Archives for January 2011

A Walk Too Far

TheBoy offered to take the boys for a walk. I put them in their pants, shoes and jackets and waved goodbye. I started to clean, and then… I got a phone call. Don’tpanicdon’tpanicdon’tpanic, I reminded myself as I answered with a drawn out hello. “I might have bitten off more than I can chew,” he said. “We were walking, but the boys are running out of steam.” “Do you want me to pick you up?” “Yeah. Someone has something to say to you.” He then handed off the phone to the Oldest Kidlet. “Mommy, we’re tired. We can’t walk anymore,…

Blogging a feminist mountain out of a molehill…

Jezebel has decided to bring attention to a boycott by Anne Hays of the New Yorker. Why? Because in two issues of the New Yorker, she noticed a lack of female writers and illustrators. Let’s break out the feminist pitchforks!! Sorry, Jezebel… no. I would love to see more female voices reflected in magazines that aren’t directly aimed towards women- but ultimately, Anne Hays’ approach is flawed. She’s basing this boycott on two issues of the magazine. Not only that, she has no idea how many female writers and illustrators submitted work to the New Yorker. If there was a…

Recipe: Goat Cheese, Pesto and Sun Dried Tomato Torta

I know I haven’t posted much about our Christmas dinner. I’ll just say this. The food rocked. I plan on making all the dishes again, so the recipes will pop up here anyways. The first recipe that I made is this layered “torta” that my mom put together for Christmas. The other appetizers I was doing were a bit more labor intensive, so she wanted something that was quick, easy- and delicious. Goat Cheese, Pesto and Sun Dried Tomato Torta via Bake Space (from “The Bride and Groom’s First Cookbook”) Ingredients 8 oz cream cheese, softened 4 oz goat cheese,…

New Year’s Eve traditions

I admit, I’m not much of a partier. As a kid, New Year’s Eve didn’t hold much of a thrill for me. I usually went to bed early because I woke up with the sun- so staying up until midnight didn’t always appeal. Then I worked at Disneyland. Nothing will kill the thrill of partying on New Year’s Eve when you’re in a boat surrounded by 40 guests with noisemakers. Though, my favorite story from New Years happened one year when I worked at the Tiki Room. There I was, out in front, ushering in people to see the show.…