When planning a party, what are the major concerns that have to be addressed?
(in no specific order)
Budget
Number of people
What type of Food
Theme / decor
Drinks or no drinks
Possible seating
Music
games / favors
Attire
grooming
Time
This is true for just about any party, why when you add the word wedding before the word party do the decisions become harder and the price attached for anything simple or not, sky rocket?
Maybe because the wedding day is the one day that is supposed to be all about the bride, and perfect. It's the one day that supposedly the parents should have been saving for. It is the day that the bride gets to live out a fantasy, because really when else are you going to spend a crap load of money and feed and booze up all your friends and family?
Seriously they looked at a shit load of venues, and met with many many caterers until they found an all inclusive place that would do what they wanted with the budget that they had to work with.
But, what no one tells you is that after the invitations go out, the price is really subject to change. If more people come than you originally hoped, that is great but it costs more.
Months go by and all these ideas are thought of, on how to make the party better, well guess what that costs more.
You realize that you forgot someone totally off the list and, well that costs more.
Mom and Frank are at the point now, where in order to pull off what they want, the creativity will have to kick in, and mom will have to stop drunkenly inviting people!
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
wedding and life shit
So mom has been a little stressed, which is why there has been a lack of posts. Her stress equals my laziness.
She will promise this, Frank and mom and I are moving to North Carolina in October and from that point on my blogging will become more regular. . .
What are we all going to be doing in North Carolina you may ask . . well they are going to try and open a bar / Performance space.
Coffee in the morning with sandwiches and salads, and then come evening wine, beer and cheese plates and other good non needing a chef eats!
Now really that idea may change when they get down there based on location issues, zoning laws and a general lack of need for what they were first thinking of opening. But right now, it is looking like the place will be something that serves light fair, and coffee and wine and beer!
Now, regarding mom's wedding that she is planning . . . that headache (well fun) is consuming her every thought as of late.
Mom realized that she is soo happy that Frank and her technically are all ready married so that they are able to relax and celebrate at the party. But then mom decided to have a ceremony, with the whole dress thing, and the DJ, and the photographer and the 200 people who need to eat and drink!!!!!!
So, that said. This is why mom has not been posting.
She will now do wedding updates until the event. . .
She will promise this, Frank and mom and I are moving to North Carolina in October and from that point on my blogging will become more regular. . .
What are we all going to be doing in North Carolina you may ask . . well they are going to try and open a bar / Performance space.
Coffee in the morning with sandwiches and salads, and then come evening wine, beer and cheese plates and other good non needing a chef eats!
Now really that idea may change when they get down there based on location issues, zoning laws and a general lack of need for what they were first thinking of opening. But right now, it is looking like the place will be something that serves light fair, and coffee and wine and beer!
Now, regarding mom's wedding that she is planning . . . that headache (well fun) is consuming her every thought as of late.
Mom realized that she is soo happy that Frank and her technically are all ready married so that they are able to relax and celebrate at the party. But then mom decided to have a ceremony, with the whole dress thing, and the DJ, and the photographer and the 200 people who need to eat and drink!!!!!!
So, that said. This is why mom has not been posting.
She will now do wedding updates until the event. . .
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Another Bichon Blogger
Yes ladies and gentleman. Mom has discovered another Bichon Blogger, well at least a pic of one.
courtesy of Cute Overload. The cutest website ever!
courtesy of Cute Overload. The cutest website ever!
CAR
Mom and Frank bought a car.
Yes they did.
It's blue and I have not vomited in it yet.
They have resolved to not drive it unless they really need to. Like never in the city.
hmmm. not too sure how I feel about this purchase yet.
Yes they did.
It's blue and I have not vomited in it yet.
They have resolved to not drive it unless they really need to. Like never in the city.
hmmm. not too sure how I feel about this purchase yet.
Friday, June 30, 2006
Going to New Bedford
Mom is going to New Bedford this week to Visit Alicia
and the cutie pie. She is soo excited!
There sometimes is nothing better than hanging out with a baby. Mom and Frank are then going to hang out with Grandma.
Mom is shoving me at Aunt Kris's house to play with Milo!
I foresee a whole week of hiding under the bed and being humped.
and the cutie pie. She is soo excited!
There sometimes is nothing better than hanging out with a baby. Mom and Frank are then going to hang out with Grandma.
Mom is shoving me at Aunt Kris's house to play with Milo!
I foresee a whole week of hiding under the bed and being humped.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
If mom ran NYC
Another cyclist has died this month in NYC area. That makes 3 in June alone.
Mom is finding it really hard not to be extremely nervous each time her and Frank or other's bike.
