The Easiest Way to Grill Corn ๐Ÿด What’s For Dinner Wednesday

Mr. Little Mama and I have been married almost 11 years, having known each other for nearly 25, and he still manages to surprise me once in a while. Usually in the kitchen. We’d been married several years when I proposed to make homemade pizza one night. The kitchen being my personal territory I got a little tweaked when Mr. Little Mama started getting bossy with me about how to roll the dough, etc., which is when he explained to me that the magnets we’d had on our fridge for the past several years were for a pizza place he owned for a spell when he was in college. Oh. I always wondered about “The Plum Tomato”. Now I know the man really knows pizza.

Last summer we had a similar get-off-my-turf debate, which I lost, over how to grill corn. As it turns out, Mr. Little Mama spent several summers selling grilled corn to stoners at Grateful Dead shows, dragging a load of hot cooked ears around in a big black garbage bag. Those with the munchies are often not choosers, but they did get lucky on these occasions because Mr. Little Mama does know a thing or two about how to grill corn.

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The best thing about his technique is how easy and foolproof it is. Having trailed charred corn husks around more than one kitchen I know too well mistakes can be made. Grilled corn is just that much more delicious than boiled corn, and with Mr. Little Mama’s approach is actually a simpler process – the husks and silks slip off completely and easily without a bit of mess. Who knew? Well, he did, actually. Sometimes it is best not to question the Mister.

The Easiest Way to Grill Corn
 
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Ingredients
  • Corn
  • Sugar
  • Water
  • Aluminum foil

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  1. Throw your corns (husk on) in a clean sink filled with water, and sprinkle in a generous amount of sugar, ¼ cup or so. Swirl with your hand. Let soak a good long while, at least 15 minutes, maybe all day. When you are ready with your hot grill, wrap each ear of corn in foil. Place corn on an out of the way spot on the grill (maybe an upper rack if your grill has one) while you are grilling the rest of dinner, and leave it to cook for 25 to 30 minutes. After removing from grill, vent the foil a bit to let the steam out, then unwrap completely. Husk corn using an oven mitt to hold the ear – the husk and silk should easily slip off.

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Hello, Gorgeous! DIY Stenciled Doormat ๐Ÿ“Œ DIY

Have you ever picked up the HGTV magazine?

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I didn’t need another magazine to fall in love with, and yet fall I have. It’s all easy DIY home inspiration and how-to with lots of color. Speak my name, HGTV!

In the current issue (cover above), there was an easy how-to do DIY a stenciled doormat using a custom stencil from Stencilease. Just what my front patio needed – I bought a bright blue-and-yellow welcome mat at Target a few years ago, but it has long since lost its vibrancy and punch. For $35 odd bucks in a week I had my custom stencil.

doormat1Yes, that says “hello, gorgeous”. It actually has an exclamation point at the end but I somewhat overestimated the generosity of my doormat so it didn’t quite make it. I could have gone with “hi” or “welcome” or even “go away” (maybe should have gone with “go away” since our very first post-doormat bell-ringers were a pair of sketchy Teens for Jesus Against Drugs solicitors), but no. “Hello, gorgeous”, I decided, was what I wanted our visitors to hear as a welcome. Put smiles on their faces, right?

I picked up a basic coir doormat and two cans of paint at Home Depot. I sort of think Lowe’s is for women and Home Depot is for men, no? Anyway, a quart of each color is what I got, which is way more paint that I actually needed for this project but I am going to use the rest for other stuff to come. I also got a stencil paintbrush and oh how glad I am. I was thinking I really needed one of those flat-headed foam dabber things, but the brush was exactly what was needed to get the paint down in there.

The HGTV how-to said to apply a “generous” coat of paint, then let dry for 10 minutes before lifting straight up. I applied two generous coats to make sure it really got in there.

doormat2I did “gorgeous” first, then turned the whole thing 180 degrees and did “hello” from upside down. 30 or so minutes later, voila!

doormat3Cute, no?

doormat4It perfectly picks up the colors in my Adirondack chairs and the throw pillows (also painted by moiself).

doormat5Our front patio had sort of been lacking for a while but now it’s a nice place to hang out and enjoy the mountain view. (I don’t know what’s going on with the color in this photo – obviously need to play a little more with my camera settings.)

So there it be – could your doormat use an upgrade?

This Little Mama DIY stenciled doormat

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“You’re the Biggest Midget Ever” – RHONJ Season 5, Episode 3 Recap

Hope you had a great Father’s Day! Appropriately enough, last night’s RHONJ used a dad (several dads, actually) to create conflict and drama. Nothing says “I Love My Dad” like using him as a hoe to sow dissent!

