So, not to be-labor it, but I’m still struggling with good old super bug C-diff. I’ll spare you the details, it’s disgusting. But, I want to spread some sunshine even if I’m more the in the dystopic, True Detective mindsight. So, here is one of my fave videos from one of my favorite comics. Amy Schumer. This Vid is such Good Satire. Oh, what I could do with production value!! So good. Enjoy and eat your pro biotics and wash your hands with soap and water. Oh, and yeah, the news last week was great. I wish I could have celebrated.
I’m super chuffed that California’s Gov. Brown has signed into law one of the nations toughest vaccinations laws. In short it does away with a religious exemption. If there is a medical reason why the child cannot be vaccinated that works, but not someones personal belief. If the child is not vaccinated they cannot attend schools. They can go to home based schools.
A lot of good, nice, smart people feel strongly there is a link between vaccinations and conditions their children later developed. But, no cause has not been proven, it’s mostly anecdotal, and Jenny McCarthy has been discredited. More about lack of link HERE
If a certain percentage of the population isn’t vaccinated none of us our. Personal anecdotes are not proof either way, but I will add mine since I have it. When whooping cough was on the rise.
I only hope that one day there will also be a law that personal, religious beliefs is not good enough for circumcision. Something that to me that ranges from unnecessary to abusive. But, then that’s my personal belief.
My kids are good travelers. Whether it’s a grassy median or pincher bug they find the fun. Everywhere we go, even if it’s only for a few days Rex says, Are you moving here?
He is ready to stay. Portland, Mendocino, San Diego, Santa Cruz, Washington DC, Montana, Arizona. EVERYWHERE… until now. He doesn’t want to move to New York City. Cue, the music. “Dum, dum dum da… screech…” Empire state of mind has not entered his little body.
We just got back from a week there. We had fun. He had fun. A full, lively trip. BUT, it was humid, crowded, dirty, lots of walking, lots of subways.. it was NYC. So, while water views, Miss Liberty and my many sweet, wonderful friends pleased us all I think I was a little surprised when Rex said, “I’m home sick”. He has never said that. Not imagining your loft apartment? The subway’s were his biggest hurdle.
” Mommy, once when were on the subway I had a fat man sitting next to me and I was looking at a woman who looked like man, or man who looked like a woman, I don’t know.” But, Rex , I said, “You go to school in Hollywood. Haven’t you seen all sorts?
“I go to school in Hollywood?” He got briefly excited thinking of the Hollywood of the dream world, not the reality of me having to scream at a homeless guy exposing himself near the gate of the school. Or Yelling, “Watch out Poo!” as we walk to the car.
As adults we filter out all of the senses that are coming our way. Kids are still sorting. The people I know who grew up in NYC are all super cool people, so obviously plenty of people benefit from growing up in such a dynamic atmosphere. It was just kind of an “ah-ha” for me that I have country kids. Though if you do take kids to NYC run to the Brooklyn Bridge Park. What a fantastic bit of urban development that is! Fun, immaculate! Views of Manhattan, interactive art installations. It was a major highlight.
Now, we are all humidity wimps. I fold. 3/4 of the rest of the country, I don’t know how you do it. So, that ‘s one factor. But, when we went up to see a friend in Connetcut, the humidity came with us, but Rex said he could live there. Open, grassy fields. Not so much walking. Oh, and a pool.
When is the right age to visit NYC? I was 9 when my dad took me. I liked it, but it was part of a bigger trip where we were in Atlantic City ( before it looked like it does now) Jersey country side, Washington DC, Atlanta, so it was all exciting. I do remember NYC seemed a bit overwhelming, but the excitement carried the day. So much going on. But then again I didn’t come back till I was 18. Is this one of those things where you remember something when you are older and think you were younger? Where your old person brain is off sync with a young brain? Like when I played “Caddy Shack” for my then 11 year old stepson and he reacted as if I was making him much a documentary about tooth extraction?
In the end the best moments for Rex and Vivien were, along with the Brooklyn Bridge Park, Central Park and playing with my friends’ kids in their homes and apartments. Parks and fun kids. Those are available anywhere. Though due to the massive population in NYC I do know a fair amount of people there, so you can do a lot of visiting. If I go to most cities I’m lucky if there is one person I know there.
We got back home and I asked my kids what was their favorite part about New York? They both said, “Connecticut”. Do they have a song?
