Face It

June 30, 2009

There are just never enough hours in the day, are you with me? Of course you are!! Anyway…

product-4307-largeLet’s talk face wash. And guys, before you tune out, this product is decidedly asexual, or bisexual, or metrosexual, so maybe you can upgrade from the whatever is in the soapdish you’ve been using.

I look for a few things in a face wash. I want it natural, because I use it every morning. I want it to remove the dirt, so my countenance feels fresh and ready to face the day. But it can’t be too harsh, because then my face feels too dry and taut. And I like a pleasing but unintrusive smell — something that wakes me up but doesn’t make me gag. (That might seem like the bar is low, but you would be surprised how many bath products smell like some cheap bordello’s ladies room. Maybe that used to be the vibe I was going for, but not anymore! ha ha)

Well, color me surprised when I uncovered a bottle of Korres White Tea Cleanser in my bathroom. I had forgotten buying it and I am so glad I found it. It leaves my skin just the right amount of fresh, it’s all natural, and the tea scent is perfect for an AM shower. I even like the bottle — sleek and modern, and plastic, which is key for using in the bath. I don’t get the glass bottle thing — it’s so dangerous if it accidentally slips and falls, which soap tends to do.

I’ve talked about Korres before — it’s a great natural line from Greece. There’s a store in SoHo (110 Wooster) and Brooklen (140 Montague), or check it out online here. According to the site, “white tea extract’s high content in polyphenols, a group of compounds that demonstrate strong antioxidant action and improve skin microcirculation, provides anti-aging benefits while helping skin maintain its brightness.” I didn’t know that — now I like it even more! ($21 for 6.76 ounces)

Bye Bye Bottle

We are now bottle free in this house! It’s kind of sad but refreshing, nonetheless. And I want to pass on this tip. When Austin was small, I thought I should start to get him off the bottle around one years old, which is what the books tend to say. Austin’s pediatrician at the time said we might want to wait, that she had found that they gave it up much easier closer to two. So I waited, and he transitioned just fine. Because of insurance issues (hate!), we switched pediatricians right before I had Addison. This doctor was really pushing me to get Addison off the bottle around one. I tried around 18 months, but she was having none of it, and wouldn’t drink her milk in anything but her Born Free bottle. And this is a kid who asks for milk all day long.

Well, she is about to turn 2, so this weekend I decided to make the switch. I was going to gradually do it, but she took to it no sweat. Didn’t even ask me where the bottle was when I handed her the sippy cup. So my advice would be to wait until closer to two if you’re having problems transitioning off the bottle. It seems to work!

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Long weekends are fabulous, but I feel like everyone just tries to pack everything in to the few days that are left. I can’t wait for Thursday at 1pm! (We have a half day Thursday.)

I hope your Monday wasn’t too painful — we had a few days straight of nice weather here, so that helps.

Be good!

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Insert your own joke here, but when the weather gets hot and the air gets sticky, nothing feels better than to put the kids to bed, get whatever odds and ends I need to check off my list done, and then, before I slip into my pajamas, I jump into a cool shower (ice cold is too jarring) and rinse away the stress. I find that it not only physically cools me down, but it also cleans off dirty feet that have been walking around in sandals all day and puts a nice delineation between my day and the delicious slumber that is to come. Try it tonight!

