Who am I...seriously though....????

okay here is the thing...you have these moments...i am driving my car, listening to music, classic rock, passing familiar landmarks, singing out loud, really loud, windows down, wind blowing...happy as a clam...and boom it hits me like a frozen turkey i'm not 18 only... i am closer to 48...that is a holy shit moment...i could have sworn i was still 18...it seemed like just moments ago, the memories are totally vivid, i can recount everything in scary details...the house parties, the quick vacuum clean up, the car rides to no where, trips to foley's, kegs (the drinking age was 18), the greatful dead movie...and now when i wake from my trance i hear, what's for dinner, do i have to go to the tutor, did you wash my baseball jersey, i forgot my computer at school????? and all i am thinking is, i'm still cool...but i dare not so that out loud or for certain i would be greeted with hysterical and spastic laughter followed by a laundry list of how NOT cool i am...so instead i say, food, yes, yes and to bad...ooooyyyy, i am become my mother...I'd like to be 18 again but with the wisdom and confidence i have now...I was good at 18, but better now, at least when i am not yelling patented tag lines like 'stop fouling around back there or you are going to make us crash' or  'when we get home you are going straight to your room' or the worst...'if you don't stop that i am going to pull this car over right now' ....really like pulling the car over is going to accomplish what, really...but it just flows out of my mouth like candy...and than again i think wow...who am i and how did i get here....well i followed the directions...straight at college, right at the alter, left at the baby ward, paralleled parked into suburbia and boom into cruse control...it was that easy!!

Do you remember phone booths???

Do you remember phone booths??? Waiting in line from a dorm room to call home on Sunday nights, standing on a street corner to call mom for a ride back from town, making a collect call or using a calling card when you had no quarters on hand???  If so you must remember a time when the kids in the neighborhood went down the street to play touch football or board games...without parents policing how hard you touched your playmates or how many houses you had on park place...or on the flip side cheered you on to score a touchdown as if you were already in training to be recruited by a D1 college...remember random, unscheduled, unstructured and unencumbered playdates...but alas they would never have been refereed to as a playdates because that would imply that some crazed alpha-mom would have wanted her kid to socialize with a handpicked playmate...said alpha mom wants her little star to get to know little Johny because he is a sporty kid and already considered popular in the 4's program at the local nursery school...plus little Johny mom is so desperate for attention and overly excited by her husbands income that she throws killer parties and you want to make certain that you, your spouse and your little star in are invited...so you make the call...you tell her how your kid adores her son and how it would make your offspring oh so happy if her little Johny could agree to a playdate....yikes...i have got a cavity from just thinking about this conversation...you, half-crazed alpha-mom have helped turn little Johny into a monster child by reeling off a long list of accolades to his totally self absorbed mama...you have started the snow ball...little Johny's mom has the it kid...sure your star will get his couple of playdates in but little Johny's mom has bigger goals...seek out the kids who she thinks have cool parents who will push their kids in the same direction...next thing you know your little star is watching by the sidelines and you are sad and miserable because you are not included in these reindeer games...life is not fair but you created these rules...teach your kid to put a quarter into a pay phone, remember the pleasant days of just hanging out with the gang down the street playing touch football or monopoly and realize you are okay and so to will be your child...

Your Kids on the Spin Cycle

We are all marketing geniuses when it comes to our kids...come on you know it, we can spin it, position it and brand our kids...even issue a press release via email and thought pieces over a coffee at Starbucks...your kid is not taking AP English...why??? Well he is a real math/science kid and we don't think the teacher is the right fit...really, who ever heard of not taking a class in high school because your parents don't like the teacher...and you go on to suggest that your neighbor should not allow their child to take AP English either...why...because you don't want your neighbor's kid to do anything more impressive then your kid...you kid tried out for soccer and recently at a party you told everyone how your little Johnny is such an all star that he is playing for a travel team in another town...really...he is...sure he is...he is playing for a sign-on team in another town that could not fill all of its spots and they travel because it is not part of a rec league...get with the program, be honest...a little spin is fine but don't be a lair, lair or your 7 Jeans will be on rapid fire!!! Really your daughter got an internship this summer...for real...she is 15 but a wall street firm thought that with all those over qualified MBA's out in the market place that your little Sally was the perfect fit for a summer position...okay so they don't have to pay her and the MBA's might want some compensation but really...you paid a placement agency to get Sally an internship so why not fess up and make the story seem plausible...my son went to Amherst, took classes not taught by Amherst professors, had a blast, did not get college credit...but he did go away, fend for himself, learn how to do some laundry and use a debit card...oh and played some tennis...maybe he will play D1 tennis in a couple of years...that is why you spend gobs of money on tennis lessons that you drive hours to and than complain about all the driving you do because your housekeeper is busy at home making dinner....oh i digress...your kid is a sporty guy, her daughter is a thespian, their son is a rocket scientist...kids are not just kids anymore they are what they do and that do what you think will set them apart, make them known for something by the time of their bar/bat mitzvah and prepare them for the hardship that is high school because their parents are not following behind them raking the sand trap...get a life...your own...spin yourself...get a job, volunteer, make dinner for your family but leave your kid to be a kid and if you can't than grab an eff of silly putty and take a look at the image you have created.