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We begin with Tre at the gym, where she’s hanging off TRX bands and tossing Kettlebells around, further underlining my certainty that I would not want to meet her in a dark alley. That gurrl is fierce! Tre and her trainer/friend, Linda, get to chatting about Gia’s upcoming coed 12th birthday party at which she will apparently become an adult in the temple given the scale of this extravaganza. Tre shares that when Gia’s older she’s going to take her to the gyno and if she’s not a virgin she’s going to disown her. Charming. Anyway: Tre is having this big huge party and after her meeting with Caroline decided to go ahead and invite Gorilla Joe & Co., because she “loves to have people prove me wrong”. That really sounds like a commitment to family harmony right there.

Speaking of the Gorilla, he’s hauling huge boxes around the Laurita Zone, because Jacq has heard that Nicholas may benefit from sleeping in a hyperbaric oxygen chamber so she went and ordered him one, just like Michael Jackson used to sleep in.

so is it just me in there, or can some kids fit too?
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Yes, when your kid needs help you will do anything. Gorilla Joe and Chris set it up and Jacq and Nicholas zip themselves in, and hot damn he loves it! Thank Chaka Khan because that thing cannot have been easy or cheap to acquire. Joe and The Godmother get teary and reflective about how certain things are important and certain things are nonsense. We all know what they’re tawking about.

So on the subject of nonsense, Jacq leaves the babysitter upstairs with Nicholas in The Chamber and goes downstairs with The Godmother to tawk. Caroline tells her that Tre expects an apology and they both give that idea a big guffaw. Jacq thinks Tre owes the apology and to hell if she cares about getting it. Caroline suspects they both secretly have regrets. Jacq thinks it’s ironic that Tre needs Caroline to mediate between herself and Joe – she makes all this noise about not wanting outside interference and then she wants outside interference. Come on, we all know that broad talks one thing out one side and another out the other. The state of the situation is that Caroline at least made progress with Tre as to Joe… although she’s not going to tell Joe that Tre wants an apology from him. Eeek! That could be a big, big mistake. Caroline thinks Joe should tell his dad that he’s trying to make it work with Tre and at least get on the good side. I am starting to wonder if Papa Gorga has a good side, aren’t you? Something’s not right there.

Speaking of the Juice, Juicy Smurf and Juicy Gia are out for frozen yogurt together to talk about puberty and S-E-X and all sorts of painfully awkward tween subjects. Joe thinks Gia needs to be nicer to her sisters, and Gia tells him she’s mad at Milania for telling her she has a “hairy grill”. Ohmiword, Milania! Let’s be honest people: the only reason any of us watch this train wreck is for the Milaniaisms. That girl needs a spinoff! And P.S. Gia if you were mad about the “hairy grill” comment you didn’t need to repeat it on camera. We all would have missed hearing it, but you could have been spared a little puberty awkwardness. Juice is confused and doesn’t know why Milania says Gia has a hairy mouth and Gia gives him the Bea Arthur. Moving on, Juice wants to know if boys ask Gia out (duh, yes) and lay down de law: no kissing until 21, and no giving boys what they want. Like that’s going to work. Also, no smoking, which Gia says is no problem. “It’ll stunt your growth and you’re a midget,” he says. “You’re the biggest midget ever,” she retorts. So, so true.

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At the Wakile Residence, Kathy and Rich arrive home in the rain to discover the Ferrari is gone. Where could it be? Out for a joy ride with Lil’ Rich and Rosie, of course! Rich acts like he’s all mad but really he thinks it’s funny, whereas Kathy is attempting to act like an actual parent in the situation. They all laugh at her in her tight sausage jeans tucked into cowboy boots and her Outback hat. “Come on, Crocodile Dundee,” says Rich. I wish Kathy would go less for trends and more for flattery.

Back to the Juice, where Juicy Smurf is driving Tre someplace and they are talking about how her dad is back in the hospital, this time in ICU with pneumonia and driving all the nurses crazy. WAIT: why is Juicy Smurf driving? Doesn’t he have a suspended license? Isn’t all this legal hoodeha he’s in (soon going to trial) over how he tried to get a fake ID using his brother’s identification, all because his own driver’s license was revoked due to DUIs and whatnot? Is anyone in the state of New Joisey watching this? Tre is all beside herself because if her dad goes then the only important person left for her is her brother. What about your husband? Your KIDS? This woman’s pathological need to keep her brother tucked up in her armpit is truly unhinged.

As far as Gorilla Joe goes, he’s sick with self-pity and a cold, and he must have left his balls at the Minute Clinic. I hope they will return them at the drive-thru pharmacy. He’s also all mad that things are bad with Tre just at a time when things are bad in general. He’s a simple kind of guy and just wants one thing to be bad at a time, is that so much to ask? Mel wants things to be civil and can’t believe The Godmother injected herself into the situation rather than just leave them alone to sort it out, because they were doing so well at that. Mel tells Gorilla Joe that they have been invited to Gia’s birthday party. Gorilla does not want to go. For one thing, he isn’t ready and wants to hurt Tre. For another, he really doesn’t like to go out without his balls.

