Apparently this video made the Facebook rounds a few years ago, but I'd never seen it and fell in love instantly. It's amazing to watch the hilarious physicality of all the puppets, and this girl's confidence when she throws back her hair and belts out those high notes really makes my heart sing. Just like her hair, I love it and I have to share...
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
GOOD HAIR DAY
One of my great pleasures over the last six months has been rediscovering Sesame Street, a show that absolutely captivates my 2 year old and gets me laughing out loud at least once an episode. Plus it's available to stream instantly on Netflix. Holla!
Apparently this video made the Facebook rounds a few years ago, but I'd never seen it and fell in love instantly. It's amazing to watch the hilarious physicality of all the puppets, and this girl's confidence when she throws back her hair and belts out those high notes really makes my heart sing. Just like her hair, I love it and I have to share...
Apparently this video made the Facebook rounds a few years ago, but I'd never seen it and fell in love instantly. It's amazing to watch the hilarious physicality of all the puppets, and this girl's confidence when she throws back her hair and belts out those high notes really makes my heart sing. Just like her hair, I love it and I have to share...
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
MORE SPINACH PLEASE
I'm traveling for work this week so I spent some time on Sunday getting a bit of food prepped for my little love bug to eat while I'm gone. Since we're still trying to follow the GAPS Diet in an effort to control her epilepsy, making sure we had the right foods stocked was an essential before leaving town. One of the super rad residents of the AYAVA House made this spinach dish at a community dinner this spring and I watched in wonder as my child ate almost an entire plate of spinach right in front of my eyes. Since then it's been a staple at our house, and a few weeks ago I made it as a side dish for a brunch and it went over really well. A dear friend requested the recipe, so I'm listing the original (with a few tiny adjustments) and our GAPS modifications for any and all who may be interested. It's a delicious way to get your greens, though I realize the pound of cheese involved may be daunting for super healthy types. In true optimist fashion (notice I'm leaving out the skinny here), I'm choosing to ignore the calories and embrace the calcium. Life is short. Live well!
Directions
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| oh how i love spinach SPINACH SQUARES Ingredients
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| eating spinach and cannot contain my delight |
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
- Place butter or margarine in a 9x13 inch baking dish and melt butter in oven. Remove when melted.
- In large mixing bowl, beat eggs well. Mix in flour, milk and baking powder. When the dough is well combined, mix in cheese, spinach, and onion. Add melted butter. Spoon mixture into the greased baking dish.
- Bake for 35 minutes or until lightly browned.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
RISE TO THE SUN
Do you ever have one of those weeks where you could swear enough work, sweat, and tears have been crammed into a few days to last you the whole week? When Tuesday feels like it should really be Friday, and your weekend plans should be up next on your agenda, rather than a big, fat Wednesday staring you down? It's one of those weeks around here, and I can't figure out if I want to wallow in everything that isn't working out or hurry up and wish tomorrow were here so we could just get this freaking show on the road.
Since this whole blog is an experiment in optimism (hence the name), and seeing as how I really do think there's something to looking on the bright side of life, I'm taking the opportunity to share one of my bright spots over the past few months. The Alabama Shakes were THE band to watch this year at SXSW, which kind of made me suspicious at first even though deep down I swelled with pride at these four amazing musicians from north Alabama (dreamy, nostalgic sigh) who have sent the indie rock world into a frenzy. I had my hands full at the time, and didn't get around to checking out their spring release until this summer. And it f------ rocks.
The lead singer Brittany is definitely hero material. She seems so chill and down to earth and blessedly her self, despite her new status as rock goddess. Seriously, here is a hilarious comment that one of their fans left on You Tube about the "official video" for Hold On, a signature song off their recent album:
this band is tough mudder TOUGH!!!! Let the Southern Rock
Gods bless you with all their might!!!! praise the lord
Thank you, texasgod915. At any rate, while drinking a beer and debating the essence of life tonight, I wanted to share these guys jamming at Seattle's fabulous KEXP. It's absolutely one of my favorite songs and I hope you enjoy. May the sun rise on you tomorrow, and may the day warm you anew.