Eat Your Age

kidrestoweek2009It was Kids Restaurant Week here in NYC this past week. I had heard about it but we didn’t partake. But then Randall called to see if we wanted to meet up tonight and the kids all wanted to hang out so we said sure. So our party of nine hit BLT Fish Shack, a tasty fish restaurant on 17th Street. (Regular readers may remember that Ken and I went here once and they charged us for coffee refills so we vowed never to go back again.) Well never say never, as they say. The deal was a three course meal, adults pay $29 and kids pay their age. Yes, their age. So for $1, Addison had macaroni and cheese with rock shrimp, corn on the cob, cole slaw and fried clams (the bellies, not the cheap strips!), a lemonade and a cupcake and scoop of ice cream for dessert. Austin broke the bank at $5 for the same meal. We big kids had corn chowder with crab meat, tilapia with roasted vegetables, a beer and a cherries jubilee sundae for dessert. The kids loved it! It really was an incredible deal. If they ever have it again, definitely take advantage of it. All kinds of restaurants offered different three course menus. You just have to be seated between 5pm and 7pm. I think Chicago had it as well — hopefully it will spread to other cities. And now I think we will go back to BLT Fish on a regular night — Sundays and Mondays they offer a clambake ($60 for 2 people) and Wednesdays they have all you can eat mussels for $20. Sounds good to me! (21 West 17th Street, between 5th and 6th Avenues)

Weekend Roundup

I cannot get “Man in the Mirror” out of my head! I feel like every store and every car was playing some era of Michael Jackson music. And he apparently had 41 of the top 100 songs on iTunes! Crazy…I saw an interview where they were saying that there probably wouldn’t be another star like him because he combined singing, dancing, and all-around performing with songwriting, which is very rare. And it’s true — he doesn’t get a lot of credit for writing, and those songs he wrote or co-wrote are definite classics. You really just think of him moonwalking or grabbing his crotch.

Anyway…we loved the Trustees Dining Room at the Metropolitan. We had the four course Hudson tasting menu, so everything on it was locally farmed. Delicious! Plus you get to leave when the museum is closed so you feel special being the only ones walking through the Egyptian section.

We had a lot of fun hanging with the kids. It was a nice weekend, which we needed after the week of rain, rain, rain. Now it’s back to work…have a good one!

RIP Man in the Mirror

June 26, 2009

This is how I will remember him.

This is how I will remember him.

Oh Michael Jackson. I have only a few things to say, because I don’t want to step on the tragedy of it.

1. He was so talented, yet so freaky these last several years. I was always hopeful he would get it together and give us one more great album. And they were great. Off the Wall, Thriller and even Bad each have some essential classics on there, not to mention his work with his brothers in the Jackson Five.

2. I feel so sorry for his children.

3. South Carolina Governor Mark Sanford is one lucky bastard. I bet he’s listening to “Beat It” right now.

Single of the Week

I feel like the single this week should be something King of Pop related, but Ken filed his post way before the heart attack.

70s party rock is a like a groin pull – it feels like it takes forever to go away, and comes back intermittently for the rest of your life. Today’s flare up comes courtesy of Free Energy, and their song “Dream City” has all of the power chords, clapping and horns that make it as cruising-friendly as anything from the past 35 years.

Click here to hear it.

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It’s kind of a weird day, no? Started with the news that Farrah had passed, and then the shocker of MJJ. Plus it’s George Michael’s birthday! Strange. Even if they’re celebrities and really have no connection to your life, death is always a sobering event.

I’m so glad the weekend is almost here! This is our only weekend we’ll be here at home in the city, so we plan on hanging out. Ken and I are having dinner one night in the Trustees’ Dining Room at the Metropolitan. We didn’t even know it existed until we recently joined the museum, so we’re curious how fancy it is. A date night, lots of family time, some friends — sounds like a winner to me! Hope you all have some fun things planned…

Veggie Tales

June 25, 2009

csabox_120x120Everywhere you read, the experts agree: eat more vegetables. The more colors you can eat daily, the better. One way I’ve found to bring an amazing variety of fresh, organic vegetables into our routine is by joining a CSA. What’s a CSA? It stands for Community Supported Agriculture, and there’s probably one near you. These groups essentially allow you to support a farm, and reap the fruits of the farmer’s labor. You pay a price up front, and you share in the bounty of the harvest. In the cities, they usually pick the food, load it onto a truck and deliver it to a central distribution place once every week.