More Mel as now SHE’s at the same gym where Tre was working out at the opening curtain. Well, they do live in the same ‘hood. Mel is sweating with the oldies, and Kathy, at some throwback step class and Kathy’s all mad because she wasn’t expecting so much bouncing. Kathy does not seem like the fitness type, does she?

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Afterward at the smoothie bar, Mel shares that Gorilla Joe is so sick he lost his balls. Oh, and Mel’s throat doesn’t feel that hot either, so they are avoiding visiting Papa Gorga in the hospital. Makes enough sense to me, even if it sounds a little weak. Not that I’d want to visit my angry father-in-law in the hospital without my husband, either. Now here comes Jacq just in time for a little smoothie and she has conveniently missed the entire sweat session due to almost getting hit by a car and other frivolous excuses, oh, and she just doesn’t work out in gyms. ‘Cause, you know, there are people there, and all that bouncing. Speaking of people, they realize they are being WATCHED by Tre’s trainer/spy/spokesperson, Linda. Busted! She’s gonna phone it in and they all know it.

Speaking of Tre, she’s back with Kim D. in that hideous sweat ensemble with the distressed, beglittered baseball hat which is, it would seem, the same outfit she was wearing in last week’s episode when The Godmother conveniently called to schedule The Ho Ho Kusummit. Things are not adding up, girls! Not that I really know what it means, but something is out of order here. Anyway, Tre tells Kim D. that she wants Joe to come to the party and that she’s all mad that neither he nor Mel has been to the hospital to visit Angry Papa. Speaking of, as predicted now Linda’s on the horn to report that all three of Tre’s least favorite people are at HER gym and they are faaaaaaaaat. Tre and Kim D. cackle and rub their hands together. FAAAAAAAAAT!

Now Caroline and Chris are returning to the Primary Manzo Residence in Franklin Lakes to collect some lamps and china, and what do they find in the driveway but a pig named Moo Shu! Not to be alarmed, he’s with sister Fran. Sister Fran is known for bringing baby animals home (she is a vet tech). Chris says she’s turning the house into a petting zoo and that the scariest part is that he’s not surprised. Fran, it seems, is pigsitting Moo Shu and plans to keep him in the garage in a crate and she’s going to sleep there, too. Maybe there is too much dogshit in the house to sleep inside at this point.

Tre takes her girls to Da Salon to get their hairs did for Gia’s bat mitzvah and they are predictably out of control. Tre wants Milania’s hair parted in the middle, but Milania does not like butt parts and will not have it. “It’s my decision: zip it and be quiet!” Isn’t this child about 6? Tre moves on to harassing Gia about Zio Joe and Gia rolls her eyes. Nothing worse that burdening children with adult problems, if you ask me. Gia got a necklace from her BFFL (what the hell is that?) and he’s a HE! Tee hee! Everyone gives her crap about it. Milania loves the BFFL because, as she says, “I’m into older men.” Sounds like it’s time for a chat with Papa Smurf!

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Also doing hair is Melissa, but she’s at home emptying a full can of hairspray onto two very small little boy heads that have absolutely no need for product but significant reliance on oxygen, which has been entirely displaced at the moment. Lips are blue. She’s getting da kids ready to go to da bat mitzvah, and Gorilla’s not going because he hasn’t been by to collect the balls yet. And he doesn’t want to go anyway. Mel looks genuinely nervous, and she should be, because even though it’s a kids’ party she suspects Kim D., instigator of Strippergate, will be there anyway in all her kidless, hateful glory. Gorilla says all that Tre will need is Trainer Linda to make it a trifecta of vicious idiocy. “They are Moe and Larry – just missing Curly.” Feel the love, people.

Continuing the search for a storyline, Kathy sends her kids to go visit Great Uncle Gorga in the hospital and stays home in bed with Rich to ponder the family ill-will toward her. Kathy repeats the issue about Papa Gorga from last season’s reunion: that she went to see Papa Gorga, for some reason, and he walked out, for some reason, and that’s what caused her to call him a “coward” on TV which caused Tre to go batshit shrieky which caused Rosie to go Incredible Hulk backstage. Kathy has since apologized to Papa Gorga but he still doesn’t like her and her buggy eyes. Rich thinks she should go visit him in the hospital if only as a fork you to Tre. Kathy is teary and blinks a lot.

Time for the bat mitzvah. Champagne, snowball! The cake is a pair of neon lips and was it just me or was there something uncomfortably gynecological looking about that cake?

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Also, I think Gia’s BFFL (best friend for life) swings a little left, if you know what I mean. Her very own pocket gay and just 12 years old! And guess what but not only is Larry there but Curly, too. All set up and loaded for bear. Tre tells Kim D. that her dad is getting out of the hospital tomorrow – he’s been there for four days and Melissa didn’t even visit until TODAY. Can you believe it? Good grief. So Mel shows up and Kim D. immediately slinks over and starts interrogating her about when did she visit Papa Gorga and when was she at the gym and Mel’s face is like WTF and I am confused too. “I’m not accusing you of anything,” Kim says, sleekly. Mel thinks it’s between her and her husband when she visits her father-in-law and you know what Three Stooges? She is totally right about that.

