We went to the Giants game on Sunday vs the Rockies where he hit homerun 715. I was recording his at bat with my camera when he roped it to center field.

Homerun video

It took Manju getting a guitar for us to discover the crooner in our canine.

Watch the video here

Kyle and I caught this in the Sunday paper:

Champion of nudity found dead in jail cell
‘Naked Guy’ won fame in Berkeley, challenged values

The door is locked
Just you and me

Digging through a bin in the bathroom, stumbled on this little treasure which I must have brought home with me from Japan circa 2000.

Go away.
Come again some other day.

I hereby apologize for even hinting that I was smugly satisfied that the east coast was getting those awful rains. Period.

Mah.

Who wears short skirts?
We wear short skirts!

Twice now I’ve come home on the bus and sat facing women who should know better than to:

1. Wear skirts that short
2. Wear ankle length hose with them (who invented this fashion faux pas?)
3. Leave their legs uncrossed while sitting across from someone - or worse yet - leave them open while bending forward to get something out of their briefcase.

Short skirts on uncrossed legs ride up when you sit down. PERIOD. And ankle hose is just silly - if you’re going to put sheer synthetic fabric on your legs, at least wear the full length stuff so I don’t contemplate if you were scarred in an ankle-height fire. Now granted, I’m a girl (last I checked), and so maybe this inexcusable behavior is somehow ok among “just us girls.” But somehow being offered a view to places I don’t really care to see, on people I don’t really care to see them on… makes me want to smack them. Ladies! Have some dignity. Just cross those legs, please! Even an ankle cross is ok. Please?

And while you’re at it - please remember that the girls do hang out if not properly secured… I’ll save that rant for another day.

I feel bad for the folks stuck in the rain in the Northeast. I really do empathize. But is it so wrong that part of me wants to say “Hah Hah” (a la the bully in the Simpsons) since it wasn’t so long ago that our situations were reversed? Here’s to glorious sunshine. Amen.

All that she wants
Is another baby
What a weekend! I need a weekend to get over the weekend! We had a fabulous eve of mother’s day celebration with our folks. Everyone saved up their calories expecting to indulge, and I ended up making a moderately healthy meal!  The meal was a labor of love - I think I was shelling peas and fava beans (and peeling beets) for most of the day. But it was pretty darn tasty at the end.

The mothers had a fabulous opportunity to gang up on us about the unsuitability of claiming Bailey as a surrogate “grandbeing”. Honestly, my mother has no excuse - she’s got three fantastic grandsons. So what if there’s no granddaughter - greed is never a good thing… And yes, Kyle’s mother has a legitimate claim, but really now - claiming that a granddog just isn’t good enough??! Poor Bailey!

Sunday was a baby shower for my cousin Supriya and her husband Sridhar in the city. The little one’s due in a couple of weeks, and I’m very excited to have a new cousin around the area. No pressure there either. Although now we’re expecting a total of 3 new cousins this year. Seems like the next generation has decided that now is a good time to generate.

So, no pressure or anything. But, maybe Bailey does deserve a sibling after all… good thing the Milo Foundation just set up shop a few blocks away!

J’ai un haricot dans l’oreille
O - comme il est gros!
Maman, viens voir dans mon oreille
J’ai un haricot!

We’re continuing our tradition of mothers day eve at Curtis Street. A preview of the menu:

Champagne
Baby lettuces salad with Kyle’s famous shallot vinaigrette
Artichoke and sun-dried tomato filo
English peas and snap peas with mint or basil
Roasted or grilled asparagus with some meyer lemon concoction (the tree keeps on giving!)
Either: triple ginger biscotti with sorbet OR apple rhubarb crisp…

I’d love to get some beets in there (cause I love them SO!), so if I can find some yellow ones at the farmer’s market, they’re going to get tossed into the salad, and the salad dressing will become a meyer lemon-shallot dressing instead. And the asparagus will have to find a different partner…

Our house it has a crowd
There’s always something happening
And it’s usually quite loud

I want a 3 bedroom, 2 bath house. And a living room that’s just a wee bit bigger. Is that too much to ask? Problem is - I LOVE our location right now, and the simplicity of our living situation. Hooray for not having to get in a car TO DO ANYTHING!!!!But I think we’ve maxed out on the number of legs (furry and otherwise) that will fit here… who knows, maybe it’s just a phase. But a 3rd bedroom would be so nice!