Friday, October 30, 2015
Thursday, October 29, 2015
Doing dishes while throwing long, meaningful glances at the candy bowl.
Folding laundry while wistfully eyeing the candy bowl.
Walking close enough to the table to feel the magnetic pull of the candy bowl.
Eating apple slices that are definitely not candy from the candy bowl. Lame apple slices.
Finishing Bob's Halloween mask while clearly seeing the candy bowl with my peripheral vision.
Practicing the piano while sweetly pondering the contents of the candy bowl.
Making flimsy promises to myself that I will not open even just the Snickers bag in the candy bowl.
Remembering that "milk chocolate" is probably not vegan.
Oh, yeah. That.
Labels: eat your vegetables
Wednesday, October 28, 2015
Tuesday, October 27, 2015
Monday, October 26, 2015
I wish you all could have been with me at soccer practice this evening. The weather was perfect. I would have given you my extra soccer mom chair. You would have felt the sun on your back as the shadows grew long. You would have smelled fires in fireplaces. The guys had a great time playing and we would have a great time watching them. It's finally feeling like autumn and it's beautiful. Thanks for showing up.
Sunday, October 25, 2015
Saturday, October 24, 2015
Friday, October 23, 2015
I've had the station wagon at the mechanic's for the last few days. I've been using Mr. Rosenberg's car to get around since he's of town. Last night it was time for me to pick up the station wagon. My mom came over to help. She got in her car and Bob and I got in Mr. Rosenberg's car and we both headed for the mechanic's. We were halfway there before we both realized our mistake. We now had three cars at the mechanic's garage and two drivers.
When we got there. The mechanic asked why we had brought both cars. I told him about our confusion. He laughed and said, "It happens." "Does it?" I asked. He replied, "No, not really."
Thursday, October 22, 2015
I've been taking piano lessons now since the beginning of the year. It's fun and I've made some progress. This morning I was googling my teacher (as you do) and I found many videos of him playing piano that are beautiful and intimidating and very oh my goodness. No wonder when the next song in my book was "Sweet Home Alabama," he said "No," and quickly turned the page. Click here or watch below. I mean, come on.
Wednesday, October 21, 2015
"Hey Felix? Did you see Alessandro's foot?"
"It looks like he hurt it pretty bad."
"I know. I was there when he fell and it was even bleeding through his sock."
"Wow. It must be pretty bad if he has to use crutches."
"Yeah... Hey Felix?"
"What if "crutches" were called "crotches?"
Labels: boys is boys
Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Monday, October 19, 2015
Mr. Rosenberg, also known as the math homework checker, is in Beijing for the week. It's 15 hours ahead there, so we needed a homework plan. Plan: Bob and I will be taking cell phone photos of Bob's completed work and texting them to China. Jeff will read it and then make any corrections while Skyping with Bob at dinner time. Technology rules.
I am on the low tech end of things: I'm really good at flash cards.
Labels: Mr. Rosenberg
Sunday, October 18, 2015
I practice simple living but I still love my stuff. Exactly.
In the backseat. This is wonderful.
Twenty ways to celebrate fall right now. Yes.
It's not a hot pumpkin spice latte, and yet it is.
And Golden Retrievers bringing in groceries. Take notes, Teddy.
Saturday, October 17, 2015
Friday, October 16, 2015
Thursday, October 15, 2015
Wednesday, October 14, 2015
Labels: Another Day Another Playdate
Tuesday, October 13, 2015
Monday, October 12, 2015
Last weekend we spent some time exploring the tide pools at Sacred Cove in Palos Verdes. We were with a naturalist named James. James pointed out the shells, animals, and plants that make up the local aquatic ecosystem.
We watched a small hermit crab duking it out with another small crab over the use of a shell. These two tiny guys had their own story going on, making me think of the endless number of plot-lines inside this tide pool, this cove, this sea, this planet.
Suddenly I felt very small. Small in the way a starry nighttime sky can make you feel small, or a Tokyo rush hour train, or a line at the DMV. It was a perspective changer - a reminder that the universe is vast and I am just a lucky little part of that big thing.
I am just a lucky little part of that big thing.
Sunday, October 11, 2015
Saturday, October 10, 2015
Friday, October 9, 2015
The vet referred us to the Humane Society where there is apparently a "squirrel rehab." We drove there with the squirrel box on my lap. He was breathing but it was hard to tell exactly what was going on with him.
We filled out squirrel paperwork at the Humane Society. I looked in the box one last time before they took him away. He had curled up in to a little ball. That didn't seem good. I was still hopeful. "We'll say a Kaddish for him just in case," said Mr. Rosenberg.
Rest easy, little guy.
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
"Is your brother still sick, Felix?"
"Sort of but not as bad as night before last when he had a fever. When I touched him it felt like ---"
"Touching a hot oven that you're making pizza in?"
"Touching a kid who's been outside playing soccer on a really hot day?"
"Touching the top of your head after you stand under the heater?"
"No. He felt like if you had the heater on and you were making pizza in the oven and you were standing next to the oven on a really hot day."
Labels: My son the doctor
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Monday, October 5, 2015
Sunday, October 4, 2015
Saturday, October 3, 2015
Friday, October 2, 2015
Anna and Me, partying so hard
My funny-as-hell friend Anna wrote another book.
Preschooled is a novel that lets you fall in love with its characters while making you laugh. You don't have to be a parent to appreciate this peek into the lives of the grown-ups involved in a prestigious preschool on LA's westside, you just have to like books that are funny and smart and good. I know you like all those things.
Be sure to watch the fantastic book trailer HERE.
And then buy the book HERE.