Showing posts with label Diversions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diversions. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

What Not To Wear Part One:

Marta has been chosen as a key speaker for the famous
ALT Summit Design/Blog Conference.
It's time to get her out of her work clothes and into her duds!






Marta's friends and family nominated her,
explaining—"we love her look,
but she's hit the big time. Min needs a little fashion guidance from


The woman who's dressed her since the very beginning:


Her mom!"

Oma said,
"With a special presentation looming before her,
I have the honor of taking her shopping for a professional look:
Together we'll discover, "What not to wear."



Hijacked at her sleepover party, Marta was offered her special
What Not to Wear Card, a trip to the mall, and an entirely new outfit,
IF
she would give away her whole wardrobe and stand in the 360° mirror.

The critique began:


"I'd wear this to chase a lamb," said Marta.
"Too much blush," said Oma.



"I'd wear this to a birthday party," said Marta.
"Too many ringlets," said Oma.

"I'd wear this on a ski weekend,"
said Marta.
"Too uptight,"
said Oma.


Marta videoed her reactions from the first day:

"I have mixed emotions about this whole makeover thing.
My mom was responsible for many of my dorky looks in the past.
I'm not sure she should be my go-to fashion consultant of the day.
I don't want to lose the look that I'm known for.
And above all I want to be comfortable."

Marta explained the secret footage:


"I wore this outfit to a pickle party, when I was feeling preggars.
It was stretchy."




"I wore this outfit on a bad hairday, when I took TRAXX to the U.
I felt totally co-ed."




"I wore this after being up with a sick baby all night,
when I was calling the doctor. I felt like things would be all right."


I wore this that night I . . .
I don't want to tell about that night.



"I'm right behind you, Min!
(Unless I notice some stuff for myself.)
Shop til you drop!"

The reveal is tomorrow.


P.S.
Yesterday's giveaway is going strong—great suggestions!
You still have a few days to be in the running for a prize!



Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Movie Night


"We're not really into Harry Potter," we told Christie.
"You'll love this movie, I promise," she promised.


An adult's only theater?



Our usher first showed us how to use the seat buttons:
(relax, recline, heat back or tush.)



Then he gave us our menus.



Waiters were on call throughout the evening,
with gelato, ravioli, artichokes . . .
all the usual movie fare.


Christie was right. We loved the movie!

We never figured out the Harry Potter thing, though.



Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Scary Stuff: Turning 64!

Looking back

"Will you still need me . . . when I'm sixty four?"
"There's no doubt about it. I'll love you even more."

Click here for my homemade Opa Movie.

(Happy Birthday, Dear!)

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Style


I read the newspaper every day,
and this is how I imagine I look.



This is how I really look.

Meryl and I are the same age, but we have a different style.
I want her style!

Shaking the Family Tree is a new book by a woman named Buzzy Jackson. She's a Jewish historian who got interested in researching her roots to see if she was related to Andrew Jackson. Anyway, after she got really involved in her hobby, she decided to visit what she called genealogy mecca: the LDS Family History Library in Salt Lake City. Although she was a little afraid of all the Mormons here, she came to Utah in 2009.

I loved how she detailed her whole trip but particularly Mormon women. Describing our style as Amish-lite, she told how we wear a uniform of conservative, long skirts; flat, sensible shoes; short effortless haircuts and name tags. The men, she said, all looked like accountants.


Now, I know she was referring to the senior missionary couples who volunteer at the Family History Library. The women wear longish skirts so they can look professional without having to wear nylons or concentrate on keeping their knees together. Comfortable shoes are a must because they're on their feet from eight a.m. to five p.m. and they're usually over seventy. But it was interesting that Mormon women in general were described as Amish-lite.
Pretty cute, I think

The book How to Have Style says:

"Style should never be confused with fashion. Fashion is in the clothes. Style is in the wearer. Style is a celebration of individuality. It glorifies the fact that we are all different. It exposes as preposterous the notion that there is an ideal body, an ideal woman—that there is only one perfect way to look, that any one way is perfect for all women. Style always delights because it is a revelation that the possibilities for originality are limitless.

"Style presumes that you are a person of interest, that the world is a place of interest, that life is worth making the effort for."
by Hara Estroff Marano
Style should evolve, but it's easy to get stuck—I want to buck the stereotype. But I need your suggestions. Picture a short, roundish woman of a certain age: with that image in mind, tell me what you think of:
  1. Leggings with longish tunic-type tops
  2. Flats
  3. Ankle boots
  4. Long/short hemlines
  5. A signature look
"Each and every day we have to present ourselves to the world, and like it or not, other people judge us based on the way we look . . . Ideally your identity, your uniqueness, is something that you project in your image. It's the visual presentation of your inner and outer self. It is the manifestation of your personal style." Kate Mayfield

"I base most of my fashion sense on what doesn't itch."
—Gilda Radner

Thursday, May 6, 2010

Life in the Mother Hood: Weaving Sunshine

Krakow, Poland 2008

It was supposed to be perfect, but it rained.