I was driving home after dropping off Viv at camp and thought, what is this feeling I have? oh, yes, joy, calm, I’m rested!! It’s been years, but I was reminded of MUCH MORE rested I am with a 6 and 9 year old when we recently stayed at my friend who has a 7 month old and a 2 year old.
I was so happy to snuggle with the big, fat baby thighs and I felt AWESOME that I could help my friend and get her baby boy to sleep 3 times! I still got it!!. I told my kids, “smell that neck, nothing like it!”. But, man o man. That juggle of two small kids and her husband was working.. woof. No wonder I just started thinking clearly. So, I’m posting this video because though I do get more sleep now, I know there are those out there that are still in the trenches.
My kitchen Monday morning is always a grim site. Today, was no exception. Did I get right too it? No, I’m punting. I hate a messy kitchen, but as my daughter keeps reminding me, No one likes Mondays.
Sometimes it seems like what’s the point?
Reminded me of my Mom Zamboni video
Second season baby!
That’s right, I’m back!! More recipes, more kid hi jinx, more tips and tricks from the kitchen. I’m super chuffed that Daphne Dishes
is returning to the Food Network this Sunday at 11:30am. I will be live tweeting PST from my screening party. @daphbrog
First Episode is fun. We do a back yard movie night. Culver Crest Chicken! Oh, yeah. Find out the secret (ground fennel seeds), why I named it that, oh so much. I’ve long wanted to have a movie night in my backyard and finally get to. It’s so much easier when PA goes to pick up the equipment. If only life was always like that. Although I don’t miss the bender board that blanketed the floors of my house while we shot. Note cardboard and blue tape below. Little known fact, cardboard floors don’t feel great on bare feet.
Some sweet friends came on the show and Vivien and two of her best friends make their own movie. All their own idea. Watch out Sundance. These first 3 shows my gut hadn’t turned on me yet, so I’m happy but chubbier cheeked. I’ll be interested to see if we can detect changes throughout the season. I hope you like it.
One of the things I love about America in general, and even more so the promise of the West is that one can remake themselves. That it matters less out here in California than in older societies where you born, you are less bound to tradition. Still, we have done some AWFUL non progressive things out West. Japanese internment camps jump to mind as I’m reading a great book on the subject. Whether it be with education, career, or avocation we can change ourselves. Now, with Caitlyn Jenner, gender change might seem more possible to people. It’s a radical leap. I will not pretend to always feel comfortable when I see a trans guy or girl. Sometimes it’s nothing, sometimes amusing, sometimes upsetting. Especially when it’s a hooker in Hollywood and I am glimpsing a bit of a downtrodden life.
I do admire Bruce Jenner’s change because I think it’s hard to really change yourself.. let alone your gender. I look and dress an awful lot like I did 30 years ago. My eyebrows are plucked, but I still wear leggings. A friend at my wedding said my dress reminded her of my prom dress. Others change more drastically. Some people change their name. My mom changed her first name. Why not? No one asks us what name we want.
Biology does not define family. I feel that keenly since losing my brother, of non bio origin. Some have said, ‘Oh, but he wasn’t your REAL brother.” (teeth grind)
So, let’s do this.. let’s let everyone define themselves for themselves. Names, occupation loved ones, and I guess identity. It’s a stretch. It’s not always easy to go along with, but what the hell? Let’s humor each other. That’s what friends do.
The last call I got from Jeff was when he was concerned about a friend of ours whose adult child was transitioning. It was a surprise as we had known the person since childhood, but he wanted to know the well being of our long time friend, the mom. Even for liberally minded, it’s a transition for the family and friends as well.
“Is she okay?” He wanted to know. Not knowing what deep torment he was in at the time that would cause him to take his own life 6 weeks later. I so wish he had felt he could have come back home and start anew. He didn’t have to be a success, that he could be poor and we would figure it out. He had an idea of what he wanted to be and wasn’t getting there. How great to be able to say, “I’m going to not only change the way you see me, but how I see myself.” After someone you love takes their life someone else you know being trans gender starts to feel like “Please pass the potato salad.” Not that important.
I know a lot of people are going to make fun of Caitlyn Jenner. Lots of Bruce Jenner jokes. I know trans kid will still be made fun of. But, it would be better to be kind. If they want to dress up and blow a bugle and call themselves Teddy
Why not salute?
Beside, Bruce was a handsome man and Caitlyn is a nice looking woman. Bully for her.