Pre-In Law Visit Psychosis


Have you ever been talking to someone about something random and suddenly it's everywhere...the subject of your conversation...and you think....hmmm odd. Am I the only person this happens too? Like have you ever had a personal inside joke with someone and some how it ends up on Saturday Night Live as a skit? This has happened to me more times than you would believe. Is my unconscious tapping into some universal vibe or are those satellites really powerful and I am extremely interesting?

It has happened again. On Sunday Tyler and I were having an intense discussion on feminism. Oh yes...that's how we while away our Sunday afternoons. What do you do? Nap? Anyway...we were having a most interesting discussion. Is feminism dead? Dying? Or is the world going all Gloria Steinem again. I am a bit of an enigma to Tyler. I am a feminist wrapped in the riddle of a satisfied and contented hausfrau. How is this possible? To Tyler you are one or the other. To me it is clear that a happy hausfrau in 2010 is a feminist without question. Duh?

(Do note that I still find it impossible to actually call myself either a housewife (gag) or a homemaker (double gag). I enjoy hausfrau.)

Several days later via Facebook Tyler's cousin's wife posts a link to a great blog; which is quite funny and you should check it out. What do my eyes light upon but my very own argument with a little pizazz thrown in.

From kasm.blogspot.com from the post "You Can't Have It All":

"... I think there is an interesting feminist backlash going on right now in the form of people who are really into homemaking and claim to be anti-feminist. They can do and say what they want. That's part of feminism. Actually, it's just part of being a nice, fair, person who lets other people live their life. What do I care? I happen to not be good at homemaking, or maybe I'd go all Martha Stewart on you. I think a lot of people my age are "rebelling" or asserting their individuality by embracing the 50s because maybe they grew up in the 70s and 80s with a working mom and Claire Huxtabel so now baking bread in heels and an apron seems quaintly retro and awesome. And their mom's are going, "Red lipstick and homemade cupcakes? Yeah--we remember Donna Reed just a little too well for it to be awesome to us." Kind of like how I remember baggy fluorescents and stinky plastic flats just a little too well for the 80s to be awesome to me."

My argument in a nutshell. I can guarantee you that Tyler will read this and say:"that's what you were saying?!" But that was my argument with a dash of wartalk, the gospel, and a sprinkling of patriotism thrown in for good measure.

What was the point of this post? Who knows. I'm hiding in our bedroom trying to avoid having to get my house all spic and span due to the imminent arrival of the inlaws. It is nearly impossible to get my house spic and span due to the fact that every time I turn around some child of mine is making a mess in the area I just cleaned and snacking on something crumbly in every room BUT the kitchen and if they don't stop I might have yet another psychotic break!! Did I mention that I was a satisfied and contented hausfrau?

To top it all off tonight is pack meeting for scouts...another enigma...is scouting a kind of cultish worship of the Jungle Book with a Native American vibe thrown in for flava? Why does being called akela give me the creeps? Discuss.

This is what happens to me before the arrival of the inlaws...I clearly lose my mind...that and my neck has seized. Later.

Why Can't They Make a Sunblock That Smells like Coconut?


Shouldn't this be possible? I mean they can grow an ear on the back of a hairless mouse. Why not make sunblock/sunscreen smell good? I'm jaded. I just had an appointment with my dermatologist and things didn't go well. I got scolded....more than scolded...I got upbraided. I felt like I was sixteen and just got caught sneaking out...except that I had the added humiliation of wearing a paper gown.

I had gone in for my usual. Mole checks and melasma. What is melasma you ask? If you aren't acquainted with this nuisance consider yourself lucky...like those of you who don't have cellulite...and those who have thick and luxurious hair. Damn you lucky people!! The symptoms of melasma are dark, irregular patches commonly found on the upper cheeks, nose, lips, upper lip, and forehead. It used to be called "the mask of pregnancy" only mine lingers after pregnancy...long after. The solution is to stay out of the sun and wear copious amount of sunscreen. That is easier said than done since where I live I feel like a character in the Ray Bradbury short story All Summer in a Day. If the sun is out...I must be in it. Basking.