It took months of groundwork, weeks of planning, and extra days of traveling to get to Krakow, the ancient capital of Poland. We were excited to see the largest medieval square in Europe, "alive with history, pigeons, and people."

Rynek Square, 2008

But from our well-chosen hotel room, famed for it's ideal view of the market, we looked out on huddled umbrellas and slick, wet cobblestones. Colorful awnings, outdoor cafes and flower stands were tucked under dripping eaves, and the horse-drawn carriages we expected were nowhere to be seen.

Towels not included, Krakow 2008

Instead, guys in plastic encased golf carts were giving tours around the city. Our guide spoke very little English, and it was his first day on the job. Unfamiliar with the route, he dodged buses and trucks in rush-hour traffic, while we wiped mist off the fogged "windows" and dried our mud-splashed legs.

Often the dream is better than the reality. Luckily the memory is better than the reality, too. Although the sightseeing in Poland was dreary, the experience was dazzling, and now the rain adds to the ambiance of our story.

On my travels through the Mother 'hood I had similar episodes: the Christmas Eve everyone threw up all night, Disneyland when everyone got the measles, that Thanksgiving the boys swung on the room divider and landed on mom's dining room table—I could go on for hours. Anticipation and preparation aren't guarantees when children are involved; tantrums and tears can dampen every parade. I've had to learn to deal. A blessing of motherhood is realizing that purpose trumps circumstance.

I now apply this truth to any situation. When I decide what I want to have happen (strengthen relationships, have fun, learn something, relax, accomplish a task, etc.) and make plans to achieve that goal, I know a storm won't make any difference. This insight is as valuable as any umbrella.

Sunny Polish Countryside, 2008

"Weave, weave, weave me the sunshine, out of the falling rain . . . "


(Christie won the Kid Giveaway hands down.
Read her story here to laugh, cry and see why.)




Monday, April 12, 2010

Anne Frank's Diary: A letter to my grandkids

Anne Frank, a happy 13-year-old girl.

Hi Heroes,

I want to tell you about one of my other heroes. Anne Frank lived with her family in Amsterdam while Hitler was running things in Germany. Hitler didn't like Jewish people, so he spread rumors about them and got people all riled up against them. His armies went to different countries and started tormenting Jews all over Europe.


The Jews were told to wear these yellow stars sewn to their clothes so people could tell who they were. Then, even if they were little children, people in the towns had permission to spit on them, trip them in the mud, push them down, kick them out of school. The Jews weren't allowed in restaurants, or public bathrooms, or movies, even though they were some of the most successful families in the neighborhoods. It became stylish to hate Jews. So almost everybody did.

When Anne turned thirteen she got a red-plaid diary for her birthday. She wrote in it that first day, and named it "Kitty."

"I hope I will be able to confide everything in you, as I have never been able to confide in anyone, and I hope you will be a great source of comfort and support."

This is the first entry in Anne Frank's diary, June 12, 1942 . She wanted to tell her new best-friend Kitty everything in her heart, even the stuff she couldn't tell her sister Margo, or her parents. She started writing in it every single day. Pretty soon it was all filled up, so she got new diaries. They were her pride and joy. She said she didn't feel scared when she was writing.


Anne had lots of reason to be scared. Her sister Margo was only sixteen, but the soldiers were coming to take her away to a work camp (it was really a concentration camp where they killed Jews.) Anne's parents took their girls to some hidden rooms above the dad's office in this blue building. They had to be perfectly quiet when the workers were there all day, and at night their friends brought them food and library books.

They thought it would only be for a couple of weeks but they stayed there a long time. Pretty soon, another family came, and then a man who was a dentist joined them in hiding. They had to stay there for two whole years, never going outside, always with the same people.

Anne wrote it all down in her dairy. She dreamed of having it published some day.

On a hidden radio they heard the news that the British and American armies were coming to save them soon. Every day they got more and more excited. Anne actually re-wrote her diaries so she could take them to a book-company and turn them into real books when she got out.

One horrible day, August 1, 1944, the Nazi soldiers discovered the family's hiding place in Amsterdam. The eight people who had hidden for two years were all arrested and sent to concentration camps all over Europe. Anne left her diaries in their hiding place.

The saddest part of the story is that they all died in the concentration camps. Anne, and her sister, her mother, their friends . . . all but Anne's father. After the war he went back to their hiding place and found Anne's diaries and read them. He remembered that she'd wanted to get them published so people would know what it was like to be Jewish during World War II, when Hitler and his armies were terrorizing and killing millions of Jews.

Anne's father, Otto, took the diaries to several publishing companies who all said "No." They thought a thirteen-year-old girl's diaries would be silly and unimportant. Finally, someone read one. He said, "This is an extraordinary document of the human spirit."