Since this whole blog is an experiment in optimism (hence the name), and seeing as how I really do think there's something to looking on the bright side of life, I'm taking the opportunity to share one of my bright spots over the past few months. The Alabama Shakes were THE band to watch this year at SXSW, which kind of made me suspicious at first even though deep down I swelled with pride at these four amazing musicians from north Alabama (dreamy, nostalgic sigh) who have sent the indie rock world into a frenzy. I had my hands full at the time, and didn't get around to checking out their spring release until this summer. And it f------ rocks.
The lead singer Brittany is definitely hero material. She seems so chill and down to earth and blessedly her self, despite her new status as rock goddess. Seriously, here is a hilarious comment that one of their fans left on You Tube about the "official video" for Hold On, a signature song off their recent album:
this band is tough mudder TOUGH!!!! Let the Southern Rock
Gods bless you with all their might!!!! praise the lord
Thank you, texasgod915. At any rate, while drinking a beer and debating the essence of life tonight, I wanted to share these guys jamming at Seattle's fabulous KEXP. It's absolutely one of my favorite songs and I hope you enjoy. May the sun rise on you tomorrow, and may the day warm you anew.
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
MAY I RECOMMEND-
If you're looking for a little fun this week and don't know what to do, or can't find a babysitter, may I humbly recommend-
Sitting on your sofa while sipping wine and watching Olympic athletes kick ass.
Seriously, I haven't had this much fun in a while. At least not on a consistent basis. I'm supposed to be training for this triathlon but instead I've spent multiple nights drinking with my husband on the couch, watching people who are incredibly fit work hard to achieve THEIR life goals. Ah, the irony.
At any rate, who knew the Olympics could be so entertaining? I don't think I watched a single event in 2008, so my excitement this year really caught me off guard. Maybe it's becoming a mom, or becoming the mom of a kid with specific challenges, but some nights I can't keep back the tears with all of NBC's emotional side stories. It's like one big inspiration-fest.
And then there's the humor of it all. Here's a short list of the highlights we've witnessed in our haphazard, flip the T.V. on whenever we have time kind of way:
-Ryan Seacrest as an Olympic commentator. WTF? This is the man who produces the Kardashian's show. And that makes him credentialed how? The circus of media broadcast is
entertainment in and of itself.
-Danell Leyva's bronze medal. He came back from a seemingly impossible situation to win the bronze, and it was fun to watch. But even more fun was watching Danell Leyva with his Towlie. What's a Towlie, you might ask? Well, here's the original:
Towelie was this random character from Southpark that I know about primarily through my husband, who is a huge fan of the show. And I have to hand it to them, as offensive as Southpark can be (and they can be offensive on an epic scale) they are still, often, funny as hell. Towelie was this sort of imaginary friend character who popped up spontaneously and then developed a crack addiction at some point (random, but this is all I can really remember) then remained an occasional sidekick to the Southpark kids after they helped him "get clean" as it were (ironic for a Towel, right?).
So Danell Leyva has his own Towelie. And this lucky towel has literally developed a life of it's own. The towel has it's own Twitter account, for Lawd's sake. Watch the Olympics, people. It rarely gets better than this.
Sitting on your sofa while sipping wine and watching Olympic athletes kick ass.
Seriously, I haven't had this much fun in a while. At least not on a consistent basis. I'm supposed to be training for this triathlon but instead I've spent multiple nights drinking with my husband on the couch, watching people who are incredibly fit work hard to achieve THEIR life goals. Ah, the irony.
At any rate, who knew the Olympics could be so entertaining? I don't think I watched a single event in 2008, so my excitement this year really caught me off guard. Maybe it's becoming a mom, or becoming the mom of a kid with specific challenges, but some nights I can't keep back the tears with all of NBC's emotional side stories. It's like one big inspiration-fest.
