The Mostess: October 2009

Friday, October 30, 2009

Mr. and Mrs. Smith

We decided to give Brangelina a run for their money at our "Hollywood couples" Halloween party this evening

I should never dye my hair brown.

And, according to me (and my extensive pop culture knowledge), I present you the best Halloween costume of the entire season: Ms. Lady Gaga.

I *loved* the spooky libations bar. They put so much time and effort into throwing such a killer soiree. Good work, ladies!

But the best part of the party was when we went to the wrong house first--we ate food, partied a bit, checked out costumes, said hello, looked for friends, and then had an awkward exchange with the hostess of the house. She went to take our picture, but lowered the camera and gave us a weird look instead. We looked at her, she looked at us, then we all realized we were at the wrong house. (I thought it was awfully scandalous to have a Katy Perry song playing--I kissed a girl and I LIKED IT!!).

Can I also pretend that I didn't ruin their impeccable spooky food spread by adding (and then leaving) a plastic container of mini-cupcakes?? I was too embarrassed to go back and get them. I'm sure some kid thought he hit pay dirt with those crappy mini cakes.

Happy Halloween--may you always attend the right party.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

I Got People

And those people got me access to an exclusive screening "pre-premiere" of New Moon...on November 18th. That's right--the rest of the little people must wait until November 20th.

I'll be in the press section....with my people.

You should get people.

Lessons I Learned from Chipotle

Back in our newlywed days, a new Chipotle opened up in Foster City. I was excited--I love good Mexican food. They had this highly addictive creamy avocado and corn salsa that was sooo tasty. I would find excuses to go during the week--then it became a few few times a week--soon, it was every single day. I couldn't get enough. Lancer warned me not to eat there all of the time, that I would get sick of it and start hating it. I ignored his sage wisdom.

A few months later, the thought of Chipotle made me want to hork. It took me 5 years before I would eat it again, and I have to say it wasn't even all that great. Bleh.

My point--I think I'm starting to move into that scary territory with Fuel in SJ. They have these grilled pork rolls and mango beef salad that I think about all night and day.

I popped in tonight, and the guy says to me "grilled pork rolls with gluten free sauce and a Diet Coke?" Crap--moving into Chipotle territory, right?

Worse. The food is delivered, and the lady says "here you go, Kaari."

Def-initely Chipotle territory. But I can't stop myself. And I don't think I want to.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Going for Gold

We have been busy partying it up lately--see last post. Did I mention I also had to throw my church's Halloween party on Saturday night? I need a week of straight sleeping.

Last week we were in Utah for Dave and Bon-Bon's 50th wedding anniversary. 50 years! Crazy.

The lovebirds in 1959

And the lovebirds today! Many moves, kids, and hairstyles. Oh, the hairstyles. Bon-Bon had every single hairstyle that was ever popular. Bouffant, beehive, flip, flat, short, long, permed..you name it.

Bonnie is a party gal just like me--so we had dinner on Thursday, Anniversary party on Friday, and Halloween party on Saturday. It was a non-stop party.

Hangin' out with my kind

Madonna and an Arabian Princess...better known as Capree and Avery

Bonnie had spent months putting together a special album for all of the kids with all of their childhood pictures--it was an incredible feat, and a lot of fun to have. I may have to do some scanning.

Bonnie and David checking out the book we put together for them with letters and pictures from all of us.

While we were at dinner, Lancer told me about an Esquire article he had read that said people look better if they show more teeth when they smile. We gave it a try.

Regular smile

Showing more teeth. I think # 1 is the clear winner.

Happy Anniversary Bon-Bon and Dave--we love you! We hope you still love us after you see the above photo.

Nightmare on Golden State Street

My creepy (in a good way) friend April and I had so much fun at our joint birthday party back in April that we decided to co-host another party--our annual Halloween bash!

Have you ever tried to entertain 65 people? It takes a lot of decorating and work. Here are my homemade meatballs getting ready for the oven.

Here's the base for my tomato bisque

And poor Dobbie's worst nightmare...the halo is back on. He got an infected bite near his business, and had been licking it like crazy. I came home from an appointment and knew something was immediately up when Lance and Dogface were both gone. I hightailed it over to the vet, where a very surprised Lancer was weirded out to see me. Mamma's instincts don't just work with kids with 2 legs, ya know. Lance could *never* ever have an affair. I would know in 2 seconds--not that he would try, just sayin. I have good instincts--maybe I should be a PI!

And I was sooooo tired. I threatened to not do the village-I really wasn't going to. At midnight, the night before the party, I freaked out and pulled out a few pieces. Nothing like in the years past--like Diet Village.

April's creative and talented bro Brian helped us with the theme and invite--this year we went with "Nightmare on Golden State Street." AKA you're worst nightmare. Bring on the creative costumes!