Your kids are not for dress up

Come on...if you wanted to play dress up than you should have gotten a Barbie or Ken doll...depending on your persuasion...sex aside...and in all seriousness we are living in the time of the entitlement epidemic...parenting gone awl and kids who want need and have to have...why are so many parents decorating their kids as a way of establishing themselves and calling attention to their station in life...i mean really people...ipods, ipads, iphone...IWANT...that is the mantra of so many people today....remember apple tree...be a better role model if you so choose....from sports, to clothing, accessories, electronic and even friends so many parents are making up for their insecurities and feeling of inadequacy by dressing up and parading their kids about....why do 12 year old boys care so much about wearing hollister brand shirts...why do so many girls forgo barbie, playdates and crayons in hopes of making a soccer team...why do kids send nasty emails...why do parents need to make bar mitzvah parties nicer than a royal wedding...why do girls worry about the color of their nail polish, keratin hair treatments and tory burch shoes....i have a couple of ideas why...because their parents have more money, more education and more need to display their gems...children or stones...because mom and dad sucked at soccer, even thought it is a gross motor skill sport and the very reason why it is the one so many kids can play in kindergarten...oh and because everyone else is playing because their parents sucked as well and your little xx or xy needs to stay in the mix with their bff so that no one will ltas at your offspring and cause a riff in your social status...so remember that unless you want a rotten apple you better give your tree some fertilizer so that you feel better and don't live through your kids...thats my story and i'm sticking to it!

If you are going to play...than play to win

quick mark that ball before it rolls down the hill...so i start the day with this and the girls ask..."really...do you live in this town"...yes i do and i want to win as much as the next person...no one gets the if you're going to play...play the best you can...play to win mentality more than i do....and yes i live in a crazy metro ny town where win, win, win is the mantra...i don't think it is a brand problem, it is a category issue...money, aa parents and status that is a bit perverted...hell i even got an up-close and personal look at Maserati girl...however i am an adult and i am playing golf with the girls...same wonderful sex and the city country girls that i have been playing with for years...love them and their golf games...and i want to win because it is fun and i like the prize...plus if you are going to blow off work for 6 hours, ditch your kids and tell your husband that you are just to tired for sex than enjoy the privilege of the game and for gods sake play to win...i am an adult the choice is mine...i am playing for real...but the kids...leave them out of this...just as golf season starts so do soccer and baseball team tryouts....yikes...A, B or C team no one from this category is going to play professional ball...yes maybe 1 or 2 a year will play sports in college...hell i did until i realized that the bar, the boys and even my school work were much more fun than the soccer field, the gym and the trainer...but come on...if you want to play to win...either win at work or win at your own games...but don't make your kids your game...they are also a privilege and just because you were not the star athlete of your class...and even if your were...you do not have a right to manipulate your kid and the expense of others in order for them to be on the winning team...A, B, or C has nothing to do with you and how you stack up...make your kid happy...give them confidence do that they want to succeed and they will be winners...push them to win, push other kids aside and your are an adult bully and you kid will eventually suffer...plus your mark on humanity will stink...hunker down, be a great citizen, play for the team...enjoy your teammates like i enjoy the girls...we are a team...and we win as a team because of spirit, trust and mutual effort!!! Great win today girls!!!