And then there's the humor of it all. Here's a short list of the highlights we've witnessed in our haphazard, flip the T.V. on whenever we have time kind of way:
-Ryan Seacrest as an Olympic commentator. WTF? This is the man who produces the Kardashian's show. And that makes him credentialed how? The circus of media broadcast is
-Danell Leyva's bronze medal. He came back from a seemingly impossible situation to win the bronze, and it was fun to watch. But even more fun was watching Danell Leyva with his Towlie. What's a Towlie, you might ask? Well, here's the original:
Towelie was this random character from Southpark that I know about primarily through my husband, who is a huge fan of the show. And I have to hand it to them, as offensive as Southpark can be (and they can be offensive on an epic scale) they are still, often, funny as hell. Towelie was this sort of imaginary friend character who popped up spontaneously and then developed a crack addiction at some point (random, but this is all I can really remember) then remained an occasional sidekick to the Southpark kids after they helped him "get clean" as it were (ironic for a Towel, right?).
So Danell Leyva has his own Towelie. And this lucky towel has literally developed a life of it's own. The towel has it's own Twitter account, for Lawd's sake. Watch the Olympics, people. It rarely gets better than this.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
ALPINE AND THE MARF(TX)
In late spring I had the pleasure of sharing a weekend road trip with my favorite (now retired) high school librarian. She's a wonderful lady and a brave soul, and a many years ago she willingly chaperoned myself and eleven other high school girls on a graduation trip to the magical Cibolo Creek Ranch.
Anyway, my dear friend Ann (the librarian chaperone) remains one of my closest friends to this day, and after kicking cancer's butt last year, she decided it was time for a walk down memory lane. Or rather, memory ranch road. So we headed out to West Texas to see how the topography has changed. The land, it turned out, looked much the same. Dry, arid, expansive and beautiful in its own right. The towns have evolved, however, and I wanted to share a few highlights. Here is a loose look at our itinerary, and a few of our favorite stops along the way:
FRIDAY MORNING- Early departure
It was amazing to watch the day take shape as we cruised down Highway 290 through the Texas Hill Country. Almost as amazing as the cinnamon roll we had at Mahaley's Cafe in Fredericksburg. Seriously, I've thought about this cinnamon roll a LOT since this trip. I would be willing to venture that it is worth the one and a half hour drive to Fredericksburg from Austin. Fredericksburg is getting cuter, hipper, and more interesting every year. I hope to spend a whole weekend there sometime soon. And of course, eat many cinnamon rolls.
FRIDAY AFTERNOON- Arrive Alpine
Alpine, TX is an amazing little find. It's neighbor, Marfa, has gotten a lot more attention lately (more on Marfa in a minute) but I have to say that I think I may just be an Alpine girl. We stayed at The Maverick Inn which had great rooms, a killer Western decor, and a very friendly staff. Their tag line is "A Roadhouse for Wanderers" which felt really spot on.
After settling in, we hit the galleries and shops downtown. One of my favorites was Ivey's Emporium. The lady behind the counter put a plate of candy together for us to sample which was delicious and so hospitable. There are tons of things to look at in this store, so you kind of have to get psyched up, but I managed to get out with only one small retablo of St. Gabriel. In the adjacent store next door, I loved these wool blankets from Pendleton Woolen Mills. The whole store definitely inspired me to get my western groove on. Once the cocktail hour set in, we headed to the funky Saddle Club for drinks. They served up a delicious margarita, among other things. By 7 pm or so, the bar had gotten extremely full but the local crowd seemed super laid back and in a great mood. I could definitely pass a few lazy nights here and be just fine with it.
After dinner at the very local La Casita, we headed back to The Maverick to get rested for the next day.
SATURDAY- More Alpine and Marfa, too
We started the day off with an UH-mazing yoga class at The Granada Yoga Studio located in the beautifully renovated building that also houses the lovely Granada Theatre. The yoga was classic Iyengar, and the teacher (Jesse Moore Kelsch) was excellent. I came in nursing an ankle injury, and Jesse suggested I stretch it in this particular way with a yoga strap, conceding that it would feel either awesome or awful and cautioning me to proceed with care. It felt sort of awful at first, then very awesome, and I didn't have any problems with the ankle for the rest of the day. Yay yoga!
