How do you remove peanut butter from a knife? Up to this point, my methods have included the following:
1) Use a paper towel to wipe off the knife. Then, place knife in dishwasher.
Pros: Effective
Cons: wasteful, not earth-friendly, multi-step process
2) Rinse knife and gum up dish brush with leftover peanut butter.
Pros: Knife ultimately gets clean.
Cons: Dish brush is gummed up with leftover peanut butter. Duh.
3) Leave knife in sink for two days and hope that the peanut butter somehow sloughs off on its own.
Pros: little to no effort
Cons: Many. Chiefly the fact that the knife never gets clean.
I lamented on Twitter this morning that there is no good way to do this. Right away I got back multiple responses identifying the simplest, most effective method.
USE YOUR TONGUE.
Hello. Why did I never think of that? Believe it or not, I have a college degree and everything.
Now I need to know... am I the only moron who hadn't thought of that? Please, make me feel better.
In other news, you guys, I saw Harry Potter last night! I LOVED IT. I was surprised by how funny it was. Not to mention sad. I may or may not have shed a few tears. Now, I'm considering reading book 6 again just to remember all the detail that the movie left out. Book nerd alert!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
weekendery
This weekend was one of those where we packed a week's worth of activity into two days. It was also a weekend where we barely turned on the TV, we used up a whole bottle of sunscreen and truly wore ourselves out.
Because focusing on activities that Exhaust the Children pretty much sums up my parenting philosophy.
On Saturday, we did this by going to a birthday party, the pool and then renting a boat on the bay. This is highly recommended! There were chips, guacamole, pizza... and most importantly, wine. Also, there were small children wearing tiny life jackets.
Cutest ever! But why must they make these ridiculous faces when asked to smile?

And here is our fearless skipper, who is only lacking a hat to make the ensemble complete.

Pardon the horrific picture quality. Despite multiple reminders, we were somehow unable to remember to bring our actual camera, so the iPhone had to suffice. At least we remembered the vino.
Priorities, people.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
late adopter
Wow. Y'all sure did have my back on the chopstick usage! I had always thought that Awkward Chopsticks™ was a rare and lonely affliction. Evidently it is more common than I ever imagined. It knows neither age nor geographic restrictions! Be strong, my friends. You are in good company.
Anyway, have you seen the new Harry Potter movie yet? I can't wait to see it. However, that may not happen soon. It's hilarious how late to everything I constantly am. For example, I read the Harry Potter series a couple of months ago, I'm currently reading Lord of the Rings and I just signed up for a Flickr account two weeks ago. Also? The car I drive now is the only one I've ever had with power steering. True story! I like to make sure things are proven before I jump in with both feet.
Or something.
I'm sure I won't be seeing the movie until I can get it from Netflix, since my children (as charming as they are) are a real bottleneck when it comes to seeing movies in theaters.
But regardless, I don’t remember ever being as engaged in a series as I was with Harry Potter. I loved how the plot grew as the characters matured, I found the storylines compelling and Severus Snape was one of my favorite characters in recent fiction. So complex and intriguing.
So if you’ve seen Half-Blood Prince, give me your two cents! That might just be enough to motivate me to see it with the rest of America… rather than two years later like I usually do.
Anyway, have you seen the new Harry Potter movie yet? I can't wait to see it. However, that may not happen soon. It's hilarious how late to everything I constantly am. For example, I read the Harry Potter series a couple of months ago, I'm currently reading Lord of the Rings and I just signed up for a Flickr account two weeks ago. Also? The car I drive now is the only one I've ever had with power steering. True story! I like to make sure things are proven before I jump in with both feet.
Or something.
I'm sure I won't be seeing the movie until I can get it from Netflix, since my children (as charming as they are) are a real bottleneck when it comes to seeing movies in theaters.
But regardless, I don’t remember ever being as engaged in a series as I was with Harry Potter. I loved how the plot grew as the characters matured, I found the storylines compelling and Severus Snape was one of my favorite characters in recent fiction. So complex and intriguing.
Monday, July 13, 2009
is this thing on?
Hey, remember me? It’s great to see you. Your hair looks good.
Speaking of hair, did you hear that I was on Rachael Ray late last week with the lovely Whoorl as part of the show’s feature on Hair Thursday? Yeah, it’s true! The filming happened well over a year ago and just aired on Friday. The experience was so much fun, except for one teeny-tiny part.