So now here comes Tre and this same pointless convoargument circles the drain a little more. “I’m not interrogizing you, sweetheart,” croons Tre. I don’t know what she’s doing but I think interrogizing is an apt description for it. Tre thinks Mel is lying to “protect her image”, because, you know, she’s running for office someday. I think she’s pretty clearly a person who doesn’t feel too comfortable with her father-in-law alone, and who can blame her? Tre is going to bust her by dragging Mel in to visit Papa Gorga together and have a big blow up with him in it which will be excellent for his weak, ailing heart, won’t it? Let’s argue about a bunch of BS, it’ll be fun! Mel is done here and collects the baby Gorillas before cake. Tre bitches that she can’t even ask Mel a question. Nope, you can’t. Why does she need to? WHO CARES?

Next time: Caroline’s introducing the world to her balls. Mel’s writing a marriage advice book and struggling with the fact that her dad poked it in a lot of different holes around the Jersey Shore. Tre doesn’t want anything to do with Kathy or Rosie, and when she finally gets together with Gorilla he doesn’t want anything to do with her. Ciao for now!

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Summer Reading List ๐Ÿ“‹ Top 5

Lest you worry my only cultural recreation is watching Housewives franchises, I am happy to ease your mind with the assurance that I am actually a really big reader. As morally opposed as I was to the e-reader, I have to say that my Nook has become my very best friend. I love loading free samples of books that interest me so I never forget to come back to them later. While I firmly believe it’s always a great time to read, there’s something about summer that seems like a reading season. Maybe it’s the fact that so many good books get released, or the associations I have of reading with beaches, docks, pool chairs, porches, and warm nights.

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We’re a few weeks into official summer around here and I have already finishedย The Interestings, by Meg Wolitzer, which I enthusiastically recommend. It’s a smart, funny novel about a group of lifelong friends who meet at summer camp in the 70s, and where their intersecting lives take them as they grow into adulthood. A must read.

Here are the top 5 books I am looking forward to reading next this summer:

1.ย The Uninvited Guests by Sadie Jones

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This one I’ve actually just started reading. If you are longing for Downton you might enjoy the upstairs/downstairs aspect of this novel about a British family residing in a manor home who take in a large group of displaced train passengers after there’s a derailment.ย I love Britishisms and wry Brit humor, and so far this delivers.

2.ย Sisterland by Curtis Sittenfeld.

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I am a big fan of Curtis Sittenfeld. I find her writing sharp, her observations clever, and her sense of character remarkable, so I’ve got Sisterland pre-purchased in my Nook waiting for the June 25 release.ย Sisterland is a novel about twin sisters who share a psychic gift which only one of them is comfortable with. After one sister goes public with a prediction of looming disaster, the more reserved sister must come to terms with both her twin and herself.

3. And The Mountains Echoedย by Khaled Hosseini

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This is no doubt on the must-read list for anyone who has read The Kite Runner orย A Thousand Splendid Suns. Like his other books this novel takes readers on a tour of far-flung, often little-understood places around the globe, as it considers who we love and how we love them.

4.ย The Engagements by J. Courtney Sullivan

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I read Sullivan’s bookย Maine just last summer on its release and can’t believe she has a new novel so close behind it. Inย The Engagements, four marriages unfold at different times over the last hundred years, each revealing a different way that “a diamond lasts forever”.

5. The Aviator’s Wifeย by Melanie Benjamin

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The Aviator’s Wife is a work of historical fiction, imagining the marriage of Charles Lindbergh and his wife Anne Morrow Lindbergh, one of the first “celeb couples” to capture the American imagination. As the wife of a pilot and mother of a pack of airplane-mad little boys, I am curious to know whatย The Aviator’s Wife was really like.

What are you reading this summer?

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Kicking the “Summer Bucket List”

If you are like me and are on Pinterest, or read blogs, or get parenting magazines, or vaguely plugged in, you are no doubt familiar with a phenomenon that has sprouted up the past few years: the “summer bucket list”. And you may be feeling some pressure to adopt such a “bucket list” yourself.

 

I, too, have been drawn to the idea of the “bucket list”. I have even printed off some cute free printable cards, and cut them apart with my paper trimmer. But then, I stopped. And smacked my head on my keyboard a few times.

 

I am drawing a line in the Pinterest sand, people: I am hereby officially rejecting the goddamn “bucket list”. I am doing so publicly and irrevocably. For one thing, I absolutely loathe the moronic term “bucket list”, and will hereafter use the acronym “BL” or “SBL” in it’s place. For another, I feel more than enough pressure to accomplish certain things and guide my children in a healthy, productive, creative fashion without requiring cute printables or posters or labels or anything involving pennants, clothespins, popsicle sticks, or the like. I do a lot. I do enough. I will not do this. You are welcome to join me.