After a calm start, it was off to the races. We headed west for a 30 minute drive to Marfa in order to hit up the abbreviated morning tour of Donald Judd's landmark sculptures at The Chinati Foundation. I really loved Donald Judd's 100 Works in Mill Aluminum, and did find the way the work interacted with the landscape pretty breathtaking. It struck me as especially ironic to look out of the building that houses the work and see an 18-wheeler hauling a double wide down the long street lined with trees that Judd planted himself to be in dialogue with his work. Hmmmmm. I wonder what that double wide would say to his 100 aluminum boxes? The thought made me smile, which, to be frank, modern art rarely does.
At any rate, after finishing the walking tour at Chinati we found ourselves parched and famished, so we refreshed with an amazing burger and a beer at Padre's which totally hit the spot. Otherwise, we had a great time poking around town and actually really loved the Presidio County Museum as well as the sweet octogenarian local who served as docent that day. We briefly checked out both El Cosmico and the Hotel Paisano, both of which were impressive in their own right (El Cosmico a bit more rustic than I expected, and the Paisano a bit fancier). Both very cool, though in Marfa, what else is to be expected?
We spent the afternoon visiting our old stomping grounds at Cibolo Creek Ranch and wondering how in the hell we managed to get out there at all. It's literally about a 30 minute drive to the ranch road outside of Marfa (which, btw, feels kind of like the end of Earth anyway). Once you turn on the ranch road, it's easily another 20 to 30 minutes down a gravel drive until you actually reach the ranch. Bless our little librarian's heart, she did all this with 12 eighteen year old girls in her stead, years before the widespread advent of cell phones and internet (yes, I'm that old). The woman is a complete bad ass.
Cibolo Creek was as dreamy as it was remote, and it was wonderful to walk down that particular stretch of memory lane together.
After re-living the glory days, we furtively sought out a Dairy Queen (they are everywhere in rural Texas until you really NEED one) then headed back to Alpine to do some last minute shopping before changing clothes for dinner. I had a blast checking out the lovely wares at La Junta Exchange downtown. I went home with a pretty amazing skirt and a bright green belt for a great price. I will definitely be back. The icing on our cake was dinner at the famous Texas steak house Reata. We chowed down on steak, these incredible house-made pecan biscuits with herbed butter, and Tenderloin Tamales with Pecan Mash. There were also some Jalapeno Cheese Grits in the mix, and we washed it all down with a House Margarita. Not exactly calorie conscious, but really freaking good.
It was an amazing trip, and I would love to do it again soon. I'm not sure what the chances are, but it would be pretty priceless to have all twelve girls back in the saddle again, once more under the tutelage of our faithful librarian. Some experiences are better left in the past, but I definitely think this one holds many happy trails still uncharted.
Anyway, my dear friend Ann (the librarian chaperone) remains one of my closest friends to this day, and after kicking cancer's butt last year, she decided it was time for a walk down memory lane. Or rather, memory ranch road. So we headed out to West Texas to see how the topography has changed. The land, it turned out, looked much the same. Dry, arid, expansive and beautiful in its own right. The towns have evolved, however, and I wanted to share a few highlights. Here is a loose look at our itinerary, and a few of our favorite stops along the way:
FRIDAY MORNING- Early departure
It was amazing to watch the day take shape as we cruised down Highway 290 through the Texas Hill Country. Almost as amazing as the cinnamon roll we had at Mahaley's Cafe in Fredericksburg. Seriously, I've thought about this cinnamon roll a LOT since this trip. I would be willing to venture that it is worth the one and a half hour drive to Fredericksburg from Austin. Fredericksburg is getting cuter, hipper, and more interesting every year. I hope to spend a whole weekend there sometime soon. And of course, eat many cinnamon rolls.
FRIDAY AFTERNOON- Arrive Alpine
Alpine, TX is an amazing little find. It's neighbor, Marfa, has gotten a lot more attention lately (more on Marfa in a minute) but I have to say that I think I may just be an Alpine girl. We stayed at The Maverick Inn which had great rooms, a killer Western decor, and a very friendly staff. Their tag line is "A Roadhouse for Wanderers" which felt really spot on.