...really, i already told you NO Reply All

For the love of g-d please stop with the reply all....we all know who is on the distribution...unless you do the sneaky bcc format...which really is so much fun...the question if provokes...you work that one out for yourself...my pet peeve is the reply all...okay i am fairly certain that you think you are interesting and that everyone on the list is all too interested in your response...i mean it's not like working mom and mom at home with kiddies can't revile the president with mails...so please why do you need to cram up my mail box with reply all responses...my father always said 'don't talk just hear year yourself, have something to say'...you answer in the replay all is not what what he meant...i am sure that you want everyone to know that little johnny was invited to the party...in case mom missed seeing your email on the 85 person distribution list to the 12 year old b-day party...but really don't reply all so that you can tell the 84 other families that you are going to be out of town and that is why your dear sweet johnny can't make it...just in case they needed to know so that when their little angel who is looking for an issue comes home and tells his mommy that your johnny was not there you dear friend can respond appropriately 'oh no worries johnny is out of town'....similarly i don't need to know that Sally has a stomach ache.. Hannah had her hair done...and Becky had botox...all excellent reasons not to participate in the meeting at hand...but really what are you trying to communicate en mas...this is the opposite of the omission of truth...which is really the same difference...look at me i am trying to call attention to myself...shut up and wear beige...and for pete's sake stop with the reply all...unless you get a message from the president!!!

Everyone could use a little truth

 

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lying...and i am not taking it laying down

really...is it necessary?...i am all for embellishing the truth...either to the upside or for the sake of overstating the negative...come on it captures the audience and makes the story just that much more entertaining...an educated story listener will know where you are going...i mean who cares if the chicken crossed the road...but a chicken wearing prada and tory burch...oh and this chicken's husband has retired during the stock market crash because he was oh that good...and yeah the chicken could do whatever she wanted because the husband is actually having an affair and to cover it up throws feed at his little chicken...oh no i digress...

...okay lying by not telling the or avoiding giving information...the passive aggressive form of lying...you ask you local gal pal a simple question...."so what are you doing this weekend??"...she responds with the cadre of typical suburban fare...sports, camp stuff, errands...blah, blah, blah...and we are going to dinner at 'The Yummy New Restaurant'...oh yeah...so you respond..."who are you going with?"...FRIENDS...duh...would you be going with enemies...like seriously if i took the time to talk to you and am wondering what you are up to this weekend don't you think that i probably know who your 'friend' is...so why not just come clean...what are you hiding...really what is the point...so you have plans with xx and xy...when i find out on Monday from someone who knows someone who knows xx and xy and saw you all out at the swanky "Yummy New Restaurant" i will come back to you and say "so i hear you had dinner with xx and xy" and you will say "how do you know"...seriously, i know because i do...you think now after your passive aggressive lying i am going to tell you how i know...get real...

...okay so you can't take it personally when someone lies or reveals little...

they are fearful of something...fearful that they are losing something, or that something is being taken away from them by giving too much info - they must have been abused in some way as a child)....it is a sign of weakness or insecurity..frustrating to us, but their problem...I usually don't care, but if I do, I force them to recognize what they are doing by outright asking what it is I think they are hiding..."so with whom are you going out to dinner?"...try say 'friends' to that sucker...i also know that you went shopping with another friend and ditched me to go to someone else's party...but hey you are my good friend right ;-))

In the long run, we pick and choose what we need in a friend and weigh their assets and faults.  When I recognize a fault in a friend, I feel sorry for them...but honestly, honesty is top on my list of qualities that I look for in a friend, so I just dismiss those who don't have it..I dismiss a lot of people because of that...I put on a good face, but I don't confide in them....i know they are lying...and they have no idea that i know...shame on them...

If its not your kid why do you go to the principle's office.

so your kid mooned the teacher in elementary school...scared a little boy on the playground...mouthed off to the sub in middle school...and so on...but you keep saying its not my kid...my kid would not do that...you defend their actions...well as adults who used to be kids in the 70's we think mooning is funny...we chuckle...and laugh...but as adults in 2010 we realize that it is not appropriate behavior for a child in an upper middle class community...life has changed...what do you think...we all defend our kids...they are after all an extension of ourselves...but really we are dealing with the apple-tree syndrome...if your eyes are even a bit more than open you should realize that what your kids are doing, how they behave, their quirks are really coming from you and your dear spouse...i mean really who needs a shrink...open your eyes, look at your kids and bam...you got the good, the bad and the holy crap what have you have done right in front of you...your kid is your mirror...so really when your kid has turned on his/her BFF and is bullying them...when little jonny sits at the table your little angel organizes the "cool group" to stand and eat their lunch elsewhere...leaving little jonny alone dazed and confused by what is happening...take a look in the mirror and realize maybe you are the culprit...maybe you are the social climber looking to trade friends...social currency...maybe you are insecure...maybe you are looking for attention...whatever the maybe maybe ...maybe the next time the principle calls and you storm in to tell them that your angel could never, would never do 'that' maybe you should take a deep breath, and claim your child and their behavior because i don't think the principle is calling the wrong family...i am fairly convinced that the principle's office has not gotten the wrong number...just identifying the wrong type of behavior....

