Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Birds of a Feather

If you haven't heard, Dr. Seuss kept a secret hat closet in his house.
 Everything about that statement makes me smile. 
This closet was filled with crazy hats he had collected and he would open it up at dinner parties and let everyone pick a hat to wear. 
The painting "Raising Money for the Arts" was clearly influenced by his feathered hat that fans out like a peacock tail, seen in the exhibition, "Hats Off to Dr. Seuss." (Courtesy of the Dr. Seuss Estate)

The subject only gets better the more I read about it. 
Best of all, the hats are part of a traveling exhibition. Knowing my friends, a day trip to see the exhibition is going to be the easiest sale I've ever made. 
Also, everyone I know (MIMI!) is hereby informed that 1) I'm not going to wait until I am a crazy old lady to have a secret crazy hat closet. 2) If you help me build a secret hat closet, you get to know the location (duh) 3) At dinner parties, be prepared to pick a hat to wear.
 Don't say I didn't warn you. 

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Another data point

Another piece of evidence that we use the word "Adult" pretty loosely around here. 
This was the "Adult's" snack for the night:

The new Snack of Champions. Jealous?

Monday, February 25, 2013

Changing Weather

It seems that a neighbor left their sprinklers on......
 and with a recent cold snap there became a "scene"
It seemed as if all the houses where in the middle of a regular California winter, 
but then one was having the Minnesota version.
Didn't the groundhog say there would be an early spring?!

Sunday, January 13, 2013

Know thyself

Having read The Great Gatsby, and having had listened to a few Jay-Z songs in my time, I would have thought I'd score better on this quiz. (I expect better from Mimi)

Worst Idea so far this week.. er month? Maybe year.

You know what's worse than having to use an almost too short step stool to clean off that spot of sauce on the kitchen ceiling?
Realizing, after having scrubbed that little spot,
 that that dingy grey is in fact not the color of the ceiling and now that you've washed that little area,
 it is totally obvious that the ceiling is white and the rest is just... dirt?
Yeah, dirt sounds the least bad.
 Let's go with that. 
Now, with that little spark of ambition, 
you've bought yourself a whole afternoon of washing the kitchen ceiling!
The whole experience was worse than it sounds.
 At some point I actually felt the need to wear gloves because it was getting gross. 
Next time, that spot of sauce is going to stay there. And next time you come over, I suggest you politely ignore said sauce. 

Tuesday, January 8, 2013


I am trying to get caught up (bwaahahaha) on posting, but until then let me distract you with some videos and pictures of the girls from the last couple months.
Clean Kidlets!
First veggie!

Realizing it's actually winter
Starting to Babble!