Monthly Archives: June 2009

Email Forward Of The Week…

My friend Mike sent me this…definitely makes you think. Totally worth the read…and forwarding to your friends.

Washington DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. A musician played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately two thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After three minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.

4 minutes later: The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the till and, without stopping, continued to walk.

6 minutes: A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

10 minutes: A 3 year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly, as the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced them to move on.

45 minutes: The musician played. Only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace.
He collected $32.

1 hour: He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.

No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.

This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities. The questions raised: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments …..

How many other things are we missing?


Michael Jackson: 1958-2009

The world has lost a true musical icon.

Read more at my B Sides music blog (click below):

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Ahhh love the singing soap stars….they make the music world go round.

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If you won the loterry…..

A while back someone on twitter asked ‘If you won the lottery what would you do?’
I thought about that moment of complete bliss for a while and finally came up with my top 5 list…

1. I would buy myself some silence. Being a SAHM [stay at home mom] of a 3 year old and a 15 month old, silence is something that is ridiculously hard to come by…so I would take a bit of that cash hire a live-in nanny for one week and book myself into a posh boutique hotel and lock myself in my room for 7 straight days [minus the opening of the hotel room door to allow the room service person to deliver my meals].

2. I would buy myself some sleep. The will be easily accomplished by reading #1. Obviously the people who claim that the older you get, the less sleep you need [bullshit] have never had two hyper active, never quiet for a moment, always on the go, have robbed you of sleep for three years, kids to run after.

3. I would randomly choose one single mom one every day for one month and send them off for a full day spa package [daycare for the kids would be taken of too]. It wasn’t until I had kids of my own did I fully appreciate the strength and courage of single parents. I am in awe of how you do it day in and day out all on your own. I applaud all that you do for your kids.

And 4 and 5….totally self-indulgent….

#4. Shoes, Shoes, Shoes…cause a woman can never have enough.

#5 Go download crazy on iTunes and make my little red iPod the workout of it’s musical life.

A girl can dream right?

Find of the week…

My late Zia Italia was known for three things her devotion to the Catholic Church, her amazing skills as an artist [her paintings were so beautiful] and the Raggedy Ann dolls she used to sew.

Everyone in my family got one…it was her gift to each new family member. When I had my own daughter I lovingly placed one of the dolls my Zia had made years ago on her bookshelf. It’s a doll that I hope will be passed down through generations because it just as much about my family history as it is a good bedtime cuddling toy.

There is something to be said for handmade dolls that can’t be said for the ones you buy in the big box stores. Handcrafted dolls have a story to tell and they are carefully and lovingly crafted by someone who has a passion for what they do.

So this week I was thrilled to find these dolls made by a mom of three very busy kids in Ohio. Her company is called Bit Of Whimsy Dolls. She sells handcrafted dolls and the patterns she uses to create them.

This stay at home mommy decided to start making the dolls because she just couldn’t find what she wanted for her daughters in stores, “When my daughter was born, I looked everywhere for her First Doll and was disappointed that I could not find what I was looking for. It took me two years to gather the confidence to make a doll for her and the Doodle Girl (named after my daughter’s nickname) was born. My daughter especially inspires me to create new friends. There is something special about seeing a child snuggled up with a handmade doll. The love that goes into making the doll and the love given to it by a child is what keeps me going. Sounds sappy, I know!

You can also find her line on The dolls range from $28 and $42 and can also be special ordered [where you can choose the ethnicity of the doll, the kind of fabric you want used and whether you want the doll to be a boy, girl or animal].

The set of Limited Edition Series 1 Dolls are so beautiful and quirky. With names like Mae, Doodle Girl, Millie Monkey, Gertie Goat, Little Peanut and Olivia Owl…what’s not to love?

It just doesn’t end there…there are so many talented, crafty women channelling their artistic vibes into very cool products that they sell… is my new go to place for unique products and special gift giving ideas…

Other cool products that are worth checking out: SpoonfulofChocolate, LilMissDolls, CrazyMokesDesigns, papercrafybyk and graceannouncements.

Yummy Mummy Club

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Love the music based patriotic flag waving…

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My dream….produce live performances at an award music show….and this would be my line-up…no stealing my ideas Ryan Seacrest but call me & we can do lunch…you’re picking up the bill of course.

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Oh open-concept house design how I loathe thee….

Note to couples that are thinking about the whole ‘wanna have a baby thing’….

Open concept houses totally rock it when you are sans enfants….but bring kids into the picture…especially two that cannot register the command…”Stay here in this room…not over there but here” and suddenly you’re on Google typing in words like ‘renovations’, ‘fancy gates’ and ‘doors’ at 11PM when you could be chilling for the first time that day.

So open concept yes if no little feet wander your house…
Little feet yes…containment in a specific area is key… doors are your friend.

You can thank me later for keeping your sanity.


** yes this bitch session is entirely due to the fact that one wandering 3 year old, who shall remain nameless, discovered Mommy’s carefully hidden [or so I thought] chocolate stash and ate the last Skor bar.**

Phone conversation…3 year old style

So I walk into my 3 year old’s room this afternoon and he’s sitting on the floor playing with one of daddy’s ancient cell phones.
For the sake of our 3 year old the phone is very real and really works [yes I occasionally lie to my kids – don’t judge me, you do it too….]

But I digress…

This is the ‘in-progress phone call conversation’ I walk in on….

Matteo: Yes Mr. Policeman, Isabella is very annoying today. She is always touching my toys and biting me. I want you to come and get her and bring her to jail. She can do her time-out chair with you. She is very terrible to me. My mommy says it’s OK if you come. OK bye. I have to poop now.

And can you feel the sibling love. Get me a Kleenex I’m gettin’ all vaclempt.

Mommy my brain really hurts…..

You know the saying ‘oh you must have gotten your second wind’…well before bedtime my 3 year old goes through winds 2, 3, 4, and 5 before he’s ready to say ‘ciao, ciao’ to the day that was.

He’s always been like that…super busy, into everything, running never walking, yapping away a million miles a minute…simply put he’s always on the go. My little Tasmanian Devil he is.

So tonight when he passed on his hot dog, (with just mustard mommy, ketchup goes on on hamburgers only….spoken like the true New Yorker he’s not) and he asked if we could go upstairs without watching his favourite TV show ‘Olivia’, I knew something was not right with my little guy.

30 minutes later he’s cuddled up in my arms on the floor and crying because his ‘brain really, really hurts’ and that slight temperature he’s had the last few days is now a full blown hot to the touch fever.

‘Mommy please make my head stop hurting so much…please Mommy,” cue this Mommy’s heart breaking and feeling of total helplessness.

One dose of liquid Tylenol later, bubblegum flavoured of course, and mr. hyper active 24-7, is too tired to play anymore and tells me his head “hurts too much to read any books with anybody tonight. Mommy I just want to lie down. Maybe if I lie down my brain will stop hurting.”
20 minutes later, at 7:35PM, my little man is sleeping away curled up on his bed, in the fetal position, clutching his ‘teddy blanket’ in his arms.

It’s right then and there at moment that I wish they could stay 3 forever. And you realize that you love your kids more you than you ever thought possible.

Goodnight my sweet, kind prince. Hope you feel better in the morning.
Mommy loves you very much.