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| The Maverick Inn |
After settling in, we hit the galleries and shops downtown. One of my favorites was Ivey's Emporium. The lady behind the counter put a plate of candy together for us to sample which was delicious and so hospitable. There are tons of things to look at in this store, so you kind of have to get psyched up, but I managed to get out with only one small retablo of St. Gabriel. In the adjacent store next door, I loved these wool blankets from Pendleton Woolen Mills. The whole store definitely inspired me to get my western groove on. Once the cocktail hour set in, we headed to the funky Saddle Club for drinks. They served up a delicious margarita, among other things. By 7 pm or so, the bar had gotten extremely full but the local crowd seemed super laid back and in a great mood. I could definitely pass a few lazy nights here and be just fine with it.  |
| The Saddle Club |
SATURDAY- More Alpine and Marfa, too
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| The Granada Yoga Studio |
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| Judd's 100 Works in Mill Aluminum at The Chinati Foundation |
We spent the afternoon visiting our old stomping grounds at Cibolo Creek Ranch and wondering how in the hell we managed to get out there at all. It's literally about a 30 minute drive to the ranch road outside of Marfa (which, btw, feels kind of like the end of Earth anyway). Once you turn on the ranch road, it's easily another 20 to 30 minutes down a gravel drive until you actually reach the ranch. Bless our little librarian's heart, she did all this with 12 eighteen year old girls in her stead, years before the widespread advent of cell phones and internet (yes, I'm that old). The woman is a complete bad ass.
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| A view of the historic fort at Cibolo Creek Ranch |
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| A view of the ranch and surrounding terrain |
It was an amazing trip, and I would love to do it again soon. I'm not sure what the chances are, but it would be pretty priceless to have all twelve girls back in the saddle again, once more under the tutelage of our faithful librarian. Some experiences are better left in the past, but I definitely think this one holds many happy trails still uncharted.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
AFTERNOON DELIGHT
No, not the naughty kind. If you haven't seen the Glee episode in which the OCD teacher Emma Pillsbury leads members of the Celibacy Club in a rendition of this 1976 classic unaware of it's "sexually suggestive wordplay" (thank you, Wikipedia), you should definitely make the effort. I've been late on the Glee craze, and am seasons behind, but that was a particularly classic episode.
So, perhaps less exciting, yet none the less VERY satisfying, is my recent summer salad obsession:
I've been trying to find ways to take advantage of the wonderful peaches that are in season, and this has been my go-to lunch recently. We are still exploring and trying lots of new foods on the GAPS diet which we've implemented to help in the treatment of my daughter's epilepsy, and through this experience I've re-discovered my love for blue cheese. We've been using a brand called "Pacific Blue" from California which is cave aged and available for a bargain at Costco. Blue cheese is technically a raw food, and contains lots of nutritional properties (B-12, B-5, Zinc, Calcium, Phosphorus, Vitamin A) and the mold which makes it blue (Penicillium roqueforti) actually helps to fight harmful bacteria in the body. And, it's freaking delicious. Toss a little oil and balsamic vinegar on those greens, peaches, and blue cheese, and I'm definitely a satisfied lady.
Southern Living really delivered a few months ago on some amazing and inspiring recipes for enjoying the peach harvest. Here's a link to some of their scrumptious looking ideas:
Summer Peach Recipes
And for those of you for whom peaches just aren't enough, a little treat from Will Ferrell playing anchorman Ron Burgundy, with his own version of Afternoon Delight. I love that he prefaces the song by explaining to his buds that this song is really "what love is..It's really quite simple. It's kinda like...":
So, perhaps less exciting, yet none the less VERY satisfying, is my recent summer salad obsession:
I've been trying to find ways to take advantage of the wonderful peaches that are in season, and this has been my go-to lunch recently. We are still exploring and trying lots of new foods on the GAPS diet which we've implemented to help in the treatment of my daughter's epilepsy, and through this experience I've re-discovered my love for blue cheese. We've been using a brand called "Pacific Blue" from California which is cave aged and available for a bargain at Costco. Blue cheese is technically a raw food, and contains lots of nutritional properties (B-12, B-5, Zinc, Calcium, Phosphorus, Vitamin A) and the mold which makes it blue (Penicillium roqueforti) actually helps to fight harmful bacteria in the body. And, it's freaking delicious. Toss a little oil and balsamic vinegar on those greens, peaches, and blue cheese, and I'm definitely a satisfied lady.