 

If I were to have an SBL”, here’s what would be on it:

1. Potty train Small.
2. Nap.
3. Drive. A lot.
4. Consider going nocturnal.
5. Drive. More.
6. Eat corn.
7. Get oil changed.
8. Try to figure out how to rid TV room carpet of poop smell.

Because that, my friends, is my summer reality.

 

Just to be clear, I am anything but opposed to the idea of doing fun stuff in the summer. I am also hardly opposed to planning; several years ago, before this stupid BL term emerged through cheesy old man movies, I too tried to establish something of a summer activity plan to make sure we didn’t spend all day every day doing laundry and watching Thomas videos. My plan was organized by the alphabet: we went to the Aquarium. We made paper mache hot air Balloons (which we never finished). I believe we skipped C for some reason, and went to the Desert Museum for D. We checked out the Elephants at the zoo. You get the idea. Somewhere around H or K we experienced a summer illness and the whole thing went off the rails. And I felt like a total failure as a parent for it, not that anyone else cared.

 

What I object to about the SBL, aside from the BL term itself, is the pressure. Summer is not supposed to be hard work – it’s supposed to be fun, and spontaneous, and casual. Stuff on the BL may be fun, but all this contrived planning – not to mention the overworked accompanying form of presenting said BL cleverly – is the antithesis of spontaneous and casual. And the PRESSURE: not only to come up with the list, but to embrace it, to create some pretty printables and a charming scrapbook to contain the memories created, which further means you have to complete The List or you don’t have a worthy relic. The SBL is the ultimate, the all-time leaderboard champion of Pinterest anxiety, and I say no. No. I am Pig I Won’t.


It seems to me that my best summer childhood memories all involve tossing convention aside and indulging in something we were not supposed to be doing. Like the night that we made up some game with very involved rules and were allowed to stay out on the lawn way past dark to play. Or spraying a hose into the dining room during a watergun fight that went way, way too far. Or lugeing down a grassy hill in ponchos during a rainstorm. These uniquely-summertime activities do not, cannot find their way onto SBLs. They are not planned, they just happen. And if anyone has skinnydipping on their SBL, I guarantee it will be far less fun than the dipping done free of a list of assigned activities. The accomplishments of my summers past are largely things I decided I wanted to do as the inspiration seized me: making a blueberry pie from scratch, or learning to do a backflip off the diving board. Neither took hold as assignments on a family pennant mounted on the mantel the first day after school got out.

 

So all of this kvetching is is not to say I am not trying to get my kids out doing fun stuff this summer. Far from it: we have plenty of fun things planned, and in between LegoFest and staycations and excursions I am dragging them out to do anything I can think of in order to peel them away from Minecraft videos or, in the case of Small, this weird “All About Airplanes” video on Netflix that I think he has watched 24 times. Today. That can’t be right, he hasn’t been awake that many hours. But it seems like that.

 

And this is also not to give the impression that I am criticizing any mother for whom the SBL is fun or otherwise provides any benefit. I have seen some really cute lists out there, and they tempt me. They also make me sad that having a lemonade stand on our virtually empty cul-de-sac, or making a sandcastle in the salty breeze of a pristine white beach, or leaping into a lazy (natural) river off a Mountain Dew tire swing are just not things that are going to happen for us out here on Brown Acres where today it was 107. If you live in a more hospitable climate and feel like gittin’ it done, Pinterest will be your friend! Go forth and craft!

 

And I do, very much, appreciate the ideas other moms have for stuff to do that I wouldn’t think of or know how to do in the first place. In fact, I would highly recommend the e-book 50Kidventures for anyone, especially moms of boys, in need of inspiration to get outside and do something different in summertime, or anytime. We all need to think ahead and we all need ideas once in a while. We just don’t really need a decorated jar full of festooned sticks to tell us it’s time to make ice cream or fly a kite. And I, for one, do not need that jar full of sticks staring me in the face, filling my heart with guilt over my children’s tragic lost summer on a day when we have to get the oil changed or the mini is going to go up in smoke.

 

So: No. In my case, I am way too all about structure and organization, and aware that my kids would benefit from a fair bit more unstructured time once in a while. Summer is that brief while. There will be a lot of fun, but there will be no list. And no popsicle sticks. Maybe I won’t wear a bra, either. Look out, people!

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One-Pot Pasta ๐Ÿด What’s for Dinner Wednesday

I don’t know about you, but I have found myself busier and more rattled this summer than during the school year. It’s killing me, people! Two Housewives to recap, swim lessons, tutoring, three separate camp activity programs, every week a one-off… plus the regular stuff. So I could not have been happier to see a recipe for One-Pot Pasta in my latest issue ofย Martha Stewart Living.

