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Mary on the Half Shell

For some reason, I have this sudden desire to put a Bathtub Virgin Mary in a part of my garden.

I grew up Roman Catholic, no longer practicing, but I have faith. While we had no religious artifacts around our home, there is something pretty tacky and all sorts of awesome about this particular display of adoration.
I think I would want mine to look a little more Day of the Dead-ish.

Or maybe it is better to stick with tradition.

So much to ponder.


May The Links Be With You

Since I am hard pressed for time most days, unless my darling boy is napping like he is now, I breeze through various blogs that I love to keep abreast of the latest and greatest in the world. It is the new discoveries I enjoy best. So with that I will share today's goodies with you all while the sound of the boy's swing is bliss.

I love anatomy. I am also a repressed nurse/doctor. I Heart Guts sells plush organs. This is now my crack. LUNGS!!!

I would have made a great Southern Gal. The food blog Ezra Pound Cake, seriously BEST NAME EVER, has a delish recipe for Chocolate Pecan Bourbon Pie with Bourbon Sauce. Someone pinch me.

These wonderful suggestions about what to bring as a hostess gift would be most welcome in my home. Food wins every single time people, take note.

While I am mastering the art of shoveling food in my mouth faster then the competitor's for the Nathans' Hot Dog barf fest, this book could come in handy.

All artsy and fun things Buddha at Buddha Groo…

Good Morning

The fun thing about having a three month old is they change their schedules quite frequently. So when they get up at 6am a few days in a row, you do a small jig in the praise of sleep. Of course, once you realize that is part of the growth spurt and the 4-4:30am feedings are back, you soldier on while cursing God for this small design flaw in the growth spurt. At least I do. Sure God has heard it all before, but just in case, I wanted to make myself heard.
Anyway, one of the more impressive, or is it miraculous?, things of late is I am on a writing bender. I declared myself no longer a slave to being a brilliant story teller. Not that I am looking to be mediocre, I just need to stop focusing on every piece of minutiae. Seriously, it got to a point where every description, every line of dialogue was critical. Instead I have decided to refer back to one of my favorite films, "Bullets Over Broadway" where Chazz Palminteri's character says to John Cusack's, "Your pr…

Speak Softly

My husband got a book from the library a few weeks ago that addresses being an introvert in a very extroverted world. Can you guess who is the introvert in our family? :) Anyway, the book is called Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can't Stop Talking by Susan Cain.  I have been picking it up and leafing through it and it is quite eye opening. I see myself in some of the people discussed and my husband in others. I also found it insulting that shyness/introversion is so looked down upon. I never once have thought of someone as stupid or weak for not screaming like a Housewife of NJ. If you must know, I am a little jealous of those who are soft spoken can can make their point without booming. Let me put it this way, Gordon Ramsay and I would never, ever get along. You do not get to scream I am an idiot or throw things at me. Sorry, that is not a motivator.  When I watched the documentary about Vidal Sassoon, a colleague of his told a story of how Vidal would fire you. …

And Scene

This is one of the most amusing covers I have ever seen for a romance novel.

The first few pages of dialogue is where they address the cute, yet oddly photoshopped looking cow. I am sure this book might be a fun read. Though the excerpt I read did nothing for me personally. I believe this book may fall under the "write what sells" category which is exactly what I was talking about yesterday.


Let's Talk Trash

In a somewhat joking fashion I said to my husband, "I have decided I am going to start writing crap because crap sells."
In a somewhat serious fashion he answered me, "You should."
Last week a friend mentioned the book that no one seems to stop talking about, '50 Shades of Grey'. He said, "Why don't you write some trashy garbage like that and make some money?"
I know why.
I have an ego. I want Charlie Rose to want to interview me and Neil Gaiman to consider me a colleague. I want to be considered a literary great like Virginia Woolf or William Faulkner not Nicholas Sparks or Stephenie Meyer. Yeah I know, she gets put down all the time, but too bad. I do not care that she is published and rich and successful, because when you write like someone who has never spoken the English language, you deserve to get some backlash. There are authors out there like Joey W. Hill that should be getting recognition for her BDSM novels over this other crap ever…

Pass the Jell-o Past Me Please

I was in the hospital a lot as a kid and the one "food" that darkened my life was Jell-O.

I hate the stuff with a passion.