Southern Living really delivered a few months ago on some amazing and inspiring recipes for enjoying the peach harvest. Here's a link to some of their scrumptious looking ideas:
Summer Peach Recipes
And for those of you for whom peaches just aren't enough, a little treat from Will Ferrell playing anchorman Ron Burgundy, with his own version of Afternoon Delight. I love that he prefaces the song by explaining to his buds that this song is really "what love is..It's really quite simple. It's kinda like...":
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
BETTER BABY BOOK?
I wanted to offer a few quick thoughts and post to a link that I'm sharing with many of my close female friends. Sometime this spring I read an article in Vogue magazine that peaked my interest, and I researched it more to find a link to the site of a California couple (she is an MD, he is a Nutritionist among other things) who have developed what they consider an ideal diet for conceiving, gestating, and nurturing a baby. The article resonated with me, as we've been following the incredible GAPS diet to help control my child's epilepsy with great success. Seriously, I am in love with this diet and wish I could send Dr. Natasha Campbell-McBride, the incredibly smart and articulate woman who developed the protocol, a giant hug via Cyberspace.
When I came across the article in Vogue it referred to many of the major ideas behind the GAPS diet. I'm sharing it because I think it's wonderful advice, and nutritionally sound. But I have to say, I find the book and blog title a little disconcerting, and so I offer the link with these thoughts and questions in mind: Yes, I think nutrition is key and can enhance fertility and the health of babies. That is awesome. No, nutrition can not prevent everything, and as the mother of a child with a disability, I'm sort of offended by the obsession with building "better" babies. Perhaps I'm overly sensitive, because I'm all about healthy kids, but does this mean that babies with out Downs Syndrome are "better" than babies with Downs Syndrome because of their most excellent, optimal health and genetic expression? Does this indicate that parents of children with Cerebral Palsy, congenital abnormalities, or autism have done something to create their child's condition? And what does this say about our society in general? I'm sure that's not what this couple intends to communicate, but there is something about the title that kind of chaps my Southern ass. If it didn't seem like they were right on the money in terms of nurturing a pre-pregnant, pregnant and post-pregnant body, I would be completely and totally annoyed.
At any rate, here's to sound nutrition and healthy mothers and children everywhere. Besides, every mother knows her baby is the best after all!
Without further adieu, the link:
http://www.betterbabybook.com/diet/
When I came across the article in Vogue it referred to many of the major ideas behind the GAPS diet. I'm sharing it because I think it's wonderful advice, and nutritionally sound. But I have to say, I find the book and blog title a little disconcerting, and so I offer the link with these thoughts and questions in mind: Yes, I think nutrition is key and can enhance fertility and the health of babies. That is awesome. No, nutrition can not prevent everything, and as the mother of a child with a disability, I'm sort of offended by the obsession with building "better" babies. Perhaps I'm overly sensitive, because I'm all about healthy kids, but does this mean that babies with out Downs Syndrome are "better" than babies with Downs Syndrome because of their most excellent, optimal health and genetic expression? Does this indicate that parents of children with Cerebral Palsy, congenital abnormalities, or autism have done something to create their child's condition? And what does this say about our society in general? I'm sure that's not what this couple intends to communicate, but there is something about the title that kind of chaps my Southern ass. If it didn't seem like they were right on the money in terms of nurturing a pre-pregnant, pregnant and post-pregnant body, I would be completely and totally annoyed.
At any rate, here's to sound nutrition and healthy mothers and children everywhere. Besides, every mother knows her baby is the best after all!
Without further adieu, the link:
http://www.betterbabybook.com/diet/
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