We joined the West Village CSA for the first time this year, and we love it.  The season runs from early June to Thanksgiving, and the food is in season and freshly picked, meaning it tastes better than what you buy in the market. So far we’ve gotten things like spinach, kale, swiss chard, bok choy, sage, oregano, chives, red leaf lettuce, butter lettuce, arugula, radishes, summer squash and napa cabbage. We’ve gotten some items I had never cooked before, like garlic scapes, escarole and mizuna. It has forced me to seek out new recipes and think about how I can incorporate these items into the week’s menus. (Last night I made a delicious Chinese Chicken Salad with the napa cabbage; tonight was escarole and white bean soup.) We somehow feel healthier and I feel proud that it has expanded my culinary horizons.

So how can you get in on the action? First, find a CSA near you. This site can help you: localharvest.org. Don’t get turned off if there is a waitlist. I thought about joining this year in February, but the West Village CSA was full. I put my name on the waitlist, and at the end of May I got a call telling me there was a spot open if I wanted it.

A few things to remember:

— It’s a lot of vegetables, so if you’re single or a smaller family, you may want to find someone to split the share with. And it’s there every week even if you’re not, so you’ll need to get someone to pick up your share on the weeks you’re away.

— Most CSAs require members to work a certain amount of hours for the season. (For ours it’s six.) This usually means helping with the distribution.

— As Austin would say, you get what you get and you don’t get upset. There’s no choosing. Ours does have a swap table where people trade items, or you can gift things you won’t use to grateful friends and family.

— Most CSAs offer fruit shares as well. These usually start later in the summer. I didn’t sign up this year because I wanted to try it out with the vegetables and see how we liked it. But I think I will add the fruit share next year. Ours offers a coffee share as well.

I did the math and it comes out to about $19 a week. If I had to buy what I get at Whole Foods, it would definitely be over $30, so it’s definitely cost effective. If you aspire to buy locally, if you want to support small farmers, and if you’ve committed to eating more veggies, a CSA is for you!

Good Day Governor!

This South Carolina governor story gets stranger and stranger. And something tells me that there are weirder things to come. When he was standing at the press conference and he just kept going on and on, I was like, “Get the hook and save him from himself!” I really have to shake my head when these sanctimonious, holier-than-thou politicians (and there have been a lot of them) do something stupid to reveal how mortal they are. People in glass houses…

Gallic Treats

Last week Ken and I tried Bar Breton, a casual French restaurant in the Flatiron. It was good and the waitstaff was very friendly, particularly the bus boy who was by far the best bus boy ever. (I know that’s a weird thing to say but the guy was so on it and persistent in making sure we had a nice meal. We both commented on his efforts.) A highlight of the menu is the galettes, which are essentially buckwheat crepes filled with all kinds of delicious things. We had one filled with crabmeat as an appetizer. Ken had mussels and I had salmon and there was a hot fudge sundae for dessert. Very satisfying! (254 Fifth Avenue between 28th and 29th Streets)

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My parents were here today taking care of the kids because our nanny needed the day off. They took the kids to the Shake Shack for lunch and they had a milkshake, and then they both had birthday parties this afternoon so they had cake, ice cream and assorted other treats. They are definitely not used to all the sugar and I think they were wired tonight! We finally got them to sleep.

The streak continues with the rain. What I find most annoying is the weather turns so quickly. You think it’s going to be nice and then — bam! — the rain starts falling. Or it seemed really hot and humid and now I am sitting by an open window and it feels chilly. This is what makes everyone sick.

Wouldn’t it be awesome if all significant others knew how to give amazing foot massages on command?

Hello, Muffin!

June 24, 2009

I like these muffins because the whole wheat flour and yogurt makes them semi-healthy, and they’re tasty! I find them easy to whip up on a Saturday morning, and then everyone sits down to fresh muffins. Who doesn’t like that? Just make them before Mother Nature remembers it’s summer and it’s too hot to use the oven.