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A confession: I don’t normally like Martha’s recipes all that much. I can’t put my finger on exactly what doesn’t connect with me, but they just don’t connect. So when I made this, I tried out some of the modifications from the Apron Strings Blog, using my first fresh tomatoes from my garden, adding some fresh mozzarella, and leaving out the oregano because I didn’t have it. I think using vegetable broth and the sweet onion were genius adjustments. Big thought it was the best spaghetti he has ever had and loved the creamy texture. Medium and Small ate without complaint and that’s a triumph. As for me, it was one of the easiest meals I have ever whipped up, even though I had to turn the stove on. This is going to become a near-weekly dinner dish, I predict. Hop on over to Apron Strings and give it a whirl.

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Mind Your Manners and Eat Your Vegetables – Made Fun! ๐Ÿ… Giveaway

My dear friend Brian, who in the past has introduced me to homemade big-batch limoncello and dandelion greens, most recently introduced me to Georgie Porgie, a clever new online boutique offering a vintage spin on thoroughly eternal parenting challenges: getting kids to eat well and mind their manners.

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How cute are these darling illustrations by artist Jeffrey Harris? They could not look more like they jumped off the page of a Golden Book if they tried. Love those cherubic little faces.

Like every other mother in America (and apparently unlike those in France), I struggle with getting my kids to eat a healthy, balanced diet. Medium in particular presents a perplexing case of misinformation; he keeps begging for sugary cereals in the grocery cart because “grain and sugar, good and bad: that’s a balance!” Small insists cookies are a food group so he’s another issue entirely. Big has at least grown willing to try salad. My ongoing mealtime battle is further complicated by the fact that my kids are lean, mean metabolizing machines. Trying to get my kids to eat healthy AND eat enough to put on weight (while not putting on weight myself…) can be maddening.

That’s why I fell in love with Georgie Porgie’s melamine nutrition plates and corresponding “eat the rainbow” placemats. Georgie Porgie has merged their charming vintage look with the modern nutrition plate, quite literally, so little diners will KNOW whether their meal presents the “right balance”. The easy-to-clean placemat makes trying a new selection of fruits and vegetables look like an adventure. Medium loves rules, so this dining delivery system speaks to him. Speaks to me, too.

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“I like NoNo. He’s a nice little fellow.” ๐Ÿท RHONJ Season 5 Episode 2 recap

Back to the land of bridges and tunnels, where much fuss is aflutter at Juice Central. One of the little Juicys is helping Tre cook something and the other ones are shrieking at her. Gia hopes she gets splattered by hot oil. Tre is encouraging them to stick by each other and “not be like me and Zio Joe”. If wishing bodily harm upon each other how they are going to stick together I think maybe it would be healthier to take a page from the Zio Joe book, myself. So when we’re talking about the ongoing saga of Tre and Joe, we must of course talk about the beloved Gorga parents and how all Tre wants is for them to be cats and dogs living as one. I have to say, when we have time with the senior Gorgas on camera they seem not in the least bit interested in either child or in togetherness. In fact, it seems as though they’d like to get a condo in Ft. Myers and forget the whole mess of them.

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Anyway, Mr. Gorga, better known as “NoNo”, is getting a pacemaker put in and Tre is all worked up about it. One of the little Juicys certainly hopes for the best for NoNo. “I like NoNo,” she says. “He’s a nice little fellow.” Having had a parent with a pacemaker I am happy to tell her it’s no big deal. She’s also mad that Joe isn’t around, of course, and “after the playdate” she doesn’t think Melissa has any interest in “fixing things”. I don’t really know what she’s talking about because I thought the playdate went fine, all things considered. And I thought NoNo had turned on Joe, anyway?

Speaking of Gorilla Joe, over at Villa Gorga the realtor has arrived to meet with Joe and Melissa. They’ve had the house on the market for six months and not one real nibble. Maybe it’s because this faux chateau is listed at $3.8 million. Joe thinks it should be worth 6, anyway, so it’s a bargain. I personally think having your faux chateau heavily featured on a reality TV show is one of those things that decrease curb appeal, but maybe I have different priorities than others. Melissa says that they are selling their dream house, which they built to be within five minutes of Juice Central, to now get away from the Juice. She’s praying to Baby Jesus for the house to sell. Get lots of scoop on this mess and photos here.

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Back at the Manzos Franklin Lakes residence, they are surrounded by a pack of fierce dogs and everyone seems to need coffee. Lauren is here, because she’s still living at home, and so is one of the many Laurita siblings Caroline takes in from time to time. This one is named Fran and she’s a dog rescuer. Better dogs than cats is what I say. So at this point there are as many dogs as people at the Manzos so it’s a good thing they got that condo. It’s like how I had to get a new minivan because the old one had too many goldfish in it. Caroline tells Albert that she’s going to text Caroline to arrange a meeting, and he looks pretty tweaked. More coffee, Albert?

Wakile time, where Lil’ Richie is learning to drive. Big Richie makes a bunch of cheezy sleazy cracks about stick shifts and sex. Gross. And in search of a storyline.