How can it be less dangerous? What will it take to create safer streets and better bicycle awareness.
If mom ran NYC she would know exactly what to do to make it safer.
That's like saying that the world would be a better place is more people thought like her. It sounds nice to say, but really may not be true.
But if mom was going to try and make it safer in the streets here in NY she would. . .
First make the speed limit of cars, 10 miles per hour slower. Or maybe 10 miles an hour tops. She would reinstate the constant carpool rule, in hopes that it would eliminate excess cars. She would not allow trucks in the city at all. The only large vehicles would be small dump truck, vans and maybe buss's but maybe not.
Then she would make one car lane on each street that had more than one lane totally dedicated to bikes. Forget the skinny bike lanes that are so close to parked cars, she would just make one whole large car lane.
For the other one way single lane streets she would just ban cars.
Then she would make it a complete Felony, here me felony to open a car door into traffic. She would insist that all passengers of cars in the front or back use the car door that was closest to the side walk. Speaking of that, all the sidewalks would be free because there would no longer be street parking allowed. You could only drop people off on curbs, in special designated areas like as if you are pulling up to a hotel.
Every car would have to park under ground in parking garages. The only cars that could park ever on the street would be police cars, ambulances and fire trucks (which would be allowed.)
Then she would make it a rule in companies, or any job that if you stopped driving to work, and started riding a bike you would get a $2000 tax free bonus. And if you bike to work with a co-worker who is less skilled on a bike than you get 3 extra days off a year. (in praise of being a teacher)
She would then get messengers to volunteer 2 hours a month to teach classes about changing tubes, and how to lock your bike, and anything else people would want to know. And in exchange every messenger would have health insurance.
There would also be a Bloomberg sponsored prize yearly for the person who helped the most people stop driving and start riding their bikes, taking buses etc. and worked to make the streets a safer place for cyclists. The prize would be a college education for 10 people of their choosing and free bikes for life.
Then to make sure that Transportation Alternatives continued to be the best company, she would give them and everyone who worked there 1 million dollars a year. (it being a non profit and all, that money would have to be for very specific reasons which would be determined)
Mom would then, stop the rain and the snow in the city, so that every day was a great biking day.
She would turn some of the old parking spaces in to great bike parking that was safe, and supervised. She would also have cute valet bike parking for people who had more money to spend. She would also make sure that all those employee's working bike parking had health insurance.
Every other street meat cart would also sell tubes, and air pumps, and tires and other necessary bike parts. So you could always fix a problem.
And to top it all off, she would remove the gas stations from the city and replace them with bike shops, and quick repair places open 24 hours. This would be so no one was ever stranded and could always get their bike fixed.
Ok so obviously there are problems with this idea, like how would people carry heavy things, or if you can’t walk or physically ride a bike what would you do? And I am sure if mom spent a few more hours on this she would think of something.
But of course this fantasy has to come to an end. That is of course unless the rest of the world thinks this way too . . .
I guess all mom is asking is for no more cyclist death’s to happen. And for the city to be a safer place to bike in. But until then, those who passed will be remembered and missed. And when this city is a safer place they will not be forgotten.
Mom is finding it really hard not to be extremely nervous each time her and Frank or other's bike.
How can it be less dangerous? What will it take to create safer streets and better bicycle awareness.
If mom ran NYC she would know exactly what to do to make it safer.
That's like saying that the world would be a better place is more people thought like her. It sounds nice to say, but really may not be true.
But if mom was going to try and make it safer in the streets here in NY she would. . .
First make the speed limit of cars, 10 miles per hour slower. Or maybe 10 miles an hour tops. She would reinstate the constant carpool rule, in hopes that it would eliminate excess cars. She would not allow trucks in the city at all. The only large vehicles would be small dump truck, vans and maybe buss's but maybe not.
Then she would make one car lane on each street that had more than one lane totally dedicated to bikes. Forget the skinny bike lanes that are so close to parked cars, she would just make one whole large car lane.
For the other one way single lane streets she would just ban cars.
Then she would make it a complete Felony, here me felony to open a car door into traffic. She would insist that all passengers of cars in the front or back use the car door that was closest to the side walk. Speaking of that, all the sidewalks would be free because there would no longer be street parking allowed. You could only drop people off on curbs, in special designated areas like as if you are pulling up to a hotel.
Every car would have to park under ground in parking garages. The only cars that could park ever on the street would be police cars, ambulances and fire trucks (which would be allowed.)
Then she would make it a rule in companies, or any job that if you stopped driving to work, and started riding a bike you would get a $2000 tax free bonus. And if you bike to work with a co-worker who is less skilled on a bike than you get 3 extra days off a year. (in praise of being a teacher)
She would then get messengers to volunteer 2 hours a month to teach classes about changing tubes, and how to lock your bike, and anything else people would want to know. And in exchange every messenger would have health insurance.
