Fire and Ice

Yeah, I'm a total freak. But I'm in good company. Behold, the Eclipse party!

Looksi--Jacob decided to swing by for this party! He was tired of cardboard Eddie getting all of the attention. They are now living in the party shed together, and I'm fairly certain I hear allegations of "dog stench" and "bloodsucker" coming from the shed when I'm falling asleep at night. It's exhausting.

Even Dobbie got in on the action. He's totally Team Edward. Or, as Lance asserted "He's trying to hide from the madness--like me." This was before Sharla caught him reading the Eclipse Companion Movie Guide when she ran back into the house to get her sweater. Did you say escaping, or embracing?

We did a taco bar again. Why mess with a good thing? Beef--good! Chips--good! Sweet corn mush--good! Cheese--good! All good.




Twi-Hards are always a fun crowd. It's especially fun when they wrap their various limbs around Edward and Jacob to make them seem more lifelike.

We even had a resident Twi-Guy. Three cheers for Kevin! PS--he loves Smith Morrissey, so he's on the party list for life!

Chelsea and Edward...and Renesme.

Maureen sinking her fangs into Jake

We may have overdone it on the vampy tooth whitening, yes?

A fine place to be, I must say

HT checking out the famous wolfy abs

Sharla chose unwisely. He may be a stand-in space heater, but he's young and volatile. You'll regret it when you make him angry, girl!

Team Renesme!! The party was Chelsea's due date. We told her that she was brave for going to the theatre, but that she better hold off on the whole labor bit because we weren't about to miss a minute of the movie. She did not give birth @ AMC, I am seriously happy to report.

What movie would be complete without a delicious candy bar? No movie I want to see! SOO glad I have to do my glucose test this week.

Upon arriving for the midnight show, we were greeted with this crazy line of superfans. They had several theatres going from midnight on all night long. 4 AM show anyone? Can you imagine? I would die.
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Thanks to all of you crazy ladies who keep me silly, young and fun when I'm feeling boring, old, and prego. We had 3 prego's at the midnight show--how's that for committed fans!

See you when Breaking Dawn, well, breaks in 2011!! Mark your calendars now, girls.

Team Edward for life!! Immortal life!!

Total Eclipse of the Heart

My Peeps came through again. The highly coveted press passes for the Twilight Saga once again landed in my lap. It would have been a crying shame to let them go to waste.

Let me break down my deep thoughts on Eclipse. And they are deep.

The Good

Two words: Sleeping Bag!!

Hot vampy makeouts!

Hot wolfy makeouts!

The sleeping bag!!

Gone is the the white flour, er, makeup from the first 2 movies, as are the bad wigs, Bella's annoying faces/lip biting/hair-behind-ear-tucking, and Edward's overly pained expressions. Some may have even referred to them as constipation-like. Not me, of course, because Rpatz may be reading this right now, and I don't want to be barred from Breaking Dawn. (It was Heather T, RPatz!)

The utterance of the words "Mrs. Cullen." Swoon.

The sleeping bag!!

A totally shirtless Jacob--the entire movie. No, really. Even Edward complains about his lack of shirts.

A certain wolf's 16 pack.

The Bad

Not much to complain about here, though the music wasn't stellar. I prefer the previous soundtracks.

The Ugly

The fuggy engagement ring that's even fuggier than imagined on a large screen. It caused laughter and booing in our theatre. It's almost enough to make you permanently switch to Team Jacob.


This movie is Team 50/50. I loved Edward in Twilight, I learned to love Jacob in New Moon, and I shamelessly bounced back and forth between teams in Eclipse like some dirty little traitor. I'm the Benedict Arnold of the series.

You know what I love more than Edward? The words "Reserved Section." Now that makes me swoon.

The people who took this picture laughed. A lot.

Looking forward to the Eclipse party tomorrow night, ladies! And then off to the midnight showing less than 24 hours from now. Bring on the screaming and fainting tweens! I must say, those not attending the midnight show tomorrow night will be MISSING OUT. Kids, work, you're not a night owl, you're saving it for another friend, collapsed lung (just kidding, A! Get better!) blah...blah...blah. You should cry serious tears for every hour past midnight tomorrow night that you have to wait to see this movie. It's by far the best out of the three. Don't say I didn't warn you!

I mentioned the sleeping bag scene, right? See you tomorrow night, Eddie!