Strawberry Muffins

Ingredients:

1 cup all-purpose flour
1 cup whole wheat flour
½ cup sugar
1 ½ teaspoons baking soda
2 eggs
1 cup yogurt
¼ cup butter, melted
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 cup chopped strawberries, fresh or frozen

Preheat oven to 375.
In a bowl, mix together flour, sugar and baking soda.
In another bowl, mix eggs, yogurt, butter and vanilla.
Toss strawberries into the flour mixture.
Then pour yogurt mixture into flour mixture and stir.
Spoon batter into greased muffin tin.
Bake for 20-25 minutes, or until tops are golden brown.
Yields: 12 muffins

Crispier Greens

You know when you buy a head of lettuce (or other greens) and you get it home and you’re not quite sure how to store it? Here’s a tip: wash it, dry it and put it into a ziploc bag. Then, because there’s probably still water in there even after you dry it, put a dry paper towel inside the plastic bag to soak up any extra wetness. Then store the whole thing in the fridge. When you need to make a salad, you have easy access to fresh, clean greens, and the paper towel really does help to keep them crisper, longer. This really works for all kinds of leafy greens.

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Jon and Kate…Ed McMahon…Iran — it’s really a sad day, huh? In all seriousness, I’ve never seen the Jon and Kate Plus Hate show, but of course I’ve seen the sad story plastered all over the tabloids. It’s situations like these that make me not want to watch these shows. Instead of entertaining, I find them pathetic. Essentially they’re getting paid $40K per episode to have their marriage fall apart. I really do feel for the kids. Maybe they should not be on television until they can make the decision for themselves if they want to live with cameras on them 24/7.

Last night I was falling asleep while writing my post, and tonight I am not much better. Austin decided to start screaming at 4am this morning that he couldn’t find Patrick (as in stuffed animal, as in Spongebob’s friend). He woke all of us, and then Addison wouldn’t fall back asleep. So I was up from 4 to 6:15, until she fell back asleep. I too fell back asleep but Ken woke me up at 6:54 because I had to get myself down to Tribeca for a 7:30am pilates session. When I got home I had to lecture Austin about not waking everyone up if he couldn’t find his stuffed animal. “I know, daddy already told me,” he said in that fresh, “whatever” tone that he is too young to have perfected. Please, please have let it penetrate!

Because I’d really like to get 7 hours tonight. I think I will feel like a new person!

A girl can dream…

Fear Factor

June 23, 2009

I just had some Baked Doritos and my fingers are still orange.  Those things cannot be good for your stomach. I don’t want to think about it…

Today’s post is all about fear. Not necessarily of Doritos or orange-stained digits, but of anything, really.

Maybe it’s because I’m getting older, but over the last year I’ve made a conscious effort to conquer my fears. Things that I wouldn’t do for whatever reason or was scared to do? I’m doing them. And you should be, too.

Like what you ask? Well, I have two recent examples. The first involves cooking. Whenever a recipe called for the use of a food processor, I automatically discarded it. I just had a mental block with the appliance. I had never really used one, I was scared I would do something wrong, and I didn’t feel like cleaning it up. It all just seemed too difficult. I had gotten a beautiful Cuisinart at my bridal shower, and I gave it away because Ken was so on my case about space and the fact that I never used the thing. But then a few months ago my blender blew up, and the only non-Kitchen-Aid option at the store was a blender/food processor combo. And then there was a pretzel chicken recipe (which I featured here) that I really wanted to make. So I took a deep breath, pulled out the processor and made the chicken. Delicious! And I realized how simple it is to use the appliance, so it has opened up a world of possibilities. In fact this week I am set to make pesto. Fear conquered!