Jacqueline is visiting Parenting magazine where she is shooting her first video blog about their “autism journey”. I really loathe hearing about people’s “journeys”. Bachelors and bachelorettes are on “journeys”, now we’re on an autism “journey”. Meanwhile, Chris is hosting Gorilla Joe at his house for some pool and talk about sex with the missuses. Don’t these two have jobs? Nicholas, Chris shares, is his and Jacq’s “miracle baby” after five miscarriages and a near-miss losing Nick. So they are all in on this deal. Like they have other options? You do what you have to do when you are a parent.

Speaking of medical situations, Tre is outside an emergency room with Kim D., of all people, talking about her dad’s pacemaker procedure which I am entirely sure did not happen in an emergency room, when Caroline texts and asks for a meeting. Tre is “not a grudge holder” and “prefers to forgive and forget”, yeah right, but has no interest in The Godmother’s advice. Kim D., the ball breaker, hopes Caroline is going to be “softer”. Why is this woman here? Does Tre really only have this woman left as a friend? Egads.

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The meeting must be happening immediately because we’re now back at home with the Manzos where Lauren is doing Caroline’s makeup. It’s convenient having a makeup artist in your home but again, doesn’t she work? Lauren thinks Joe needs to realize that his kids are being raised differently than the Juicys, who are being “raised by wolves”. Caroline doesn’t think Tre has anyone in her life being honest with her, so she’s just the gal to step up and do it!

At Juice Central, Tre visits Joe in his office where he is reading da paperworks with a magnifying glass and it’s just a bunch of crap, like loans where he owes millions of dollars and stuff like dat. Tre tells him she’s off to meet with Caroline who she thinks is going to apologize to her because Caroline feels bad for how she treated her. Does Tre feel bad for how she treated Caroline? How about the nasty comment about the rolls of blubber? That Tre is a very black kettle. The thing about this Tre/Melissa situation is that they are both idiots, but all of Tre’s body language and mannerisms when she talks sounds like she doesn’t even believe her shit. I know she’s got a lot of fans who just love her but I think she’s full of caca. Anyway, Tre makes some completely disgusting comment about an old Italian wives tale where women enchant men with their blood and how she thinks Melissa did it to Joe, and even Juicy is grossed out. Even Juicy.

Back with the Wakiles on their search for relevance, where they are visiting daughter Victoria at her Catholic college where she is a day student. You’d think she had moved 10,000 miles away and it was parent weekend, but no, they just saw her this morning when she was eating her cornflakes. Victoria, it seems, is attending Caldwell College to become a nurse practitioner, and it’s going to take until she’s 25 or 26 to graduate. What is she doing, taking one class at a time? Big Rich goes around fingering the dummies. Kathy should not wear skinny jeans. No one over 12 should wear skinny jeans.

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Now we’re off to Villa Gorga where a number of “prequalified buyers” are swinging by to tour the house. Melissa thinks it’s great to be home and have the kids fighting in the den because it shows that this is a house of “love”. Some semi-famous stylist named Misa Hylton is here to check things out. Do stylists make that much money? Well, I googled, and it seems this woman is one of P. Diddy’s babymommas so that’s how she’s rolling it. The point of this woman being here is that her realtor is a new FOH, but I totally missed her name. So far her contribution is pointing out a crack in the ceiling, a broken faucet, and breaking off part of the faux counter which is actually wood pretending to be granite, and then informing the Gorgas that she does not believe they can get $3.8 for this house. Gorilla Joe is astounded. Melissa is crushed. Sweet Baby Jesus, save us! We gotta move!

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It’s time for the Godmother Summit at the Ho-Ho-Kus Inn and Tavern where Caroline has reserved a private room so they can really tawk. Both ladies show up in black-and-peacock ensembles, which is funny. There is awkward hugging and lingering Reunion tension. Caroline tells Tre that her brother asked her to have this meeting with her, and Tre immediately blurts that he’s really scraping the bottom of the barrel now. Way to get things going on the right foot. Caroline tells Tre it’s normal for siblings to fight and Tre instantly objects. “Not for me!” That’s not what we hear, Tre. Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt. But Tre’s going for the Dina jugular now. Caroline assures her that things will be just fine with Dina, and gives Tre an A for effort.

So Tre tells Caroline that Gorilla Joe apologized to Kim D. so why hasn’t he apologized to her? Caroline asks why Kim D. is her friend after what she did to Tre’s own brother. Tre instantly starts barking about what Joe did to her. What did Joe do to her? I can’t remember Joe doing anything. But Tre’s certain she’s been affronted somehow. I don’t know what the hell she’s talking about.

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While these two squabble, the Lauritas are having the rest of the gang over for poker and Rosie’s in with the menz in which it is revealed (a) that she’s a boob girl like everyone else, (b) she is not interested in strap-ons, and (c) she’s never been with a man. Gorilla Joe thinks she needs to get laid by a guy to know for sure she doesn’t like it. Rosie thinks Gorilla needs to get it up the ass to see how it is. Gorilla is alarmed. Chris brings the ladies and Nick in, where he prompts him to say “I love you” to his mom in exchange for a lollipop. Jacq cries and it’s all very sweet.