Teatro ZinZanni

If you've ever walked along the Embarcadero in SF, you've probably seen the antique tent that houses the long-running Teatro ZinZanni. The show is a blend of cirque, acrobatics, comedy, music, and singing. Did I mention the gourmet 5 course meal eaten over 3 entertaining hours? This is my kind of evening out on the town!



We've been wanting to go for years, but never quite got our act together and got tickets. And then a miracle happened. The site I write for, SFBayStyle, received an invitation to go. Two people, one great show, delicious dinner. Luckily, I got to cover the story. Plus, I got to take a tour of the costume shop where they make all of their custom creations, and meet the head Costume Mistress. It looked just like a scene out of Project Runway--a million different types of fabric, textiles, ribbons, feathers, etc. It was only lacking Heidi Klum, much to Lance's chagrin.

Sorry, Babe.

The actors in the production interact with the crowd as you're eating. Here's tip #1--if you DO NOT want to be pulled out of the crowd and onto the floor, act like a wet blanket. Don't be funny, witty, and entertaining like me because you're totally signing up for the inevitable spotlight on your head.

As we were waiting for dinner, the spotlight came and I got chosen to act a fool in the middle of the tent with this handsome guy who was smooching all over me as he expounded on the virtues of love.


He made me sing, he made me dance, and I got great laughs when I pointed to Mini and told him that I was "sort of already spoken for." He told me that despite my belly, I still had good moves, which was probably a lie. This is where tip #2 comes in --if selected to act a fool, go with it and have fun. No one likes a boring participant, and you're never going to see anyone again anyway. You have to truly commit to being a fool for laughs.

The dancers and acrobats were outstanding--we were blown away. It was much cooler than anything I have ever seen in a Cirque du Soliel show. Check out the show if you can--this particular production runs through August 15th.

For my official write-up, you can go HERE. It was so fun covering an event--I had forgotten how much I love writing. I'm going to try and hit at least one event a month, and work on some of the book ideas I've had in my head for years. Lancer challenged me to draft one of the kids books I have been working on, and I accepted his challenge. If I lose, he does not get Heidi Klum. Sorry again, babe!

Does This Baby Make me Look Fat?

Behold--the obligatory belly shots! This is me @ 22 weeks.

For Memorial Day, Lancer and I hit up the tiny town of Pescadero. It's one of our favorite local haunts--good food, fun shops, and lots of interesting locals. This is our favorite way to spend the holiday.


Lancer couldn't turn down a warm, fresh ollalberry pie. Note that I can't eat any of this wheat-laden pie, so Lancer got it all for himself. Shamefully, I might add.


When we got home, we spent the rest of the evening playing on the lawn, enjoying the good weather and our fine canine baby.

I like how Logan looks trapped. He's plotting his escape.

I also found these cool vintage prints for the nursery. I love how the umbrella one will tie in with the other fabric--and the camera one is just too cute to pass up. A lady should have coordinating prints.

I picked these vintage tin signs up a few months ago. They're old gas station numbers, and I'm trying to figure out where they should go.

Check out the library this kid already has! I think we have enough books to get us started. Can you tell I teach reading?

Looking forward to a nice, relaxing summer. Maybe my left leg will even start to cooperate and do its job. A girl can dream.

Input, Please.

Time to get down to brass tacks, peeps. I need input on the final colors for the nursery. The good news--I found fabric that I love! It involves little pink and not a single stitch of purple so I can avoid that whole "unicorn vomited in the room" look I despise so much.

This took some serious work--roughly 5 hours dashing between different fabric stores, which would be easier if I could stand and/or walk. Sharla's a champ for being my escort. Next time, I'm taking this baby. I can walk, I can sit--win/win.


My MIL Bon-Bon is going to make a quilt for me, and I found these 30's/40's inspired fabrics that will go with this cute pattern--it will pretty much look like that quilt. Adorable!


Next up--the big stuff! The main fabric for the crib. I present to you: "Rainy Days and Monday's Always Get me Down " by Riley Blake.


You can see the entire collection here.

Here's where you come in. I'm going to make a box-pleat crib skirt out of the white retro umbrella pattern above. That's decided.

The bumper is going to be 3 different fabrics similar to the bumper in this picture. It will repeat the pattern all the way around the crib.

I need 3 choices out of these--which ones do you think will work the best?

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I also think I'm going to do a vinyl umbrella above the crib. I think this one is cute:

Here's the color chart for the umbrella. I'm thinking the green, dark green, gray or yellow one. Persimmon is also cute. Thoughts?

Okay people with good taste. Let me have it.