Not living your life

Really when did it become okay to not do anything. I see houses with bags of laundry on their front door waiting to be picked up because the cleaning lady does not do shirts...i bump into neighbors picking up dinner at Cosi....one neighbor has about 3 people in help...one for each kid i guess...everyone has a personal trainer rather than going for a walk...not to mention how can these girls not know how to put gas in their cars and trucks...really you have a 9,000sq foot house and the gas tank is off limits...man is that nuts...so what do they do...organize; have parties so that they can leave people off the list, coordinate car pools so their kids can ride with the in crowd, have lunch out so folks know who their friends are and get their hair blown out because curls and frizz are just oh so messy....get busy living....you are not that important...you hair still looks bad...the trainer is not working....and your kids could use some attention....

Seriously people, your kids are IRREVERENT

Seriously people, your kids are IRREVERENT and it is your fault, they are your kids...oh did you just say 'not johnny...he would never do that'...okay than look at the kid, look in the mirror...say apple, tree, apple, tree one hundred times and fix this crap. They are your kids...and you are responsible for their behavior...you indulge them, tell them they are the bestest...and think the irreverence is funny and a demonstration of how johnny is so independent minded...NOT...It is not polite to go to a bar mitzvah and stuff the toilet full of junk...it is not nice to have a party with 85 kids and leave someone off the list (news flash, you can either afford to have 85 kids or your can't but want people to think you can...either way one more ain't going to hurt anyone other than a little kid who is left off the list)...and when did it become cool to not try in school...that was a thing in the 70's...and back then we had greasers and smoking sections...so really, have some manors, teach your kids to say people and thank you - and mean it - tell them to address other adults and Mr. and Mrs. and for peat sake tell them in include other kids and the lunch table...no one in this day and age has enough body odor that your kid needs to run away and take the pose with him...and really your kids are not your social climbing stepping stones..they are your kids...they are the next generation...climb your own ladders and teach your kids to be nice...mean people suck and if you don't put and end to the irreverence your kids are going to be living with you forever because no one else will have them.

Center Gallery Show of David Herbst

Please join me at the Center Gallery located in the Katonah Art Center on 6/5/10 from 4-7pm

David Herbst is an abstract expressionist painter who lives and works in Bedford New York. He studied at Cooper Union, NYU and Hunter College. He studied with both Tony Smith and Ad Reinhardt. He was a high school art teacher in the New York City Public Schools from 1963 until he retired in 1988 due to a life altering disability.

With his mobility and communications skills taken from him, David now sees art as a way of expressing himself. His paintings are done in acrylic and often incorporate collage. Although he is disabled, through his mastery of color relations, shape and form, his work is more than a way of expressing himself. David combines the stylistic legacy of his teachers with the formal inventiveness of Roy Lichtenstein s collages to carry forward a tradition that he learnt early in his career.

His artwork has been reviewed in several publications and received the first place prize at the Katonah Beaux Art Exhibition in 2009.

Really, you want me to drive to Michigan...this sunday????

okay, its not really Michigan but it may as well be...my kid has a double header, baseball in some town 80 miles from here which entails crossing a river over a skinny bridge, driving up a windy road that looks like Pacific Coast Highway to a dusty baseball field where hopefully the boys will not get mercied by boys that are 12 years old and 6 feet tall....yes go 30 miles north of here, like last weekend at 8:30 in the morning and the boys got mercied 23 to 2 and 12 to 1...YIKES!!! only good news...i picked up some sun and got to stop at a great craft shop....seriously you give me the name of ONE...all i need is one professional baseball player that is from suburban westchester and i might think that there is a possibility that driving 160 miles on a Sunday might be worth it...but really these kids are short, cute and nice...but short and not going to the pros...i know it is so nice to think they might...but really where is the motivation...they have fancy cars, nice homes, mostly go to private school...in fact most of them have iphones.....really the major leagues...i think not...but it is my pleasure to watch them play ball...i yell and scream encouragingly...i focus and actually keep track of pitch counts and know what 'protect the plate' and other silly saying means...but really 160 miles on a Sunday for a U12 ball game...i think not.

