Celebrity Sightings

Saw Fred Armisen at Disneyland. Big fan. Most people know him for his lamest impression - Barack Obama. I much prefer his Governor of New York David Paterson impression or his imitation of a Native American comedian. In my book Armisen makes a great celebrity sighting - not too famous and not in a place where you'd expect to see him. I've seen more famous people walking the streets of La Jolla or at a Hollywood cast and crew party. But none of those sightings compare to, let's say, Tom Waites racing to the airport with a panicked look on his face in a rented Geo Metro. Tom Waites, panicked, Geo Metro. Really.

Dandy Land

We had quite a weekend. Friday night we went to the grandparents, dropped off the kids, and saw the Dandy Warhols in concert. We were three rows from the stage, dead center. Another great two hour set. I can't enough of this band. I'd see them anywhere but what I'd like to do most is see them at Roseland or the Odditorium. The opening act, The Meek, were kinda funny. Lead by a charismatic emo, the rest of the band were trying their hardest not to have any fun. The guitarist/keyboardist did his best impression of Anton Chigurh to no effect. He was so wrapped up in himself that the lead singer had to lean over during the middle of the second song and turn on his keyboard - I kid you not! But it didn't matter. We just wanted to see the Dandys and they were amazing.

After four and a half hours of sleep, we awoke Saturday morning, dressed the kids, and ran off to Disneyland. First to arrive, we ran around the park for two hours never waiting in a single line. At 10:00 a.m. we went to an empty California Adventure. The lack of a crowd was, well, a little sad. We rode the bumper cars but there were only a few other cars to bump into. The crowds picked up in the afternoon and the kids were pooped by 6:30 p.m. We took them to the grandparents and Heather and I went back for another three hours of adult rides. That's right 8:00 a.m. to midnight coz that's how we roll.

Juliet @ Six Months

According to Juliet's pediatrician, she's 50% for height, 30% for weight, and 100% for adorableness (the doctor's words, not mine). I'm surprised by where she falls on the size charts because she looks plenty big to me. I guess all those obese kids in the news are skewing the charts. Maybe we should feed her real pizza instead of that fake stuff laying next to her head. Juliet's latest feat? Crawling backwards.

What Would You Pay For A Profiterole?

Each year Heather makes a dessert for the Young Women's Dessert Auction at church. The money raised is used throughout the year for activities. Her desserts always receive rave reviews. This year she was almost embarrassed to submit her profiteroles, a choux pastry filled with cream and topped with chocolate ganache. This is an actual photo of her dessert. Why the embarrassment? Because she said they are too easy to make. Too easy? I could split an atom before I could make a profiterole. And Heather's profiteroles are one of the most delicious weapons in her baking arsenal. I love them, and so did the bidders. Sister Lee, bless her heart, loves a bidding war. She'll push you to your limits, bid $5 more than your willing to pay, buy the dessert, and then hand it to you. One plate of Heather's profiteroles raised 45 bucks. Sister Lee must have purchased 10 desserts and then gave them away. I tried to share a dessert with her with her but she said "I don't eat sugar." I would guess that Sister Lee's generosity is responsible for a third of the Young Women's budget and a third of the congregation's cavities.

Oui Oui On The Bed

Erika loves her new bed. Our home is mostly modern but we've decided to make her room French frilly chic. We're going for that obnoxious mix of modern and baroque found in 70s Hollywood homes. The room is pink with a white chandelier and the Olivia furniture set from Pottery Barn for Kids. We planned to buy the Olivia set for months. Suddenly the set went on sale but we pulled the trigger a day to late. The entire stock was sold out nationwide with no plans to offer it again. Our pleas to purchase the display set fell on deaf ears. We searched for a replacement without success. But Heather does not give up that easy. She called Pottery Barn again and they remembered her immediately. In fact, they had contacted corporate headquarters who agreed to sell her the bed, but they had failed to take her contact information. By luck, she called before they gave the bed to another buyer. She found a second display model Juliet at the Manhattan Beach store. The sale price less the discount, less the display discount, less shipping added up to huge savings.

Who Thought Instant Cameras Were So Hard To Use

I'm still trying to dial in my Polaroid 600 SE. Here's two more recent photos.

Coming To An Artery Near You

Behold. The breakfast cupcake. Step aside Egg McNothin, there's a new cholesterol bomb in town. A month ago I dreamed of a breakfast cupcake and blogged about it. My chief imagineer Heather and I set about realizing that dream; a pan-cup-cake wrapped in bacon, topped with a fried egg, and soaked in maple syrup. The sausage link is an extra 39 cents. Best served with an icy cold glass of white gravy. Mmmmmm.