished now and I can turn my attention back to you. So to compensate for lost time we'll have a Blog-a-Thon.

Best Trip to Colorado
Summer has always been my favorite time in Colorado. I tend to make more trips there during the winter however to be with family during the holidays. But that ususally has meant a little more stress traveling, finding warm clothes to bring, and
being cooped up inside.Over labor day weekend the three of us headed off for the Mile High City to visit family and I could attend my 10 year high school reunion...go Farmers (yes, the mascot was a farmer.)

We were blessed with absolutely beautiful weather and overall just a fun, relaxing time. Many thanks to my dearest friend Linda for giving us her basement to stay in so we could avoid a stuffy hotel. Plus, even though she works a gazillion hours a week she found time to make us feel special with fresh flowers, sweet candles, and even travel size baby products.

Babyhead had such a great time becuase there is so much more room to run around. Bigger houses, bigger yards, bigger parks and even though he is just a little guy he needs big spaces to run. We also had some real quality time with my family, especially for Tavian to see his Grandpa Al (my dad) and his great grandparents who we call GG and G'pa. It was fun to dig out toys that I remeber playing with at my grandparent's house to entertain Tavian. Despite all the toys however, he really enjoyed placing the drink coasters all over the room and then collecting them, sitting on the lazy susan and spinning around, and plunking on the piano keys.
Grandpa Al and the big tractor.

Swinging with GG

Hanging with G'Pa


One afternoon my dad took us to the Golden Farmer's market. It was such a beautiful day and location. There was a little stream that all the kids were playing in so we took of Babyhead's shoes and let him squish in the mud and feel the cool fresh water. No joke up stream there was a guy panning for gold...for real.
At the market we gathered ingredients to make dinner including handmade garlic penne, colorado poeaches for dessert, fresh basil, garlic, tomatoes, and sweet corn for an interesting twist on a brushetta. Not only did we have a great dinner, but we supported some local vendors and filled our tummies with organic yumminess.



Best New Blog
This blogs creator is my bestest, wonderfulest friend Rachelle and Babyhead's Auntie Rachelle. She has turned her frugal talents into a very entertaining and informative blog. Check it out and subsribe...or don't and just be lame and broke.

Best Summer Cookout
On the Bright side of the family I am the only granddaughter. I spent all our family gatherings with 5 boy cousins and my brother. At times they all had cooties and at times I didn't mind so much. My cousin Aaron is the closest in age to me. We knew each other as kids, but our adult lives have limited our time spent together. My dad has been bragging about the summer cookouts Aaron and his wife Kim would host on the weekends. He would enduce from me "mmmms" and "oh my gosh"s with his deiscriptions of delicious BBQ, homemade ice cream, and sitting around the fire pit. So prior to our trip we arranged to have a cookout at aaron and kim's while we visited. Little did I know what an amazing dinner we were in store for.

Aaron had smoked and slow cooked the brisket and ribs for 8 hrs, that kind of TLC creates amazing flavor and melt-in-your-mouth tenderness. He used his custom built meat smoker which he made out of spare parts including an exhaust from a semi truck. I pointed out how eco-frirendly he was, and he said he "just like to make stuff." I laughed as I poured more home made BBQ suace on my fourth helping of brisket.
The rest of my plate was filled with a tomato, cucumber, and onion salad and everything had been grown in their own garden! I cried a little as I took a bite of tomato, happy because it was so sweet and tender, and sad because this is not how my store bought tomatoes taste at all.

Next to my salad was a perfectly baked potato with all the fixings including real bacon pieces and butter infused with parsley. And just when I said "I can't eat another bite" for the 8th time my Uncle Dave busted out the home made ice cream...strawberry, vanilla, chocolate. No more needs to be said, expect compliments to my uncle for mastering my Grandmother's ice cream maker and our master Colorado cookout chef's Aaron and Kim for their home grown and innovative cooking.


Chicken encounter at Aaron and Kim's house


Exploring the coop...no we can't have chickens at our house.

What is a goat? Like a big kitty?

His trucker name is Babyhead Bandit


Worst Airline
American Airlines has been our favorite airline. In our pre-Babyhead days we were rolling in the frequent flyer miles, offered warm cookies and milk in our upgraded first class seats, and happily trotted through Platinum Status in the security line. But those days were traded in for the joys of parenthood, and when we did decide to travel I looked to my old friend AA.

Weeks of planning went into making our 2 hour plane ride as easy as possible. There was no way Tavian would sit still so I decided to bring the car seat on the plane. Maybe trick him a little to think he was in the car and not free to about the cabin once the seat belt light was off.
The trip out of LA was executed flawlessly. The gate agent changed our seats to the front row so we could use our car seat, just like AA said was their policy when I called them 2 weeks before our flight. Tay had an OK ride, but what can you do he is a madman.

On our return we expected the same routine at the airport. Oh silly, silly momma who thinks she can travel with her toddler and have no problems. The gate agent would not change our seats to the front row so we could bring on our car seat. Even when we explained to her and her supervisor that their Customer Service and LAX branch followed the policy of moving small children to the front row, these AA workers did not care. The two agents just looked at me blankly I tried to hold my squirming child and beg them to help us make this flight home easy on us and the passengers around us.