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why not say no

i'm not ready to drop the NO thing...the more people i talk to the more i realize folks just don't say NO and then just belly ache about the consequences....why suffer...know when to say NO...how can you be the best you if everything you are doing is out of quilt and insecurity...who is benefiting...while the people who have convinced you that it is in your best interest to say YES to them...you can't say NO to your kids...they are not your friends..they will benefit from learning boundaries and the art of NO you can't have this, do that, go there...but NO...you say YES...do, go, have...yikes it all leads to over indulged kids...who are nasty and spoiled and un- appreciative since you never say NO...your kids will love you even if you say NO and your friends will respect you if  you say NO...and frankly if they don't then as the old adage goes they are not really your friends...

The Freedom of NO

I just read a simple tweet ( @TheDaringWoman) that mentioned saying NO...so many people just refuse to say no...i take it as a personal affront...seriously who can't say no and why does it bother me so much that they wont. I don't like to have to say no...i feel like i am letting someone down...i figured why say NO just cram one more thing into my day...i'll try to say yes and rearrange my day to accommodate...but saying NO is just so much more rewarding and liberating...there is a thrill do accomplishing a great deal in your day...eight trips across 287...a trip to the Dr....blood test...food...and a dinner date...BUT...saying NO is great...i value my time...i give plenty and saying NO shows the respect i have for myself...i am self centered but not selfish...saying NO is much more about me than anything else...but why does it irk my when someone else says yes..."i will drive"..."i will chaperon"..."i will...i will...i will"...what are they thinking...no one can do it other than 'me'...'i' need to be involved involved in EVERYTHING...'i' have nothing better to do...get a life...say yes once in a while...but respect yourself and so NO...and if you say yes...please, please don't complain about everything you have to do...i am too self centered to be bothered by your self created troubles...but when you crash and burn i will be there to get you a cup of coffee and give you a break...xox. lbw

Reply All Sucks

Really you want me to play on your team but shouted out to the entire distribution list that i dropped out!! seriously where did you come from...Reply All is the most passive aggressive form of communication. First off on a practical note it crams up my email and i really don't care what most people have to say on why and why not this that or the other thing...do you really need to let everybody know that your kid was invited to sally or jonny's birthday party but has chosen a better offer...really like we care...to date i have simply found Reply All just annoying...last week however the Reply All was directed at me...I said i would join the a woman's sports team at my club...i made this decision back in the fall...a lifetime ago...before i knew what works and my high school and middle school kids would have for me on their spring agenda (subject for another post) and what would be going on with work...so now it comes down to it...commitment time, pick which matches you can play in...i give it a great deal of thought...including the fact that blackberry communication is strictly prohibited...i cant play if i can't blackberry...just a fact of my life...so i send a lovely note to the sender, and only the sender...thanking her for the efforts, saying that i have lots going on and simply to much to jungle to commit and that the commitment is making my anxious...blah, blah, blah...what i was expecting at a minimum was a polite 'thank you anyway' and on a good day i thought some acknowledgment of understanding (since the person on the other end of the email is enough older that i thought she might get where i am in my lift) Instead i became of victim of the Reply All...she sends a note to the entire distribution list telling everyone that i have dropped out and now they need some heroes to make up for my absence...Now frankly on a practical note they needed heroes before...and had i played i would have been one of the heroes...but now i am just  chopped liver and new heroes are needed...so why are the other folks on the distribution list not being taken to task they were not stepping up to fill the open spots...why not a replay all about each person...why me...well i am doing a Reply All to you mrs. sender...i don't like your reply all...it was mean and unnecessary...you hurt my feelings and as a leader myself i would never treat my potential members that way in front of other members...we don't want to be afraid of you we want to play with you and have you champion us...thanks for the Reply All and please keep me on your distribution list!!!