There would also be a Bloomberg sponsored prize yearly for the person who helped the most people stop driving and start riding their bikes, taking buses etc. and worked to make the streets a safer place for cyclists. The prize would be a college education for 10 people of their choosing and free bikes for life.
Then to make sure that Transportation Alternatives continued to be the best company, she would give them and everyone who worked there 1 million dollars a year. (it being a non profit and all, that money would have to be for very specific reasons which would be determined)
Mom would then, stop the rain and the snow in the city, so that every day was a great biking day.
She would turn some of the old parking spaces in to great bike parking that was safe, and supervised. She would also have cute valet bike parking for people who had more money to spend. She would also make sure that all those employee's working bike parking had health insurance.
Every other street meat cart would also sell tubes, and air pumps, and tires and other necessary bike parts. So you could always fix a problem.
And to top it all off, she would remove the gas stations from the city and replace them with bike shops, and quick repair places open 24 hours. This would be so no one was ever stranded and could always get their bike fixed.
Ok so obviously there are problems with this idea, like how would people carry heavy things, or if you can’t walk or physically ride a bike what would you do? And I am sure if mom spent a few more hours on this she would think of something.
But of course this fantasy has to come to an end. That is of course unless the rest of the world thinks this way too . . .
I guess all mom is asking is for no more cyclist death’s to happen. And for the city to be a safer place to bike in. But until then, those who passed will be remembered and missed. And when this city is a safer place they will not be forgotten.
Monday, June 19, 2006
Bananna Guard
So, Mom decided to buy Frank a present. It was going to be part of his birthday gift, until it came early and mom realized that she could not sit on it for that long.
When Mom and Frank went to Princeton to see Cousin Amy defend her desertion, on the way up Frank was reading a bike magazine. In the magazine there was an add for a Banana Guard.
Frank got excited because he always eats banana’s and is upset when they smash in his bag.
This Banana Guard holder seemed like such a great gift idea, that he would have no idea was coming. How many times do you look in a magazine, comment out loud at what you might like, and then actually get it? . . .
So Mom rips out the page, and goes online and finds the website. It is a little company in Canada called Banana Guard. She perused the colors, picked two she thought that Frank would like (blue and yellow) and placed the order. Since Frank’s birthday is in August, she selected ground shipment since it was the cheapest and she had a few months to wait.
One week later, the package arrived at her desk at work. She thought how fast it was, and got excited to see what they looked like. She opened the package and pulled out 2 rather large dildo looking contraptions.
She immediately turned bright red and shoved them back in the package and looked around to make sure that no one saw.
Ordering sex toys to one’s office is frowned upon in corporate America.
She took the package to the bathroom in her office and took them out and looked again. The were really made for holding banana’s, but the were a lot bigger than she thought and did not really look like they would fit all banana’s.
She went back to her desk and a few hours later she got up the courage to show the one friend she has at work. Of course her friend thought that the guards looked like giant sex toys, and then made mom put them back in the bag, so no one would see.
Right before she got home she got up the courage to ask her co-worker who happened to have a banana on her desk to take a look at the purchase and see if the banana would fit. The kicked off the next half an hour of hysterical laughing by everyone in finance, who had to hold it and walk through the halls. They finally tried the real banana in there, and it did indeed fit.
Mom decided that night after showing her friend Aubrey and watching her laugh so hard she almost cried, that she had had to give this “gift” to Frank right away.
She went home and told Frank that she had a present and had wanted it to be part of his birthday gift but now it just did not seem appropriate. She made him hold out his hands with his eyes closed and put one in each hand. She held her breath and waited for his reaction.
As anticipated he laughed really hard, and then got excited about really using it. He even went so far as to find the perfect place for it in his bag. Who knew, messenger bags have just the place for Banana Guards.
So after all that, the Banana Guard / Sex toy looking object will be gracing the streets of NYC being taken out at times were sure will not be appropriate, and if not causing confusion in others, it will at least cause laughter.
When Mom and Frank went to Princeton to see Cousin Amy defend her desertion, on the way up Frank was reading a bike magazine. In the magazine there was an add for a Banana Guard.
Frank got excited because he always eats banana’s and is upset when they smash in his bag.
This Banana Guard holder seemed like such a great gift idea, that he would have no idea was coming. How many times do you look in a magazine, comment out loud at what you might like, and then actually get it? . . .