Welcome to the Vortex

Welcome to the Vortex

Then, we were at Hersheypark last week, and they have these huge water slides in the water park. Typically I just go in the beach section where they have small pools and water slides for the kids, since we can’t exactly leave them alone. But my sister went on one of the adult water slides and came back to tell Ken and me that we had to go on it, it was so fun. Even though I loved roller coasters as a kid, I’m not so into the big drops anymore, plus the water factor would have definitely led me two years ago to say no thanks. But I was like why not, and we left her with the kids as we went, grabbed a tube and stood in line for the Vortex. As we climbed higher and higher, seeds of doubt flowed freely through my head. What if I flipped over? What if I lost the tube? How big was the drop? Does it go really fast? Should I just not go? But I was determined — I couldn’t turn back! So we got to the front, and we waited our turn. Ken went first, and I heard him screaming. That (insert expletive here) was trying to psych me out! My heart was racing, but I went. The major drop was ridiculous, but the part where it shot me out into this huge bowl and you spin around was really fun. I was proud of myself for not backing down from the challenge.

Now it’s your turn. Try it with just one thing — start small. Is there a particular food you’ve been scared to try? A person at work you’ve been too intimidated to talk to? A topic you haven’t wanted to broach with your spouse? There was a machine at the gym that I was sure I was going to look stupid trying, but I finally attempted it and it became my favorite workout.

There’s that saying that you never regret the things you tried, only the things you never attempted. So carpe diem, baby! And if you think about it, write in what you’ve conquered. I think a compiled list would be powerful.

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More rain just had to come out this evening. Sigh.

I was woken up before 6am yet again — never a good way to start the day — so I am headed for bed. Hope all is well with you!

So the kids’ big birthday bash was Saturday and everything went well. I think everyone had a good time, and that evening when we were walking home from dinner, Austin was walking next to me and he said, “Mom, I really loved my party.” So I feel like I did my job! He and Addison got a lot of really generous, fun and engaging gifts…

iStock_thank_you_flower_resizedWhich means now it’s time for me to write the thank you notes! It seems like very few people take the time to do this anymore, but I am such a big believer in them. At a very basic level, it lets someone know that either you received the gift (if it was sent through the mail) or that you know and appreciate what they gave you (cards get separated from gifts all the time). I used to buy a lot of wedding gifts at MoMA, and they had a horrible habit of not including the card with the gift when they shipped it. The only way I knew was when I hadn’t gotten a thank you note in a really long time.

On a much more lofty but no less important note, the person took the time to go out, pick out and buy your gift, so why not take a few minutes to thank them? It’s a welcome addition to the mailbox with all of the bills and junk mail.

The official word from etiquette maven Emily Post is that thank you notes are only required for wedding gifts, but that a phone call, email or note is suggested in other instances to acknowledge the gift or gesture. I am still a fan of handwritten, snail-mailed notes. Call me old-fashioned, but it just feels right — and classy — to me.

And since Austin can only write his name reliably and Addison can barely hold a pen, I have a lot of work to do. And I need more stamps!

Fathers Unite

Isn’t it fishy that the longest day of the year just happened to be Father’s Day? I mean, Father’s Day could have been last Sunday…I’m just sayin’. For those of you fathers out there, I hope you had a wonderful, extra long day!

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I really need a haircut. Alas, no time so I will look like the shaggy DA for a bit longer…

I feel like it’s so cliche to say but this weather is bananas. Rain rain go away! If they tell us in August there’s a drought warning, we know someone’s siphoning the reservoir.

There has been far too much birthday cake in this house with all of the celebrations — extra time at the gym this week!

Hope you all had a great one. Until tomorrow…

Simple Summer Treat

June 19, 2009

Last week I was gifted some rhubarb, and I wasn’t really sure what I was going to do with it. Yes, I could do some pie or cobbler, but it was the middle of the week and being a working mom, there’s no time for baking during the week. A friend emailed me that the Times had a strawberry rhubarb cobbler recipe featured that day. I checked it out, knowing I couldn’t commit. But in the author’s commentary on the recipe, she breezed over an idea that I took a shine to: rhubarb butterscotch. It was simple, and it seemed potentially delicious.