Back to the squabble, where Tre is telling Caroline it will be a cold day in hell before she makes up with Kathy. That’s like fighting with a kitten, it really is. Who gets mad at kittens? Tre is still furious that Kathy said something about her dad. Oh, stop. But speaking of NoNo, the nice little fellow, Caroline sees her opportunity and tells Tre that she and Joe need to be together so NoNo can experience the closeness and harmony. Magic words. What about Melissa? Caroline thinks they need to make things right slowly. Tre consents. They leave. Caroline’s brain hurts, but she thinks she accomplished something. I don’t see how stating the obvious is such an accomplishment, but whatever.

Next time: the animal defender in Caroline’s house brings home a pig. Speaking of pigs, Lil’ Rich and Rosie hijack dad’s Ferrari, Caroline tells Jacq that Tre expects her to apologize, and things immediately fall apart when Tre accuses Melissa of lying about visiting NoNo in the hospital. Where he was probably on the premises for all of a day.

Ciao for now, babies!

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Father’s Day Gift Ideas ๐Ÿ“‹ Top 5

Father’s Day is around the corner, so here’s a roundup of five cute gift ideas:

1) For the first-time father:

 

2) For the dad who has walls:

 

3) For the dad who drinks:

 

4) For the dad who is always losing his glasses:

 

5) For the dad who has daughters:

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Last Day Splash Bash ๐ŸŽˆ Celebrate

My kids’ last day of school was two weeks ago. We’re two weeks into summer already? Egads!

The last day is traditionally a half-day, and as we have nearly every year except last year (when we were felled by strep) we threw a last-day-of-school splash party for Big and Medium’s classes. This party used to be Big’s birthday party, as his birthday usually falls within a day or two of the last day of school. Then it was Big and Medium’s joint birthday party, as Medium’s is exactly one month later and so many of his friends have fled the oppressive heat by that time. Then they both wanted their own separate birthday celebrations, but still wanted to do the big splash party.

The reasons I oblige and go to all this trouble are (a) I’ve got this party down to a bit of a science, and (b) I consider it something of an effort to foster community for them. There’s no picking and choosing of friends to come – the whole class is invited, and only the class, no one else. This little group has been their community for this year, and they are going to celebrate their year together. Not everyone comes, and that’s fine (that actually helps, because 46 kids is a lot!), but everyone is invited. There’s enough exclusion to be had elsewhere; today the kids all have fun together, and hopefully a few of them find they have more in common than they knew.

As previously established I have a thing for VW buses, so when I found these ADORABLE surf printables from Style Me Gorgeous I was crazy excited.

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I love these printables so much that’s probably also half the reason I continue to have the party, if we’re being honest. Sarah, the genius behind Style Me Gorgeous, could not be sweeter and more helpful. Those Aussie party girls, I tell you! Check out her blog and Facebook page. You have never seen such darling things.

I keep the color scheme simple with a lot of yellow. I have accumulated enough lengths of yellow gingham oilcloth from the local hardware store (sold by the yard – yellow gingham is hard to find but they stock it, yay!) to cover all my tables and our buffet console which runs the length of the house. My DIY changing cabanaย matches perfectly.

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Foodwise, we have a fantastic local chain that caters – and delivers! – 3-foot sub sandwiches and big buckets of flavored ice. We had strawberry, lemon, and the flavor of the month Orange Dream which tastes exactly like St. Joseph’s aspirin. Watermelon and veggie sticks from Costco round it out. I made lemonade and spa water and offered juice boxes as well. The popcorn machine was going all day and I am pretty sure one little friend of Middle’s consumed about half of it.

Most of the kids come home with mine on the bus, so at about 11:53 a stampede can be heard racing down the street. We put a sign out front directing the kids to come around the back gate right into the yard. We hire lifeguards to cover the pool,

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And try to keep things under control on the waterslide. This year one sweet girl came racing up to me in tears because she “got someone’s foot up her booty”. I tried hard not to laugh.

vwparty2Every kid makes their own tie-dye t-shirt to take home for summer. I debated not doing the tie-dye this year, but then remembered that I already had 25 t-shirts tied up in the storage closet from last year’s ill-fated fiesta so what the hell.

vwparty3The tie-dye is easier than you might think. I get squirt bottle kits from Michael’s (two cover the whole party) and tie the shirts up in advance. They soak in a bucket full of water until each child comes up to pick their colors, such as it is. We write their names on a ziploc (labeled with instructions to let sit overnight, then rinse thoroughly under cold water while removing the rubber bands) and stick their dyed shirt inside to pick up on the way out. It’s a mess, but the kit dye isn’t as permanent as the real Rit deal and cleanup isn’t that bad.

The kids also got a CD with a mix that reminds me of the vans of my youth.

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And three hours later, everyone goes home wet, a little pink, and exhausted. Just the way I like it. And so summer begins.

What are your last-day-of-school traditions?

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