So Mom rips out the page, and goes online and finds the website. It is a little company in Canada called Banana Guard. She perused the colors, picked two she thought that Frank would like (blue and yellow) and placed the order. Since Frank’s birthday is in August, she selected ground shipment since it was the cheapest and she had a few months to wait.
One week later, the package arrived at her desk at work. She thought how fast it was, and got excited to see what they looked like. She opened the package and pulled out 2 rather large dildo looking contraptions.
She immediately turned bright red and shoved them back in the package and looked around to make sure that no one saw.
Ordering sex toys to one’s office is frowned upon in corporate America.
She took the package to the bathroom in her office and took them out and looked again. The were really made for holding banana’s, but the were a lot bigger than she thought and did not really look like they would fit all banana’s.
She went back to her desk and a few hours later she got up the courage to show the one friend she has at work. Of course her friend thought that the guards looked like giant sex toys, and then made mom put them back in the bag, so no one would see.
Right before she got home she got up the courage to ask her co-worker who happened to have a banana on her desk to take a look at the purchase and see if the banana would fit. The kicked off the next half an hour of hysterical laughing by everyone in finance, who had to hold it and walk through the halls. They finally tried the real banana in there, and it did indeed fit.
Mom decided that night after showing her friend Aubrey and watching her laugh so hard she almost cried, that she had had to give this “gift” to Frank right away.
She went home and told Frank that she had a present and had wanted it to be part of his birthday gift but now it just did not seem appropriate. She made him hold out his hands with his eyes closed and put one in each hand. She held her breath and waited for his reaction.
As anticipated he laughed really hard, and then got excited about really using it. He even went so far as to find the perfect place for it in his bag. Who knew, messenger bags have just the place for Banana Guards.
So after all that, the Banana Guard / Sex toy looking object will be gracing the streets of NYC being taken out at times were sure will not be appropriate, and if not causing confusion in others, it will at least cause laughter.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
John and Noreen's Wedding
Mom and Frank went to John and Noreen's wedding this past weekend.
Mom got to be a brides maid and wear a fun dress and an even funner rain coat!
Mom and Frank went to the rehearsal the night before.
This was Noreen in the church practicing.
This is the wedding party and dinner.
Limo Time! Mom got to ride in a pimped out Limo. She felt like she was on MTV.
Mom loves this pic.
This is Noreen's dad walking her down the isle. She looked so beautiful, everyone cried.
The is mom in her dress after the ceremony.
The rain coats they wore to protect their dress's were fantastic!
The wedding was beautiful and full of fun people and fun times.
It was great to see John and Noreen so happy and looking beautiful!
Congrats to them!
Mom got to be a brides maid and wear a fun dress and an even funner rain coat!
Mom and Frank went to the rehearsal the night before.
This was Noreen in the church practicing.
This is the wedding party and dinner.
Limo Time! Mom got to ride in a pimped out Limo. She felt like she was on MTV.
Mom loves this pic.
This is Noreen's dad walking her down the isle. She looked so beautiful, everyone cried.
The is mom in her dress after the ceremony.
The rain coats they wore to protect their dress's were fantastic!
The wedding was beautiful and full of fun people and fun times.
It was great to see John and Noreen so happy and looking beautiful!
Congrats to them!
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Pasta for the boys
So among other things mom was wicked sick this weekend.
She managed to feel a lot better after her fever broke late Saturday night. On Sunday she decided to have some of Frank's friends in town and from out of town over for dinner on Sunday night, the night after the bachelor party they had the night before.
There were about 8 guys in total. Imagine that, 8 men over the apartment all hung over and taunting mom with stories about the strip clubs they went to the night before.
It would not have been that bad had Frank’s brother Jono not had his mind set on convincing mom that much more than lap dances happened.
This really was mom's opportunity to cook for a bunch of men, Frank's brother being the only vegetarian mom decided to make it an all Vegetarian fiesta.
She watched the Food network all day and decided to make baked pasta. She grilled vegetables, and boiled the pasta and added a good amount of cheese and many other spices and threw it into a huge dish she had to buy at the dollar store and shoved it in the oven.
She served cheese and crackers, salad and brownie cupcakes drizzled with raspberry lime sauce.
Before dinner was ready, the boys sat in front of the TV and all watched the Food network together in peace and quite.
Hmm, it was a really strange thing to watch. Never before has mom been able to have 8 guys over and actually hear herself think.
I guess the key is to get them, all really drunk and partied out the night before so that all you get is their gentle side the next day!
She managed to feel a lot better after her fever broke late Saturday night. On Sunday she decided to have some of Frank's friends in town and from out of town over for dinner on Sunday night, the night after the bachelor party they had the night before.