"Well Kristin...It looks like you were in here about melasma three years ago. I told you what you needed to do to get rid of it. Why didn't you do it?" said Dr. M. In trying to defend myself I launched into my sordid past of trying to get pregnant...miscarriages...pregnancy...breast-feeding...during none of which can her precious cream be used. She softened slightly. She wrote out my paper to get the precious cream again. Then she kindly checked my moles.

Then she got out her little light and began going over my face. That's when the "tsk-tsk"-ing began. "Wow. You've got a lot of sun damage". I do? I swear that I am one of the few in my extended family who religiously wears not only sunscreen but sunblock. I stay a perpetual shade of creamy ivory...barely tanning at all. All this while my mom liberally spritzes herself in coconut oil!! I don't think her skin has ever even been touched by sunscreen. My sisters and brother are the same. I get looks of pity as we compare skin tones. I always win as the fairest in the land. Do I love it? No. I love a nice dark tropical tan but I don't love having moles removed and waiting for the results. Ergo I am pale.

Dr. M asked me if I regularly wear sunscreen...of course. Do I use a moisturizer than contains sunscreen...absolutely. "What is the SPF"? 50 I confidently answered. I just bumped up. "And in your moisturizer? 30...I also just bumped up from 15. Ha! Take that. I was feeling pretty good about myself when she leaned over with her nasty little light and said "You need to be wearing an SPF of 80." What?! Do they even make that? Apparently they do. She also said that I needed to be wearing at least an SPF of 70+ in my daily moisturizer. Then the kicker. "Kristin, do you know those little old ladies that wear the funny hats out in the sun?" Um-yes. "Well...that needs to be you." Fabulous.

Then it got worse. "You need to start applying it on your neck and your decolletage...it is starting to age." How is this possible? I barely have decolletage and now I have "old" decolletage. Rude. I then made the mistake of saying that I really had no idea I had to be so intense about everything and she said "You don't have to be...and you can have wrinkled, patchy skin and skin cancer. It's up to you." (She's kind of a tell-it-like-it-is doctor...but she does have lovely skin.) I then sheepishly nodded that "Yes... I will do a better job of taking care of my skin" grabbed my prescription paper and made a run for the door.

And then I spent my weekend doing this:

Now in case you were worried about my decolletage...don't be. I was slathered in...non-coconut smelling super sunblock and walked away from a day at the lake as milky white as I was before. Jealous?

Summer is here and the heat is on. I love it!!

Three bathing beauties: Elle, River and Ailey

Ailey wearing her 4th of July swimsuit that it was too cold to wear on the 4th of July.

Bryn made in the shade

Stacey (smelling deliciously coconutty) and Ailey

River

Kamers

T.R.O.U.B.L.E.

Wish You Were Here!!

(Now don't forget to wear your sunscreen.)

For Ramona


Remember when I used to write book reviews? It's been a long time. I have had a request for more reviews...so even though Ramona doesn't read my blog...she reads my Goodreads reviews (which are the same) and this is for her. Here are a few easy fun summer reads.


Graceling by Kristin Cashore


This was our book club pick for July. I don't read much YW fantasy...truth be told I don't really like Fantasy... but I was willing to give it a try. My friend, Janyse, described it in such a way that it piqued my interest.

From School Library Journal:

In Katsa's world, the "Graced," those gifted in a particular way, are marked by eyes that are different colors. Katsa's Grace is that she is a gifted fighter, and, as such, she is virtually invincible. She is in the service of her tyrannical uncle, king of one of the seven kingdoms, and she is forced to torture people for infractions against him. She has secretly formed the Council, which acts in the service of justice and fairness for those who have been accused and abused. Readers meet her as she is rescuing the father of the Lienid king, who has been abducted. The reasons for his capture are part of a tightening plot that Katsa unravels and resolves, with the help of Prince Po, the captive's grandson. He has his own particular Grace, and he becomes Katsa's lover and partner in what becomes a mortally dangerous mission.


