Monday, June 18, 2012

Hurry up and get here July...

Usually I don't wish my days away.  I have no idea how many I have left, you know?  But I'm so over June.  Let's just move on and get to the fun already...

Not able to leave my library books alone I picked up Blue Nights by Joan Didion.  I just really like the way she writes.  I will admit I only picked up her books once I found out her husband's brother was Dominick Dunne.  I had a love/hate relationship with Dominick ever since I couldn't live without my Vanity Fair magazines.  I'm happy to have discovered Joan - I like the way she writes.

Later I picked up You're Not Doing It Right by Michael Ian Black.  This book had me laughing out loud.  How many people can get away with saying, "I hate my baby"?  Very funny.

For clarification, I gave up my DISH.  No Dish Network.  I didn't entirely give up television because that would be dumb.  Who stops watching Parks and RecThe Office maybe, but not Parks and Rec.  I have my Hulu Plus for network shows in the Fall and my Netflix for movies.  Isn't that enough?  A few of you thought I lost my mind and well, I have, but not when it comes to television. 

I saw Moonrise Kingdom.  I want to tell you to run to see this, even if it's only playing at the 'theatre for old people' that sells 75 cent hot dogs.  It's that good.  Could you imagine being the set director for a Wes Anderson movie?  Man, that would be awesome.  Bill Murray's clothes are hilarious.  And only Frances McDormand could make a Lilly Pulitzer "shift" look dumpy.  I can hardly wait to see it again.

Later I saw (was tricked into seeing) Rock of Ages.  Better not to talk about it.

It sounds like I go to the movies quite a bit.  I always have seen many movies each year, but this year I've only seen four movies in the theatre.  And two of them were this weekend.  Because all of a sudden (goodbye DISH) I have more time do to things.  Stuff.  Who knows . . . the gym might be in my future this week.  Because suddenly "I don't have time" hasn't even been a fleeting thought.

As far as the diet coke saga goes, well, don't call me after 1 p.m.  I can't keep my eyes open.

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Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Why must it be the human race?



Vacation is a few weeks away, but the vacation library queue builds all year.  Mostly I forget why I added that novel to my 'need to read it' list, but it's there.  Despite my increasingly failing memory I get ready to read and hope I was thinking straight the day I hit 'yes please, I would like to reserve this book.'

The Submission by Amy Waldman
Blue Nights by Joan Didion
Looking for Alaska by John Green
The Darlings by Cristina Alger
Jack Kennedy: Elusive Hero by Chris Matthews
Wild Thing: a novel, by Josph Bazell
The Beginner's Goodbye by Anne Tyler
11/22/63 by Stephen King
The Litigators by John Grisham
Bond Girl by Erin Duffy
Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Bourdain
How to Cook Everything by Mark Bittman

No judging.  Yes, John Grisham is there and YES, there's a book that qualifies as chick lit. 

There are others (books) ready to be packed into a sandy beach bag - a little John Irving, a few light comedy reads, everything appropriate for Laguna Beach.  Laguna, the place where the human race isn't in a race.  THAT is why I love it so...

This year we splurged and rented an oceanfront place, something we haven't done since 1995 when the entire family was together.  Not that the four block walk from Manzanita was slumming it (by any stretch of the imagination), but there's something about this little private balcony facing the Pacific that makes me think this might be a completely different vacation.  I'm not certain I'm going to want to leave the little place, even for Sprinkles.

No segue...

I gave up diet coke.  It was torture. 

I gave up television.  I know.  Get over it.

All of this 'giving up' has caused increased bakery visits and much higher numbers on the scale.  Apparently I trade vices.

My sister in law recently said, "I can't wait until I'm old and I don't care what I look like anymore."  She was sitting next to her 92 year old mother who still denies herself a piece of See's candy because she's counting calories.  Good luck with that, Deb.

Have you met Ruby?  No?  Look here.  Today this little seven month old miracle weighs 10 pounds.  I think she should get something for this milestone, don't you?

Pretty much all I have to say.

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Monday, June 4, 2012

Coconut Cream Cake


Just do us all a favor and make this. It's seriously yummy, reminiscent of the Tres Leches Cake, but 100 times easier.

1 box yellow cake mix
4 eggs
1 cup oil
1 cup water
1 small box instant vanilla pudding
15 oz. can of cream of coconut (found in the alcohol aisle - think Coco Lopez)
Container Cool Whip, thawed
8 oz. sweetened coconut

Bake the cake in a 9 x 13 pan according to the timed directions on the box. Remove cake from oven and, while still hot, poke holes all over it with the end of a spoon. Open can of cream of coconut and stir well. Pour evenly over entire cake. Chill cake for 1 hour, then spread with Cool Whip and sprinkle flaked coconut over the top. Refrigerate until serving time for a minimum of 3 hours. It gets even better if you can wait overnight!

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