There were about 8 guys in total. Imagine that, 8 men over the apartment all hung over and taunting mom with stories about the strip clubs they went to the night before.
It would not have been that bad had Frank’s brother Jono not had his mind set on convincing mom that much more than lap dances happened.
This really was mom's opportunity to cook for a bunch of men, Frank's brother being the only vegetarian mom decided to make it an all Vegetarian fiesta.
She watched the Food network all day and decided to make baked pasta. She grilled vegetables, and boiled the pasta and added a good amount of cheese and many other spices and threw it into a huge dish she had to buy at the dollar store and shoved it in the oven.
She served cheese and crackers, salad and brownie cupcakes drizzled with raspberry lime sauce.
Before dinner was ready, the boys sat in front of the TV and all watched the Food network together in peace and quite.
Hmm, it was a really strange thing to watch. Never before has mom been able to have 8 guys over and actually hear herself think.
I guess the key is to get them, all really drunk and partied out the night before so that all you get is their gentle side the next day!
Thursday, May 25, 2006
Mom sucks
Lately mom has just not been inspired to write anything.
I think that she needs to become more inspired. She was at one point going to direct a play with some friends, but since the wedding prep is really taking a lot of her free head space she decided not to do that just yet.
It's a funny position to be in right now. Already married, and planning a wedding.
Mom thinks it's a good thing for her because she got so nervous when they got married in the court. So Nervous that she ordered a salt bagel. Now she gets to be so nervous again about people liking the big party that she is throwing.
Now, mom really likes to entertain, and have people over, and or organize parties other places. She even likes throwing work place parties. She is has her way, her style and usually if there is enough booze and games everyone has a great time.
This wedding party is going to be by far the biggest party that she will throw to date.
She has to have center pieces on the tables. That should tell you something.
The one thing that she really needs help with is deciding how to organize the tables and chairs, and coming up with a good way for people to feel like they have a place to sit, but not feel like they need to sit all night.
Hmmm. That is that next hard thing to tackle.
Please feel free to comment.
I think that she needs to become more inspired. She was at one point going to direct a play with some friends, but since the wedding prep is really taking a lot of her free head space she decided not to do that just yet.
It's a funny position to be in right now. Already married, and planning a wedding.
Mom thinks it's a good thing for her because she got so nervous when they got married in the court. So Nervous that she ordered a salt bagel. Now she gets to be so nervous again about people liking the big party that she is throwing.
Now, mom really likes to entertain, and have people over, and or organize parties other places. She even likes throwing work place parties. She is has her way, her style and usually if there is enough booze and games everyone has a great time.
This wedding party is going to be by far the biggest party that she will throw to date.
She has to have center pieces on the tables. That should tell you something.
The one thing that she really needs help with is deciding how to organize the tables and chairs, and coming up with a good way for people to feel like they have a place to sit, but not feel like they need to sit all night.
Hmmm. That is that next hard thing to tackle.
Please feel free to comment.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
Best Shower Ever
Kris and Amy threw mom the best bridal shower ever on Saturday!
It was at Mini bar, this cute little bar in Carroll Gardens. There was the perfect amount of people there. And everyone that was there was a great friend of mom's.
They did wine tasting,
and fun games, like pin the tail on the bride and mom got to open a lot of really great gifts. There was a great assortment of cheese and veggies and dips.
And really cute table decorations!
There was even trivia questions about Frank that mom was not able to answer correctly. And Each time that she screwed up a question she had to put a huge piece of gum in her mouth. You can imagine at the end of the game the size of the wad of gum.
Mom feels so lucky that there are so many people in her life that care about her and really support her and Frank together.
And Milo even came out to celebrate!
Thanks to all who came out,
partied till the late hour's, took tons of photo's and drank way way too much wine!
Amy and Kris you are the best!
It was at Mini bar, this cute little bar in Carroll Gardens. There was the perfect amount of people there. And everyone that was there was a great friend of mom's.
They did wine tasting,
and fun games, like pin the tail on the bride and mom got to open a lot of really great gifts. There was a great assortment of cheese and veggies and dips.
And really cute table decorations!
There was even trivia questions about Frank that mom was not able to answer correctly. And Each time that she screwed up a question she had to put a huge piece of gum in her mouth. You can imagine at the end of the game the size of the wad of gum.
Mom feels so lucky that there are so many people in her life that care about her and really support her and Frank together.
And Milo even came out to celebrate!
Thanks to all who came out,
partied till the late hour's, took tons of photo's and drank way way too much wine!
Amy and Kris you are the best!
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
White pigeon
Frank and mom went to make their wedding invitations on Saturday. They biked out to the place in Brooklyn where Frank works.