I was drawn in from the start. I liked this tale of the seven kingdoms and "gracelings." I liked the world that Kristin Cashore created. I liked the action, adventure, danger and intrigue that Katsa and Po undertake. That said...I somewhat disliked the main character, Katsa. She was too bad-@##. Don't get me wrong...I like a strong female character...but Katsa was rough around the edges and I didn't ever really warm up to her. Plus her name is just a tad to close to "Katniss" and I felt like that was contrived. Also-- who names the hot male love interest "P0"? All that does is conjure images up images of a giant teletubby. Not sexy.

My main complaint is with the author's blatant feminist agenda. Marriage equals bondage. Children equal bondage. The anti-marriage attitude of the main character was too over the top and in your face. I have since read that the author said that she had no "agenda" and didn't intend for her book to be taken in that light. I have to say BOLOGNA!! Get real.

So even though I sound critical I did get lured into the Seven Kingdoms world and I actually enjoyed it. I would under no circumstances recommend this for a 13 year-old due to the anti-marriage/let's just be lovers attitude. But for an adult who has a bit more life experience and can read between the lines it's a fun summer read.

My rating: Good.

Fire by Kristin Cashore

Graceling was Kristin Cashore's debut novel...this is her second novel...although it is a prequel to Graceling. My friend, Janyse, said that I would like this book even better than the first. She was correct. I did.

From School Library Journal:

"This fantasy, shot through with romance and suspense, is set in the same world as Graceling (Dial, 2008), but on the far side of the mountain barrier in the kingdom of the Dells. Here there are monsters, enhanced and exceptionally beautiful versions of various animal species. Fire is a human monster, so beautiful that she has to hide her hair for fear of attack by both raptor monsters and human men. She is able to enter other people's minds and exert power over them. It is a tumultuous time in the kingdom, as various lords are preparing to overthrow the king, and Fire is drawn into the fray."

I feel that in this book Cashore has grown as a writer. I felt that the writing, plot, character development, establishment of scene, all of it really, improved in her second book which had a more adult tone. I enjoyed the characters in this book much more than those in Graceling. The protagonist, Fire, has strength AND vulnerability which makes her a much more likeable character. This was a story with appealing characters (except for creepy Leck and Cansrel) and a compelling plot. When I started it I was unsure that I would like it and it took a bit to work my mind around Cashore's concept of "monsters" but once I did I was pulled in and enjoyed it.

This book still pushes an anti-marriage agenda but it is a bit more subtle. The pro-casual sex attitude of this book is blatant and, in my opinion, irresponsible. So once again I would not recommend it for it's YA teen audience. But like Graceling, I enjoyed it and will read the third in the trilogy.

My rating: Good...slightly better than Graceling.


The Disreputable History of Frankie Landau-Banks by E. Lockhart


I read about this book on my friend Lucy's blog. It sounded interesting so I checked it out from the library. This is more YA literature. Who knew I would be reading so much?

From Booklist:

"... In the summer between her freshman and sophomore years, Frankie Landau-Banks transforms from “a scrawny, awkward child” with frizzy hair to a curvy beauty, “all while sitting quietly in a suburban hammock, reading the short stories of Dorothy Parker and drinking lemonade.” On her return to Alabaster Prep, her elite boarding school, she attracts the attention of gorgeous Matthew, who draws her into his circle of popular seniors. Then Frankie learns that Matthew is a member of the Loyal Order of the Basset Hounds, an all-male Alabaster secret society to which Frankie’s dad had once belonged. Excluded from belonging to or even discussing the Bassets, Frankie engineers her own guerrilla membership by assuming a false online identity."