Let me give you a quick overview of how it all went down. First, Rachael interviewed Sarah on stage. Did you see how articulate and glamorous Sarah was? She’s a stunner, that one. Then, Rachael talked to me from the audience to ask why I participated in Hair Thursday. After that part, I was whisked away into the hair and makeup room to get my hair cut and colored by the awesome Rodney Cutler and his team. Seriously, there could not be a nicer and more talented guy than Rodney. He was amazing.
After my hair was all done and styled, they brought me back out on stage toward the end of the show for the big reveal. Which is where I somewhat mortifyingly flipped my hair and Rachael made me do a little twirl. I’m not usually much of a center-of-attention type, I’ve gotta tell ya. But the studio audience was fun because they clap a lot. Applause! It’s encouraging! Who knew.
All was going well until Rachael had me sit down at the table in front of a big plate of sweet and sour pork that she had made on the show that day. It looked and smelled delicious, but when I saw that the only available utensils were chopsticks, I panicked.
Hello, my name is Rebecca and I SUCK AT EATING WITH CHOPSTICKS.
I always have, and I probably always will, since I’m 35 years old and old dog, new tricks, yadda yadda yadda.
Somehow I successfully manage to transport a couple of bites to my mouth without incident. And it was DELICIOUS, I tell you. So thanks Rachael. THANKS FOR NOTHING.
Because I spent the next year-plus stressing over the fact that my Awkward Chopsticks™ were going to be exposed to America on national television.
The bottom line is that no, they weren’t. My Awkward Chopsticks were masterfully edited out, but now I’m telling you, because... I don’t know why. I’m all about laughing at myself, I guess. And if ever there was an opportunity, this was it.
If you didn’t catch it, visit Rachael’s site for a clip of the reveal. You can see my embarrassing hair flip, but mercifully my chopstick-handling skills are minimized for your viewing pleasure.
Speaking of hair, did you hear that I was on Rachael Ray late last week with the lovely Whoorl as part of the show’s feature on Hair Thursday? Yeah, it’s true! The filming happened well over a year ago and just aired on Friday. The experience was so much fun, except for one teeny-tiny part.
Let me give you a quick overview of how it all went down. First, Rachael interviewed Sarah on stage. Did you see how articulate and glamorous Sarah was? She’s a stunner, that one. Then, Rachael talked to me from the audience to ask why I participated in Hair Thursday. After that part, I was whisked away into the hair and makeup room to get my hair cut and colored by the awesome Rodney Cutler and his team. Seriously, there could not be a nicer and more talented guy than Rodney. He was amazing.
After my hair was all done and styled, they brought me back out on stage toward the end of the show for the big reveal. Which is where I somewhat mortifyingly flipped my hair and Rachael made me do a little twirl. I’m not usually much of a center-of-attention type, I’ve gotta tell ya. But the studio audience was fun because they clap a lot. Applause! It’s encouraging! Who knew.
All was going well until Rachael had me sit down at the table in front of a big plate of sweet and sour pork that she had made on the show that day. It looked and smelled delicious, but when I saw that the only available utensils were chopsticks, I panicked.
Hello, my name is Rebecca and I SUCK AT EATING WITH CHOPSTICKS.
I always have, and I probably always will, since I’m 35 years old and old dog, new tricks, yadda yadda yadda.
Somehow I successfully manage to transport a couple of bites to my mouth without incident. And it was DELICIOUS, I tell you. So thanks Rachael. THANKS FOR NOTHING.
Because I spent the next year-plus stressing over the fact that my Awkward Chopsticks™ were going to be exposed to America on national television.
The bottom line is that no, they weren’t. My Awkward Chopsticks were masterfully edited out, but now I’m telling you, because... I don’t know why. I’m all about laughing at myself, I guess. And if ever there was an opportunity, this was it.
If you didn’t catch it, visit Rachael’s site for a clip of the reveal. You can see my embarrassing hair flip, but mercifully my chopstick-handling skills are minimized for your viewing pleasure.
Monday, February 09, 2009
happy birthday, baby D!

I can't believe she is already a year old. These last twelve months have flown by. Seemingly overnight, she went from a tiny helpless baby to a big girl with three teeth, who stands up all by herself and laughs at anything and everything.
I love this precious girl.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
25 things
Originally posted on Facebook, because I was tagged by 8,467 people to do this. I confess: I actually found it kinda fun.
1. I have always lived in the suburbs of Southern California, but I fancy myself somewhat of a city girl.
2. When I was little I was obsessed with horses. Really obsessed, like to the point that when I would come home from riding lessons, I would refuse to take a shower because I wanted to smell like horses. (Grown-up me says “Um, gross.)