The consistency, the taste, so foul. Even if I was not a pesceterian, don't you love all the sub versions of how people eat??? hahah, I would never put that wretched, jiggling mass on my plate.
Regardless if I would consume the stuff or not, it does have any interesting history which is documented on The Apron Revolution. She writes how the old gelatin was made of collagen and the new more from scraps used in making leather. How gross.

Gelatin is also used in a surprising number of things. My husband adored this frosted shredded wheat cereal at Trader Joe's until one day I read the box and saw one of the ingredients was gelatin. We know stick with Wegman's or Trader Joe's Frosted Flakes. That's right, only non-sugared healthy cereal in this house! ;-) Of course gelatin is used in vitamins and one of my favorite desserts, panna cotta. …

100 Best First Lines from Novels

This totally required a second post today. I have not read all these books, but this may encourage me to pick up one or two or more of these. Here is a list of the 100 best first lines from novels, as decided by the American Book Review, a nonprofit journal published at the Unit for Contemporary Literature at Illinois State University:

100 Best First Lines


The Cult of Personality

How did Bravo become straight up Reality TV? And how did I get sucked into some of the crap they air? I will blame my beautiful son since it during his feeds that I will put a movie on Netflix or we listen to music. Other times I will watch shows like 'MIllion Dollar Listing', there is now a NYC one, or something completely cheesy like 'Mob Wives'. I do love Big Ang, she is the bomb. God Bless. What baffles me mostly when watching this crap, let us be honest, most of it is out and out crap, is that the general public loves these shows. The Bachelor, Jersey Shore, All the Housewives...My mom-in-law digs the Housewives of NJ and was begging us to take her to Franklin Lakes so she could check it out. No, we did not oblige her. What I would like to see is something like Housewives of Omaha. Now THAT would be much more interesting. And I mean real Housewives, none of this nouveau riche bull. I find the matchmaking shows even more horrifying. What makes me wonder is why woul…

Been Caught Stealing

When I was a kid we lived in a two family house on the second floor and we were broken into twice and had our cars stolen. There is such a creepy feeling knowing that strangers tore through your stuff and took things that may have had some sentimental value. I certainly have no desire to relieve that awful violation and  fear, especially now with a child. I would not think twice about clocking someone out who comes into my home uninvited.
This brings me to my present home town where there have been a rash of robberies for the last few months. The consensus is that it's mostly people on drugs who need cash to get a fix.
My town is not the type of town one should wander into thinking "Hey, rich folks."
First off, any town will have haves and have nots. Some areas have multi million haves and million have nots, but you get what I mean. My area is nice, but it is not hoarding the likes of Bel Air money. I am also aware that the economy is making people do things they s…

Wacky Wednesday

I am feeling a little kooky. Yeah, that's right. No rhyme or reason here in Casa Fifi today. Maybe it is the fact that the weather has been so choice and will be even warmer tomorrow. Whee!
Our little one just got 4 vaccinations. Ouch! And we have the oil folks here doing the yearly maintenance to the furnace. Aren't contracts fun??
Because of all this, I am just going to post a bunch of things that have caught my eye and no, I am not going to discuss the topic du jour, the book 50 Shades of Grey. Boo yah!

Mike Joos has created these fun and interesting prints and I think I want one or two. Look at Salvador Dali, how cool!!

This place is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too small man.

I love hand stamped jewelry and perhaps, one day, I can get a cool one with my little bundle of joy's name or initial. Cause that would be how I roll ;-)

Fun bohemian space!

Even though Neil Gaiman and I have the same views on how writing makes us feel, let us remember that has his won places to write in s…

Documentary Day

The weather was very dreary yesterday with a few flurries and rain. I started my day doing laundry and a few other house things then after activity time with the boy and a feed or two I decided to put on a movie. Sometimes the little man likes to be rocked and fall asleep and since he can't be spoiled just yet, I enjoy that bonding time. Lucky for me I chose two excellent documentaries. The first was Bill Cunninghma New York  which was all about the man who has been the eyes behind the "On The Street" and "Evening Hours" layouts in the NY Times. It was incredibly fascinating and is something I would even watch again.

The second documentary was The September Issue which shows how one of the biggest issues of Vogue Magazine comes together over time. There was an incredible amount of intensity and creativity throughout the documentary along with lots of personality. Anna Wintour does not come across as icy as everyone seems to make her. I became a HUGE fan of Gra…