This was a fun, witty and smart read. I really enjoyed it. I like a YA book that makes you think...there are so few of them. Hello Twilight. Frankie Landau-Banks is a unique and fresh protagonist. What's more...she's smart!! While this book is a quick and easy read some of the themes would make for great discussion. Perfect book club choice. I love that the main character analyzes. She thinks deep thoughts. She actually READS. (You had me at P.G. Wodehouse.) Has Bella even heard of Wodehouse? Um...no. (I love it when authors allude to other works. It makes me happy. Thanks Mrs. Dunseth for making me write several papers about this in high school.)

This book asks questions about power, gender expectations, self-worth versus value assigned by society and female empowerment in a fun and fresh way. It had me analyzing my own behavior in high school. I loved the whole "should I wear my boyfriend's shirt or not" part. The "what does that say about me?" Does it mean that I am so fabulous that he wants everyone to see that he likes me or is he marking his territory or am I just his doll to dress up? Great writing.

(BTW-teenage Kristin wore Rex's shirt with PRIDE and bragged to all her friends. She never even batted an eye. To her it was proof of how much he liked her. Teenage Kristin was not deep. Sadly teenage Rex probably wasn't making a statement when he let teenage Kristin wear his shirt. It was just a shirt. But it is fun to talk about now. Did you wear your boyfriend's shirt?)

As for Frankie, I admired her for her passion but sometimes I didn't really like her. I thought she was too much. She took things too far. She became obsessed, made some bad choices that led her down some bad roads i.e. civil disobedience etc. but I understood where she was coming from and what led her there.

All in all, I found this to be a fun and thought-provoking book.

My rating: Good.

The Fourth of July Weekend 2010


Let's just say the weather was cold, rainy and horrible over the 4th. But...the weather has been gorgeous ever since hence the lateness of this post. Who wants to be inside on the computer while the sun is shining? Not me.

We spent the 4th at the lake with a whole bunch of family. My mom, Ken, his son, wife and kids, Kelley, Elle, Kelley's friend Monique and her daughter Charley, Stacey and family, my Uncle Mike and Aunt Bonnie, Justin and Hannah and their family, Wendy and Ben and their family, Jen and Jackson, Paul and Whitney and my grandma. It was quite a group; a little crazy; and a lot of fun.

We went to the parade

Front row left to right: Grace, Reilly, Haylee, Kameron, Jen, Peyton, Jackson, Uncle Mike, Ailey, Addision, and Miley, Justin and Hannah. Back row: Tyler, Bryn, Whitney, Paul, Aunt Bonnie.

Jackson, Uncle Mike, Ailey, Addie, Miley, Justin and Gavin

(Photo Courtesy of Whitney)

Addie, Ben, Miley, Wendy, Peyton with Gavin to the side.

Bryn loved the parade and had a great time doing her own parade wave and waving her flags!!

Hanging out

(Photo Courtesy of Whitney)

Our group was so large we ate meals in shifts. Shift one...the kids.

Shift two...the adults

(Photo Courtesy of Whitney)

Haylee, Reilly and Grace

Mom and Bonnie

Paul and his very cool dog Mugzy

Kameron

(Photo Courtsey of Whitney)

Uncooperative weather over the week forced a whole bunch of kids...indoors. Thank goodness for DVDS.

Bryn loved the rocking horse

Here she is yelling with joy!!

Yay Fireworks!!

The kids had a great time running and jumping over the smoke bombs

Paul, Ben and Peyton

Uncle Mike, Gavin, Justin and Whitney

I don't think I've ever laughed so hard around a bonfire than I did this weekend with this group!!

(Photo Courtesy of Whitney)

I love this picture!! This is only about 1/2 of the kids too.

Over the week we eventually dared venture into the water. It was still pretty chilly.

Grace and Reilly

Kameron and Ailey

(Photo Courtesy of Hannah)

Me, Bryn (doing her parade wave again), Kelley and Elle

These two are so cute they are edible!!

Haylee and Justin

Hope you all had a wonderful 4th of July weekend.

God Bless America!!