Livin the good life

just rediscovered this picture. I love it because it hums with the energy of a lot of my afternoons here in Dublin

Singin

Heidelberg Herbst 09 - The Video

Experimentational Cinema

WE'RE ALL DRINKING THE JUICE

My latest obsession is juicing. I've done this before, but with less enthusiasm and with a really inefficient juicer. I went out and bought a really great one - from the Juicemaster, no less. I read one of his books before, and thought they would have a good list of juicers on the site. It turned out his recommended one was cheapest on his site, AND you get a free book and DVD, so what the heck. You may laugh (or snarf as we say around here) but I think a healthy dose of motivational speaking definitely helps when you commit to living mostly on juice every day for a while.

I make them for my husband, who enjoys them and proceeds to frying his sausages. This morning I initiated my six year old, who is now totally enamored of pineapple juice. The toddler already loves my horrible looking green juice, and after the pineapple success, six year old tried it too. She liked it, and after downing a cup shouted, "Now we're ALL drinking the juice!"

The Toddler in Question

Inauguration Day

Today was the day of the traditional ceremony where the US president on the way out hands the torch to the guy coming in. I usually do not bother watching this; being that I am well aware who the new president is, it is not much of a cliffhanger. And politicians' speeches are usually pretty forgettable.

Today I watched it, though. There is something kind of...I don't know, magical, about Barack Obama winning the election. Outing myself as a true cynicist, I never thought I'd see an African American be president before I was an old, old lady. Plus he makes good speeches.

The kids did their best to ruin the experience, by running laps around the room screaming and throwing stuffed animals. I eventually ran away to the other TV, where I enjoyed at least Aretha Franklin singing My Country Tis of Thee before they found me. Having banished the 6 year old, I was able to hold the toddler at arm's length and giggle at the hilarious nervousness of Obama, who could not get the oath right at all. I solemnly swear? Faithfully execute the office? His wife was dying laughing in the background, I could see it. Such a human moment. Although apparently the Chief Justice fluffed up the wording, so it's actually his fault. (says www.readwriteweb.com) . Anyway.

In the middle of Obama's totally stumble-free speech that followed, Toddler announced that he wanted to do a Pee in the Potty. And you know, I had to turn my back on historical live TV for that.