In her second-to-last entry she wrote,

"It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart."


Anne Frank

Tonight we watched the Masterpiece presentation of a new Anne Frank movie. It was so incredible it should be seen by everyone. It's a tender story, ultimately a sad story, but totally true and hopeful.

In this movie, Anne seems just like every thirteen-year-old girl and we see some of the normal family angst going on between teens and parents, all in close contact with other people who were living in intimate surroundings for two years without a break. The new movie is riveting and although I knew the end, I was caught up in it so much that I was surprised that they were found.

I cannot recommend it highly enough. I bought it so you can borrow it from Oma's Travelin Library.

The Anne Frank exhibit is in the Salt Lake City library right now as it tours the country, and it, too, is an absolute must-see for anyone over ten or so. We saw it in Amsterdam with our kids, and it is touching to see how the human spirit survives, and even thrives under horrific circumstances. It's an important history lesson that can not be lost to the next generations.

Here are some ideas for A Visit With Anne Frank. Grandparents, families, or friends could remember and learn about her:
  1. Have a pajama party for eight people (sleep-over optional) in a crowded room. (There were eight people hidden in their small annex above the dad's office.) Serve a baked potato bar, and cabbage salad. (That's all they had to eat.) Serve strawberries for dessert. (Once they got strawberries for a special treat.) Each person could bring a sleeping bag (or a large quilt) plus a copy of "Diary of Anne Frank."
  2. Have a game of tag outside and later talk about how the Nazi's were after the Jews, chased them down, caught them, and then hauled them off.
  3. Tell the true story of the Holocaust using details that would be meaningful, but don't terrorize the kids you're dealing with. Go on-line for info, or just read and discover points in the diary.
  4. Prepare some underlined parts of the book that are funny and human: what they ate, the cat getting lost, how she got in trouble, etc. When everyone is comfy on their pillow with their books, skip through and tell the story using Anne's diary and her more personal, humorous perspective.
  5. Ask thought questions "What would you have done if you had to share your room with an old man?" "What if you couldn't go outside for two years." "Would you have been bugged by your parents, siblings, etc. if you never saw anyone else?" "How would you keep learning?"
  6. Provide popcorn and then watch the movie.
  7. Visit the exhibit in Salt Lake City (it's here until May) or whenever it gets to your town.
  8. Present everyone with a diary and explain how important it will be for them to write about their life experiences, record thoughts, feelings, and even drawings.
  9. Take pictures of each person, and send them each their photo with a quick note saying how they are a hero to you.
The Anne Frank exhibit is worth visiting and celebrating. It may be too mature a subject for the under-ten crowd, but I think it will open up a new world to everyone who sees it. It's a reminder of the faith and courage of children (and everyone) in hard times.

It also reminds us why it's worthwhile to write our life's story in a blog, in day-timers, in a scrapbook, in a diary, whatever, and the joy obeying this counsel brings to us throughout our lives.


Time Capsule

Is there a special dessert or meal that brings back memories to you for some reason? Serve it and tell about your memory.

Make a time capsule to open in a few years. Have everybody write a memory, stick in a photo or drawing and make plans for the big unveiling. Tell them you'll send invitations in five years, and put it on YOUR calendar so you'll remember to follow through.


Time Capsule

Most important, write in your journal. Describe your friends, the foods you like, the feelings, frustrations you have, your clothes or your hairstyle. Commit to writing about your life regularly. You're the only one who can do it.


I could finish this post with a bunch of ways a diary has made a difference for an individual or a family, but I see some hands raised already to share a personal story. Go for it! Everybody read the comments today, since they're part of the post.

Now, what did you want to say?


* Homework:

~Join in the class discussion, or write a post (tell us where to find it) on how someone keeping a journal has made a difference to you.

~Don't worry about catching up the last 5 months, (or 5 years.) Just pick up your diary and write about yourself today.



Monday, April 5, 2010

Fashion Show

Fuzzy ears

So, what is the chic bunny wearing this spring?

I went window shopping to find out.

(Idea from Fabulous Over 40)


Embellished tees,


Cropped cardigans,



Colorful sandals,


(These three examples gleaned from You Look Fab)

Bright bags.



As I was strolling, this group was trolling
(for a fashionista wannabe.)



The Fab Four accosted me in a hotel
and took me on a shopping spree.



"We'll fix you up," they promised.

I came home with:



A bib necklace,



A very long white skirt,
(this is pretty scary for me)



A bright bag,

Colorful sandals,
(For when it stops snowing.)


Me and Pete, 1981

And some ears.
(All the chic bunnies wear them.)


YOUR TURN!

~Describe a chic outfit for spring.

~Is there a fashion website you like to visit?

~Think of somebunny who could use a fashion makeover.
What's one piece of advice you'd give?