Once on the plane sans carseat, I was sweating, stressed, and very frustrated. I asked the flight attendent to help me since the gate agent wouldn't even assign us 3 seats together and there was someone else in our row. Again staring blankly at me as Tavian thrashed in my arms, she assured me the woman would move if I asked her myself. Totally flushed, I asked the woman to change her seat with Eli's so we could sit together. She said no, with some lame excuse about needing to be close to her bag in the overhead.

Needless to say I did not stop Babyhead from throwing his Goldfish in her direction, nor did I apologize when the Hungry Caterpiller book drop and land on her foot. After an hour, she finally traded with Eli. American Airlines, we had a good run...but times are different now and I am breaking up with you. If I wasn't so busy with a madman Babyhead, a new
website, and taking forever to blog...I would write bad reviews about you emphasizing that you are not family friendly!

Best New TJ Items/Store
There are 3 men I love the most in my life, I will not put them in order because sometimes that changes. So listed alphabetically they are Eli, Tavian, and Trader Joes. The latter I have never met in person, but we have weekly encounters. TJ, my life wouldn't be the same without you and now that your brand new store is closer to my house, my life is also complete. Here are just a few of the latest reasons why I really, really, really love you.
Mini Chicken and Cilantro Wontons
Salsa Authentica
Spicy Ranchero Egg White Salad
Whole Wheat Chocolate Chip Bites


Worst Design Star Season Finale
You had me at the blank room challenge Dan. You were my favorite the whole season. But they don't call it show business for nothing, it is a business. Antonio was just a more exciting TV personality, but his designs weren't even close. For all you who felt the pain during the Design Star season finale as Antonio beat Dan for the chance to have a show on HGTV, I felt it too. The world can be an unfair place, even if you have the perfect color pallette and can build your own entertainment center.

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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

I Heart Babyhead and Bowling

Best Babyhead 

Our days our like roller coaster rides.  One hour we are laughing, playing, loving...the next hour...don't touch that, yucky, whining, NO don't touch that! Serious menltdown by flinging down on and crying into the floor.  You are ok Babyhead, give Momma a hug she is sorry you got mad, but you are always putting your hands in the grossest stuff. Then...Laughing, playing, loving.

It has to be said our lives are getting more interesting everyday...and more exciting, more exhausting.  But the moments in between the fits, the floor flailing, the whining, the refusal to eat, the food throwing, and heart-breaking frowns about not getting his way...Babyhead is a magical, wondorous, love-you-so bad-it-hurts Extravaganza.

Here are some "I Heart You" moments...


Yes dad and son are like twins...we can't go anywhere without multiple people pointing that out.  Good thing his hair is coming in more...in cute little blonde curls.  HA! 

Hello creature. Isn't this world place crazy? Who are all these big people making funny sounds at us all day? I do really like that lady over there, but she keeps saying "Momma" over and over, give it a rest lady sheesh.  Hey, where's that paper thing they strap to you butt? Whaaat? You don't have a diaper? OMG. That is so cool, well I'm going to go play in your food now...text me sometime, we'll stay in touch.
I am very busy right now. I still have to fill this bucket with sand, then try to eat some, go down the slide ten times, and randomly run around waving my hands over my head shouting Babyhead babble at everyone in the park.

Please, I am in my pajamas lady.  Have some decency with the camera. There is a time and a place.

Worst
We have all laughed at it.  You've laughed. I've laughed. We have all seen it. You've seen it.  I've seen it.  But have you lived it?  Have you ever been that person?  The person at the bowling alley who gracefully glided up to the lane, bowling ball in hand poised to be sent down to demolish twelve helpless white pins at the end...you let your arm swing back and instead of the bowling ball releasing in front of you...it slips from your fingers and sails behind you.  The thud of the ball landing behind you barely drowns out the thud of your ego crashing into the depths of bowler's shame.

As of Saturday night I can say...yes, yes I have been that person.


Best Date Night
Despite the fore mention tale of cheek blushing emabarassment from a misdirected bowling ball...the rest of the night was a blast! Eli and I landed G'ma as a babyhead sitter for the night and we headed to Westside lanes.  It was the first time I have ever gone bowling with just one other person.  We started the night off right with a few diner-style cheeseburgers while we waited for a lane to open up.  Washed down with some french fries of course.  Once our multi-colored shoes were tied on and balls selected it was game on.

My favorite part of the night was now relaxing I found bowling to be. I really understand now why The Dude abides. Bowling holds your attention to the task in front of you so you forget about the stresses of the day, did I remember to get more milk, I hope Tavian is sleeping well. Instead you focus on form, get a good swing, release with a straight follow through, go ball, go ball, keep going straight, oh, is it a strike? No the ball is curving, no, don't go in the gutter, ok whew at least I got 7 pins...get the ball again and do it all over.  All of my emotions were rolling down that pine floor, hopes hanging on each pin and how many of them will fall.  And when it is a good one...its good!  Seeing every pin fly through the air brings a rise of excitement and emotion that can only be expressed by pumping your fist in the air and saying "yessssss."

So if you are looking for a diversion from your weekend routine of fancy-schmancy restaurants, over priced wine bars, waiting in line to get into a lame club, or being disappointed with the newest big hollywood release...I recommend ordering up a drink and some fun competition at your local bowling alley. 

Best refreshing tip to stay hydrated

Obsessed might be a good word to describe my new relationship with water infused with lemon and cucumber slices.  If I make up a pitcher by the end of the day I have consumed the entire thing.  So cool and clean, but yet subtly tart and refreshing.  Serve at your next gathering and you'll have to refill the water before the beer!