photo dump: the thankful edition

It’s Thanksgiving Day so I’m going to give thanks, as one should on Thanksgiving Day…and every other day.

For Thing 1 and Thing 2, generously provided by my employer and a co-worker who has no use for the 12 pound turkey they handed him as we left work early in the morning last week. Yes, I named them, as I do every year. Deal with it! Meanwhile, Thing 1 and Thing 2 are currently soaking in an icy cold, brine-y bath waiting to be properly roasted.

For bringing sexy back in the way that only Personal Protective Equipment can. This look is hot. No. It really is hot.

The perfect pick-me-up after running 4 miles before you work your 4th 12 hour night shift in a week. Hurray for Snickers and for running and for a busy, busy full NICU which means work!

For kick-ass looking compression socks to wear after running a few miles before working hard on your feet for 12 hours all night long. Oh, and, give thanks for the break relief RN who makes the moment where you get to put your feet up for 20 minutes.

Be thankful for the 2 hour nap you had after working all night before you take the time to drive your favorite Princess 125 miles in the rain and wind and fog across a couple bridges during drive time Bay Area traffic so that she can attend two hours of Princess training.

It’s totally worth it when she sends you this picture of her being fitted for the wig of her favorite princess, one of a few who she will be portraying. Yes, you can almost hear her squeeing with delight from the only open cafe in the area where you sat and waited during those two hours. Worth it. Totally. So was her telling you how much she loved you and was glad you were driving as you drove across the Richmond-San Rafael Bridge in the 0.25 mile visibility fog.

This card with this name on it which we waited for for 12 years because no matter what the social workers tell you, it isn’t as easy as it should be to get your child’s social security card with his name on it after the adoption is finalized because government agencies can be so frustratingly dumb sometimes. But not Maria at the Manteca Social Security Administration office. Sure it took her several hours to figure a way around the bureaucratic walls but she did it because, as she humbly put it, “there’s always a way around walls.”

Remembering when you said you couldn’t wait for your kid to outgrow his shoes and clothes before they wear out when you see that the shoes that you just got him are too small. Human Growth Hormones, we are so thankful especially when you see your son’s height and weight plotted at <1%ile on the growth chart because look at that, the kid is almost finally plotting on the normal growth chart!

Pretty scarves and jewelry and makeup and clothes that flatter what your mama gave you, no matter what your age is, that you wear for no other reason than because you want to; which has nothing to do with completely unwanted attention from any stranger who imagines that you got all dressed up because you want their attention.

Yeah.

No.

Taking the time to catch part 3 of the 4 part Hunger Games Trilogy with this child of yours because that is what the two of you do together after the husbands and kids are asleep.

Running this for the third holiday season because otherwise you might just murder someone…or at least given them a really big hug with your hands around their neck because it is the holidays and because you like to eat and to drink because it is the holidays and because you like to run…a lot.

Moments of relaxation and the cat who makes you sit still and enjoy them. I plan to do just that today after I run a 10K and get Thing 1 and Thing 2 into the oven.

Happy Thanksgiving y’all!

 

chief cookie advisor

Fallon, who are you talking to?

Obama.

You’re talking to President Obama?

Uh-huh.

What are you talking to Mr. Obama about?

Cookies.

Cookies?

Yes, cookies. I need to talk to Obama now. K?

and so she returns to her very important phone conversation…with Obama…about cookies because she is Fallon Elizabeth, Chief Cookie Advisor to President Obama.

sometimes I must be bad

Sometimes you just have to be THAT mom.

Or perhaps when you see the Halloween display in the breakfast foods aisle at your local Safeway you find yourself wanting to relive a small, happy slice of your childhood so you buy them all and bring them home to share.

But only sometimes.

Wait until Christmas. We eat birthday cake for breakfast!

 

what not to do on an empty stomach

In life we all learn, usually the hard way, what we shouldn’t do on an empty stomach. At least I have learned that a number of times. Of course I learned it the hard way because I’m me.