So that night I went home, peeled the outer skin of the rhubarb off with my fingers, chopped it up into cubes and tossed about 2 cups into a saucepan with 1/4 cup of brown sugar and a tablespoon of butter. (I modified the recipe a little from the one in the paper.) I stirred it around once and a while, but basically you cover it, keep it over a low heat and let it break down and form a sauce (it could take 20 – 30 minutes). Then you can serve it over ice cream, yogurt, or I served it over some ricotta cheese. It was very tasty and easily done on a weekday. Your household will be impressed that you managed to provide a home cooked dessert after a long day. (Milk the appreciation and don’t let on how easy it is!)

Single of the Week

From Ken: I’m not a huge fan of the band Jets Overhead, but their new single “I Should Be Born” is worth taking a break from the “Wicked” soundtrack for. It’s as if Foghat were reborn as a coed alt rock band (the spiritual analogy) – or if a coed alt rock band went back in time and mated with the parents of Foghat’s members (the scientific analogy).

Click here, go to the player and play “I Should Be Born.”

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redford_robert_02I was lucky enough to attend an intimate talk by Robert Redford this afternoon. He came to a conference I was attending and Donny Deutsch interviewed him. He still looks good! But one of the most interesting things he talked about was how a lot of the choices he made as an actor and as a filmmaker were in response to him realizing that what he was told as a child, “It’s not whether you win or lose but how you play the game,” was a big lie. “Whether you win or lose is everything in our society,” he said, and that fueled him to make movies that explored those themes, like The Candidate and Quiz Show. He was interesting to hear from and believe me when I say it my most interesting meeting of the day. (My friend Lisa and I also concluded after the session that Brad Pitt tries so hard to emulate him, it’s kind of funny.)

Today was just a super soaked, rainy, miserable day here. I hope it lets up because I feel like it’s starting to get to people. They say it’s tracking to be the wettest June ever.

Big doings this weekend between my kids’ birthday party and father’s day. Happy happy to all of the dads out there. Keep up the good work.

Have a good one!

Cupcakes for Everyone

June 18, 2009

Hi! I took a mini-break for Hershey Park but I’m back and it’s Austin’s 5th birthday so why not talk cupcakes?

By far, the best bang for your buck is a box ‘o Duncan Hines and some of their frosting. For two bucks (total!) plus some eggs and oil you have in the house anyway, you’ve got scrumptious “from scratch” cupcakes for the whole family. Toss in another buck and you can add sprinkles to your heart’s delight. I know people want to get all fancy, but this is old school and all good.

But with the cupcake craze that has swept the nation, we need to discuss the specialty shops that have cropped up all over. The first being Magnolia, made famous by Sex and the City. Before that show made it “Magnolia” it was just Magnolia, the bakery down the street where I used to buy sweet treats and my friend Lauren had a dangerous daily habit with the cupcakes. Then Sex featured it in an episode and suddenly there were lines around the block, and it was featured as a prominent stop on the Sex and the City tour. (The joke of this is that the real Sarah Jessica Parker, up until a week or so ago, lived very close to Magnolia and she is probably cursing the day her show featured the bakery.) Anyway, it is WAY overrated, and is in no way, shape or form worth the wait that you will inevitably have to endure. (The original Magnolia is in the West Village at 401 Bleecker, but since you’re not going to go there, it really doesn’t matter.)

Favor_box_with_cupcakeI’ll spare you the batter drama, but a disgruntled former Magnolia worker splintered off and started Billy’s Bakery, which I highly recommend. The crowds are much more manageable, the decorations are muted and sweet, the cupcakes are always fresh and the staff is friendly. (BTW, if you’re not in the mood for cupcakes, the peanut butter pie is awesome.) Billy’s is located at 184 9th Avenue, at 21st Street.

img12tSprinkles, a tasty bakeshop in Beverly Hills, sells mixes for their cupcakes through Williams-Sonoma. I tried the red velvet, and they were delicious and looked very pretty. My only complaint was that it stained my mixer red, but what can you do…They have assorted flavors and come with very simple decorations.($14 at a Williams-Sonoma store near you, or click here to order online.)