Picking Nursery School...OYYYYY

It started way back when...when i needed to pick a nursery school...yikes you would have thought my decision has something to do with anything....I was working full time...which was a crime to some. Although now i have decided that my stance is simply...thanks to the feminist movement woman have a right to choose...to stay home, to work outside the home or to figure out some other situation that works...so for me at that point...15 years ago i was working...full time, traveling, having fun working and watching my little crazy hair Einstein boy do funny baby tricks....and when my husband and I got board of this we were either having or going to fantastic dinner parties, the intimate way to meet and hang with other new suburbanites...yikes i am yawing just trying to recall all the fun we had at those parties... i actually by no twist of fate just simple ok that will be fine ism wound up living in the same sleepy, non-descript town i grew up in...but did not go to school in...yes i went to private school even though my parents were paying ridiculous taxes for what was and still is touted as one of the best school districts in the country...which i now do myself...yes taxes and tuition for both our boys...So back to nursery school...ooyyyyy the input i got which i never asked for...do they have lunch, is there an extended day, do they get homework...seriosuly homework...oh and you must get Fran and Flo and Mary or else little Einstein might not get the most out of his experience...what experience...all the kid wanted to do was get out of the house, away from the nanny and find a 2.5 year old girl to flirt with...now that is an experience...not to mention that my little nursery school also offered tot shabott...so every few Fridays i got to come to school, eat some challah and light the candles...nursery schools and day camps...they are all within 5 degrees of each other or would no longer exist...so experience or not i picked the one where i knew a couple of people, felt like i was someones mother and moved right along...

Seriously, get on board because the rules are for real

With a college and graduate degree replace by certificates moms find themselves in the suburbs trying to navigate a landscape more dangerous than the desert without water. You innocently put your kid in a stroller and find yourself trying to keep up with a vaporous unknown...The Suburban Rules...They are unwritten, held close by each new crop of transplants, vary slightly from town to town and deeply regarded...dare to break them and you will be up against the wrath of the alpha mom. The rules affect you, your family, your kids, your nanny and all the decisions you never thought you would need to make. These rules are not brand specific, it is a category issues...once established in suburbia woman are looking for boundaries and throw up the rules to make themselves feel better while keeping the newbies at bay and deciding who gets to play and who is on the bench and who frankly needs to go back to the minor league for some practice.

20 years in the same small suburban town and i have been on all sides of the rules. Slightly irreverent and never mean I am somewhat perversely fascinated with the machinations of what woman sitting at the coffee shop devise in an effort to promote themselves and their offspring. The rules are about social currency, the affect every decision you make, whether you know it or not and the faithful will use them as a guideline to scrutinize everything about you and your family.

No soap radio

...or in my case...no blackberry because when i was going through a pile of my watercolor paintings a bar of soap fell and landed on my storm LCD...i actually went to pick up the bar of soap first because it is from the Presents For Purpose inventory and i wanted to make sure it was okay...only to notice the deep spider like cracks weaving themselves through my touch screen...i have to say i put in a claim...quick and easy...and my new device is supposed to arrive by tuesday....

so happy that spring is in the air...i was really hoping to play some golf this weekend but given the fact that our course has been under water for about a month now i don't think really golf will happen 'til next week...oh and it is going to rain again. I have taken the past few weeks to really crank out the artwork...so happy that i am getting into my grove...i have even been turning down dinner plans to hang at home with my hubby and work on my projects. I am working on textures for backgrounds and trees...anyway back to the weekend...tennis, tennis, baseball...and next week both of my wonderful boys go back to school...ah i will really be able to work.

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LOVE THIS ONE

I just got my book tonight and LOVE IT!!! for all of you looking for a little extra inspiration and some great creative ideas this one is a winner...

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Passover Dinner in Scarsdale

with floods of water and cars the roads to scarsdale from the northern suburbs was a journey...our family like many others united in the bastion of the county to celebrate with our relatives this wonderful spring ritual. we... drink, we ate, we made fun of each other...no bad feelings...and only one person was confused about who the visitor really was....tomorrow night we head north to do it again with 20 more relatives. i will be bringing a potato dish along with the yummy matzah kugle...recipe below.

Great golf shoes

Check out these great golf shoes...my mom sent me the link and i am sharing it with you, i am totally getting a pair CALLAWAY NEWPORT LADIES SHOES

The best matzah side dish ever

If you celebrate Passover or not you are going to love this delicious dish http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Apple-Matzoh-Kugel-104862 I can almost eat it as a meal and it is even better as a left over...as some of the most delicious things are!!!

Saturday

Getting ready to work on a new art journal, but first i am going to pick up some dinner at Azteca and pop into Borders for a quick visit...you are thinking i am procrastinating...maybe, but i will enjoy every moment of it.