  • take a very important test
  • work…guaranteed it will be the 12 hour shift from hell with little or no opportunity for a meal break much less a potty break
  • attend a few C-sections
  • run a 10K
  • grocery shop
  • jury duty

I could go on because too many times I have undertaken adventures on an empty stomach in spite of the fact that I know too well what happens to me when my blood sugar plummets.

But there is one thing one should do on an empty stomach, or perhaps with just a light snack beforehand and that is to see The Hundred Foot Journey.

I had the opportunity to see this film a couple of weeks ago while at BlogHer.

In “The Hundred-Foot Journey,” Hassan Kadam (Manish Dayal) is a culinary ingénue with the gastronomic equivalent of perfect pitch. Displaced from their native India, the Kadam family, led by Papa (Om Puri), settles in the quaint village of Saint-Antonin-Noble-Val in the
south of France. Filled with charm, it is both picturesque and elegant
– the ideal place to settle down and open an Indian restaurant, Maison
Mumbai. That is, until the chilly chef proprietress of Le Saule Pleureur,
a Michelin-starred, classical French restaurant run by Madame Mallory
(Academy Award® winner Helen Mirren), gets wind of it.
Her icy protests against the new Indian restaurant a hundred feet from
her own escalate into a heated battle between the two establishments
until Hassan’s passion for French haute cuisine – and for Madame
Mallory’s enchanting sous chef, Marguerite (Charlotte Le Bon) – combine
with his mysteriously-delicious talent to weave magic between their
two cultures and imbue Saint-Antonin with the flavors of life that even
Madame Mallory cannot ignore. Madame Mallory eventually recognizes
her culinary rival’s gift as a chef and takes Hassan under her wing.
“The Hundred-Foot Journey” abounds with flavors that burst across the tongue. A stimulating triumph over exile, blossoming with passion and heart, it is a portrayal of two worlds colliding and one young man’s drive to find the comfort of home, in every pot, wherever he may be.
Exactly!
The actual distance from Le Saule Pleureur Restaurant to the Maison Mumbai is not far: one-hundred feet, no more, no less. It’s a journey…albeit a small one…that both the Kadam family and Madame Mallory make numerous times throughout the film, but it represents more than just the distance between these two locations. It’s that point in our lives where we step out of our comfort zone and cross over into unfamiliar territory on a quest of self-discovery.
Oh, and it’s a love story and a love story with food…so much delicious, glorious food that you can almost smell and taste it all while watching this film.
A victory of passion over prejudice, “The Hundred-Foot Journey” is the convergence of two worlds through the power of acceptance and understanding and the unifying nature of food. I love what Helen Mirren said  about this film, “Don’t go to dinner until after you’ve seen this movie. Then go to a really nice French or Indian restaurant.” I would wholeheartedly say yes.
“The Hundred-Foot Journey” is presented by DreamWorks Pictures and Reliance Entertainment, directed by Academy Award® nominee Lasse Hallström and stars Academy Award winner Helen Mirren, Om Puri, Manish Dayal and Charlotte Le Bon. The film is produced by Academy Award winner Steven Spielberg, Academy Award
nominee Oprah Winfrey and Juliet Blake. The executive producers are Caroline Hewitt, Carla Gardini, Jeff Skoll and Jonathan King. The screenplay is written by Academy Award nominee Steven Knight, based on the novel “The Hundred-Foot Journey” by Richard C. Morais.
I was invited to a special screening of this film and received no compensation other than admission for two to the film and a small popcorn and soda. What I wouldn’t have given for some Chicken Tikka…just saying…

and after the show

Nothing shows more birthday love than some “Man-Cake” maple chocolate bacon cupcakes from Christina’s Cupcakes.

Am I right?

Yeah, yeah, yeah…just hurry up with the “Happy Birthday” song so I can enjoy my chocolately, maplely, bacon man-cake goodness.

All kidding aside, my darling husband did enjoy his day of moving furniture for his first-born, magic compliments of Alex Ramon, tri-tip dinner with his noisy family circus gathered round followed with some delicious cupcakes and ice cream because it is also National Ice Cream Day

coincidence?

I think not.