Finally, I discovered a new place I really liked today when I was at work in midtown and needed 4 delicious cupcakes to bring home for our family to celebrate Austin’s birthday. Crumbs has assorted locations throughout the city (as well as California, Connecticut and New Jersey, and, for those of you elsewhere, they ship everywhere! (Well, currently ro 48 states.) These are very generous cupcakes that come in all sorts of flavors, from oreo and red velvet to peanut butter and carrot. Sometimes cupcakes that look great taste terrible (or vice versa) or the icing is too sugary, but these are really great-tasting and looking. To find a location near you or to order, click here.

That should get you through a birthday or two!!

Current Events

I hate to give the Governor of Alaska more space, but she really needs to get a grip and stop trying to get publicity. David Letterman’s joke about her daughter was just that, a joke. Now she has her minions picketing his studio, and one had the nerve to say that if he joked about Sarah Palin, fine, but her daughter wasn’t a public figure so how dare he make a joke about her. Um, I’m sorry but a week or so ago they put her daughter on the cover of People freakin’ magazine, so I’d say Palin and co. are trying to make her a public figure as she goes on her “abstinence tour.” (Are they for real?) Plus, wasn’t that Sarah Palin who trotted the poor girl out with her baby daddy at the Republican Convention? I hate to be the one to break it to them, but you can’t have it both ways. Lighten up and move on.

And Iran, what can I say? It is fascinating to watch technology potentially take down a government, or at least alter their nation’s prception of it. Amazing what happens when you can’t control everything that your people watch, read and hear. Suddenly they find their voice. I always remember my trips to China back in the 90s (pre-internet) and their impressions of America were so frustratingly backward. Educated executives truly thought that everyone in the U.S. carried guns. It will be interesting to see how this all plays out.

And North Korea? Too scary.

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We had a great time at Hershey Park. The kids went on a bunch of rides (of course) and I somehow got talked into going down the Vortex water slide. Very fun with huge, dark plunges and then you’re thrown into a bowl where you spin around and get shot out into a pool. We always end with the tour at Chocolate World and a free sample, so we truly had a full, fun day.

Happy 5th birthday to Austin! Everyone says it, but it’s true, it really goes SO fast.

Here's the birthday boy!

Here's the birthday boy!

Hope you’re all well!!

Twins in Harmony

June 12, 2009

It’s Thursday, so wake the kids, it’s time for Ken and the single of the week:

There’s something to be said for 15-year-old girls, and I’m saying that in a strictly non-R. Kelly way. For the past few years, I’ve been a huge fan of Tegan and Sara, a pair of twins that hold court over this fickle, text-centric demo. The duo’s melodies aren’t sugar-coated in saccharine pop hooks as much as they are elevated by their folksy, punk sensibilities. They seem a little earnest at times, but, hey, they’re Canadian. Check out “Call it Off,” from their latest album, “The Con.” Word is that they’re in the studio right now getting down to business. (And when I say “getting down to business,” I mean the working hard type of business, not the going to the bathroom type of business.)

Click here to watch it!

Now what?! (Burning rhetorical questions)

Why is Sarah Palin (and Todd) picking a fight with Letterman? I feel like they’re desperate to continually insert themselves into the spotlight.

Goodbye, Miss California. We hardly knew ye, yet I think we knew enough. What beauty queen gets fired?

Just when you think you’ve seen the lowest depths of humanity, something like yesterday’s shooting at the Holocaust Museum happens. How can someone be filled with so much rage? I feel so bad for that security guard’s family.

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Well, Austin graduated from pre-K today. The highlight for me was when each child got up to the microphone on stage and announced what they wanted to be when they grew up. (For the record, Austin said policeman.) All of the kids did a great job and all of the parents were understandably proud. Now, on to kindergarten!! (After a little summer camp.)

This weekend we are roadtripping to visit my sister, her husband and baby Holden. Hersheypark, here we come!!