They are going to be made from record covers, inspired by what Frank's boss does and sells.
The ride was nice, but mom was a bit nervous the whole time, because they had to go through some places that even on a Saturday the traffic is still a bit tight.
They get to Frank’s job and mom starts feeling weird, maybe it’s hunger, maybe it’s the fact that all the record covers have years of dust that they are breathing in, or maybe it’s because they are all alone in a big artistic warehouse. Who knows why, but they decide to go and get some lunch. They walk to the bagel shop where Frank eats every day, order some stuff.
They take their lunch and sit in the playground.
It’s a nice day out, a bit breezy and the playground is filled with Children and parents, and nanny’s and dogs. Mom mentions that one day they won’t just be able to sit in a playground and then leave when they want, because they will have kids who will want to stay.
There is a man who comes around with cotton candy on a stick, and the kids rush to get dollars from their parents and buy this mysterious substance, that god knows where or who made. (mom would never let her kids buy that shit, it’s like taking candy from strangers, or eating street meat).
But the kids buy it anyway, and mom gags at what could be in it.
Just as they are finishing their lunch and mom is feeding the crumbs to the pigeons, a little girl on a bike followed by a littler sister on her own bike reach the top of the hill entering the playground right where mom and Frank are sitting.
They turn to look as the littlest girl calls out to her sister,
“Look, look up in the tree there a white pigeon”.
The girl is biking down the hill towards mom and Frank as she continues, to call out “you know what grandma says, whenever you see a white pigeon it means that someone is going to die.”
The Girl whizzes past mom at that last part, locks eyes with her causing mom to audibly gasp in horror.
Mom, mouth open follows the little girl with her eyes as she swoops around the playground on her bike at top speed, weaving in and out of other children.
Mom turns to Frank hoping that he had the same horrified reaction, but he did not have one.
Mom breaths out and begins to discuss how strange and spooky and F’d up that little girls interaction with her was. Just as mom is shaking off the creepiness and they are standing to go, the little girl swoops by again chanting to mom someone’s going to die, a white pigeon means someone’s going to die”
The little girl bikes strait in to traffic and mom gasps as the thinks how horrific it would be if she got hit by a car right then.
Mom and Frank make their way back to Frank’s job and talk about how weird that just was, and what that could mean, and why such a little girl was talking about death like that.
Then for the rest of the day mom was on edge and hyper aware of her own death and other’s around her.
Strange Saturday, I guess from now on mom will be freaked out by white pigeons, and stay out of playgrounds.
They are going to be made from record covers, inspired by what Frank's boss does and sells.
The ride was nice, but mom was a bit nervous the whole time, because they had to go through some places that even on a Saturday the traffic is still a bit tight.
They get to Frank’s job and mom starts feeling weird, maybe it’s hunger, maybe it’s the fact that all the record covers have years of dust that they are breathing in, or maybe it’s because they are all alone in a big artistic warehouse. Who knows why, but they decide to go and get some lunch. They walk to the bagel shop where Frank eats every day, order some stuff.
They take their lunch and sit in the playground.
It’s a nice day out, a bit breezy and the playground is filled with Children and parents, and nanny’s and dogs. Mom mentions that one day they won’t just be able to sit in a playground and then leave when they want, because they will have kids who will want to stay.
There is a man who comes around with cotton candy on a stick, and the kids rush to get dollars from their parents and buy this mysterious substance, that god knows where or who made. (mom would never let her kids buy that shit, it’s like taking candy from strangers, or eating street meat).
But the kids buy it anyway, and mom gags at what could be in it.
Just as they are finishing their lunch and mom is feeding the crumbs to the pigeons, a little girl on a bike followed by a littler sister on her own bike reach the top of the hill entering the playground right where mom and Frank are sitting.
They turn to look as the littlest girl calls out to her sister,
“Look, look up in the tree there a white pigeon”.
The girl is biking down the hill towards mom and Frank as she continues, to call out “you know what grandma says, whenever you see a white pigeon it means that someone is going to die.”
The Girl whizzes past mom at that last part, locks eyes with her causing mom to audibly gasp in horror.
Mom, mouth open follows the little girl with her eyes as she swoops around the playground on her bike at top speed, weaving in and out of other children.
Mom turns to Frank hoping that he had the same horrified reaction, but he did not have one.
Mom breaths out and begins to discuss how strange and spooky and F’d up that little girls interaction with her was. Just as mom is shaking off the creepiness and they are standing to go, the little girl swoops by again chanting to mom someone’s going to die, a white pigeon means someone’s going to die”
The little girl bikes strait in to traffic and mom gasps as the thinks how horrific it would be if she got hit by a car right then.
Mom and Frank make their way back to Frank’s job and talk about how weird that just was, and what that could mean, and why such a little girl was talking about death like that.
Then for the rest of the day mom was on edge and hyper aware of her own death and other’s around her.
Strange Saturday, I guess from now on mom will be freaked out by white pigeons, and stay out of playgrounds.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Milo came over to play
This past week Milo came over to play because his mom Kris went out of town.
I have to say that being humped all weekend really can tire a dog out.
It will be good to have some rest this next week, that's if mom stops giving me baths!
In other news mom took the day off from work on Friday and Frank and her went biking all around Brooklyn.
They were trying to explore Red Hook, but really could not find much to keep them there.
They did go around prospect park a few times and, mom pretended that she was back in shape and went really, really fast. Mom tends to randomly get competitive.
Like when she plays Skee ball.
After the second way too fast lap around the park, starting to bonk mom turned to Frank and said
"I am going to the street cart to get some food, I will be back."
Mom got a huge salted pretzel and ate half and got stoned on her own blood sugar! Fun times!
I have to say that being humped all weekend really can tire a dog out.
It will be good to have some rest this next week, that's if mom stops giving me baths!
In other news mom took the day off from work on Friday and Frank and her went biking all around Brooklyn.
They were trying to explore Red Hook, but really could not find much to keep them there.
They did go around prospect park a few times and, mom pretended that she was back in shape and went really, really fast. Mom tends to randomly get competitive.
Like when she plays Skee ball.
After the second way too fast lap around the park, starting to bonk mom turned to Frank and said
"I am going to the street cart to get some food, I will be back."
Mom got a huge salted pretzel and ate half and got stoned on her own blood sugar! Fun times!
Friday, April 14, 2006
Passover Seder Kinda
Since Passover this year fell mid week, mom and Frank decided that instead of going to grandma’s house in Boston, it would make more sense for them to stay in town and have a Seder of their own.
Being that mom is not very religious and way more into the ritual’s of Jewish events, she thought that it would be fun to have an abridged Seder that included all the fun parts that she enjoyed as a kid.
That included remembering the 10 plagues, eating the charoset, looking at the Seder plate and the main event of any Seder finding the aficoman.
(that is the matzo that is hidden for the children to find at the end of the meal. Once that Matzo is found the child that finds it gets a prize that is usually money and candy.)
When she was little all mom could think about was being to winner, growing up around all boys this was the time when size did not matter. You did not have to be big to find something, you just had to be smart and agile.
Mom usually spent the whole day shadowing her father’s every move trying to figure out his thought process and trying to catch him hiding the matza.
Mom’s father was the best at hiding the aficoman, he hid it so well that by the end of the search he had to give so many hints just to keep everyone looking in the same room. In mom’s old house there were so many rooms and great possible hiding places that the game had to start off with many ground rules. Such as, it’s downstairs, not in closets and not in the kitchen.
Mom’s dad would just keep sitting at the table as 4 children tour around the house trying to be the big winner. Half an hour later they would come screaming back to him for more hints, and he would make them all really work for it.
Finally when they all got down to one possible room where it might be, everyone had to be very wise about how they would search because all of them knew that their mom would kill them if they messed anything up.
Usually one child would grow tired of searching first and whine about how this game was dumb, but secretly have one eye open on each place the other children searched.
Another child would usually get mad and start pushing others around and banging things because their level of frustration was so high, and since they were the biggest they must be the one to find it.
The other two would go back and forth literally on top of one another searching hoping that whom ever eyed it first the other one would have the faster hand to grab it and bring it back to the table.
Every year mom did not win and every year she swore to herself that the next year she would win, she lived in the house, she thought like her father, and she was or so she thought smarter at searching.
The one child that did win would spend all of dessert gloating and making the others mad, palming the $40 that was just won.
That’s Passover to mom, you spend the who meal drinking wine, eating matzo, listening to your dad make puns out of the hagada that you had to read, seeing who could read the text funnier. And joking about Moses and the burning bush, and picturing a man with a red fire crotch.
Lounging at the table, thinking about how you are going to find the aficoman this year.
Mom took all that and abridged it in to 12, 20 something’s packed in to her small one bedroom apartment drinking and eating meatloaf muffins and plague cake,
searching for a box of Matzo meal, because Kris did not know to get real matzo.
This year mom though about where to hide the matzo for a couple of days, she ended up at the last minute having to switch her hiding place to accommodate the matzo meal box, she started off the game the same way with ground rules, and then held her breath while people rummaged through her stuff, she would drop hints and smile at Frank when someone got really close.
Jeremy ended up finding it this year, wining the candy and the money. Mom was proud that everyone seemed into it and played along.
This Passover was fantastic and really celebrated their small want for the old rituals to mix with their new ones, and the fact that there was good food, good friends and good wine did not hurt either!
Cheers to being a little bit Jewish and having great friends and family to create new family traditions with!
Being that mom is not very religious and way more into the ritual’s of Jewish events, she thought that it would be fun to have an abridged Seder that included all the fun parts that she enjoyed as a kid.
That included remembering the 10 plagues, eating the charoset, looking at the Seder plate and the main event of any Seder finding the aficoman.
(that is the matzo that is hidden for the children to find at the end of the meal. Once that Matzo is found the child that finds it gets a prize that is usually money and candy.)
When she was little all mom could think about was being to winner, growing up around all boys this was the time when size did not matter. You did not have to be big to find something, you just had to be smart and agile.
Mom usually spent the whole day shadowing her father’s every move trying to figure out his thought process and trying to catch him hiding the matza.
Mom’s father was the best at hiding the aficoman, he hid it so well that by the end of the search he had to give so many hints just to keep everyone looking in the same room. In mom’s old house there were so many rooms and great possible hiding places that the game had to start off with many ground rules. Such as, it’s downstairs, not in closets and not in the kitchen.
Mom’s dad would just keep sitting at the table as 4 children tour around the house trying to be the big winner. Half an hour later they would come screaming back to him for more hints, and he would make them all really work for it.
Finally when they all got down to one possible room where it might be, everyone had to be very wise about how they would search because all of them knew that their mom would kill them if they messed anything up.
Usually one child would grow tired of searching first and whine about how this game was dumb, but secretly have one eye open on each place the other children searched.
Another child would usually get mad and start pushing others around and banging things because their level of frustration was so high, and since they were the biggest they must be the one to find it.
The other two would go back and forth literally on top of one another searching hoping that whom ever eyed it first the other one would have the faster hand to grab it and bring it back to the table.
Every year mom did not win and every year she swore to herself that the next year she would win, she lived in the house, she thought like her father, and she was or so she thought smarter at searching.
The one child that did win would spend all of dessert gloating and making the others mad, palming the $40 that was just won.
That’s Passover to mom, you spend the who meal drinking wine, eating matzo, listening to your dad make puns out of the hagada that you had to read, seeing who could read the text funnier. And joking about Moses and the burning bush, and picturing a man with a red fire crotch.
Lounging at the table, thinking about how you are going to find the aficoman this year.
Mom took all that and abridged it in to 12, 20 something’s packed in to her small one bedroom apartment drinking and eating meatloaf muffins and plague cake,
searching for a box of Matzo meal, because Kris did not know to get real matzo.
This year mom though about where to hide the matzo for a couple of days, she ended up at the last minute having to switch her hiding place to accommodate the matzo meal box, she started off the game the same way with ground rules, and then held her breath while people rummaged through her stuff, she would drop hints and smile at Frank when someone got really close.
Jeremy ended up finding it this year, wining the candy and the money. Mom was proud that everyone seemed into it and played along.
This Passover was fantastic and really celebrated their small want for the old rituals to mix with their new ones, and the fact that there was good food, good friends and good wine did not hurt either!
Cheers to being a little bit Jewish and having great friends and family to create new family traditions with!
Monday, April 10, 2006
Fun Pictures from weekends!
Me and Mom at the beach.
Pig in the car.
I love my dad.
Mom and Anais
Mom and Alicia
Grandma and her lady friends
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Engagement party
Mom, Me, Frank, Milo and Kris went to Boston this past weekend!
Kris
rented a car, mom took a anxiety pill, milo slept and Frank drugged me with benadryl.
WE got there.
WE saw grandma and my uncle Alex who showed up to dinner 2 hours late.
We drove around a lot and went for walks.
And Grandma had an engagement party for Mom and Frank.
I was fun to run around and eat crumbs!
People schmoozed
I even got to see Alicia and her baby!
Frank was hogging her but I got my sniff's in!
It was a fun weekend, but mom learned the hard way she really is unable to be a passenger in a car!
Kris
rented a car, mom took a anxiety pill, milo slept and Frank drugged me with benadryl.
WE got there.
WE saw grandma and my uncle Alex who showed up to dinner 2 hours late.
We drove around a lot and went for walks.
And Grandma had an engagement party for Mom and Frank.
I was fun to run around and eat crumbs!
People schmoozed
I even got to see Alicia and her baby!
Frank was hogging her but I got my sniff's in!
It was a fun weekend, but mom learned the hard way she really is unable to be a passenger in a car!
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