3. I am a klutz. Bella Swan’s got nothing on me.
4. I am a former competitive swimmer. In fact, swimming represents the entirety of my athletic talent. See #3 above.
5. My diehard addictions include coffee, Diet Coke, shoes and J. Crew.
6. I also really like wine.
7. And salty snacks. Especially chips. That are dipped in guacamole. And also dark chocolate.
8. Evidently, I am hungry right now.
9. I watch too much TV.
10. All three of my most embarrassing moments involve glass being broken in humiliating circumstances. Did I mention my klutzitude?
11. I won a spelling bee when I was in third grade. No, seriously. I am an excellent speller.
12. My musical taste is, how shall we say, eclectic. Some of my more random likes include the Rent soundtrack and Anne Murray. I’M NOT ASHAMED.
13. I have never really been a kid person, but thank God I have two of my own. They are fantastic.
14. I hate being cold.
15. Reading is my life’s passion and I am never happier than when I have a stack of unread books on my nightstand.
16. My favorite books are The Brothers K by David James Duncan and A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving.
17. I love going to the movies by myself. Actually, I love going to the movies at all and never get to, because of my aforementioned kids.
18. I love for things to be uncluttered on the surface, but don’t open a drawer or closet at my house because you will be showered in junk a la Monica Gellar. Out of sight, out of mind!
19. I have a terrible memory, but I usually remember people’s middle names. I find them intriguing.
20. I am not good at using chopsticks. I’M JUST NOT. This one, I actually am kind of ashamed of. In fact, my awkward chopstick skills were once very nearly exposed on national television! True story.
21. I also cannot shuffle a deck of cards properly. So being invited to a party with card-playing and sushi would strike anxiety into my heart. Although I really do love sushi.
22. Ketchup is an overrated condiment.
23. I will go to extreme lengths to avoid vomiting.
24. I feel guilty about the fact that I rarely work out.
25. I am an introvert at heart and hate being the center of attention, although I am not particularly shy.
1. I have always lived in the suburbs of Southern California, but I fancy myself somewhat of a city girl.
2. When I was little I was obsessed with horses. Really obsessed, like to the point that when I would come home from riding lessons, I would refuse to take a shower because I wanted to smell like horses. (Grown-up me says “Um, gross.)
3. I am a klutz. Bella Swan’s got nothing on me.
4. I am a former competitive swimmer. In fact, swimming represents the entirety of my athletic talent. See #3 above.
5. My diehard addictions include coffee, Diet Coke, shoes and J. Crew.
6. I also really like wine.
7. And salty snacks. Especially chips. That are dipped in guacamole. And also dark chocolate.
8. Evidently, I am hungry right now.
9. I watch too much TV.
10. All three of my most embarrassing moments involve glass being broken in humiliating circumstances. Did I mention my klutzitude?
11. I won a spelling bee when I was in third grade. No, seriously. I am an excellent speller.
12. My musical taste is, how shall we say, eclectic. Some of my more random likes include the Rent soundtrack and Anne Murray. I’M NOT ASHAMED.
13. I have never really been a kid person, but thank God I have two of my own. They are fantastic.
14. I hate being cold.
15. Reading is my life’s passion and I am never happier than when I have a stack of unread books on my nightstand.
16. My favorite books are The Brothers K by David James Duncan and A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving.
17. I love going to the movies by myself. Actually, I love going to the movies at all and never get to, because of my aforementioned kids.
18. I love for things to be uncluttered on the surface, but don’t open a drawer or closet at my house because you will be showered in junk a la Monica Gellar. Out of sight, out of mind!
19. I have a terrible memory, but I usually remember people’s middle names. I find them intriguing.
20. I am not good at using chopsticks. I’M JUST NOT. This one, I actually am kind of ashamed of. In fact, my awkward chopstick skills were once very nearly exposed on national television! True story.
21. I also cannot shuffle a deck of cards properly. So being invited to a party with card-playing and sushi would strike anxiety into my heart. Although I really do love sushi.
22. Ketchup is an overrated condiment.
23. I will go to extreme lengths to avoid vomiting.
24. I feel guilty about the fact that I rarely work out.
25. I am an introvert at heart and hate being the center of attention, although I am not particularly shy.
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Monday, February 02, 2009
What would you do...
… if you thought it was a good idea to take both your kids to Old Navy, or “Old Maybe” as your child may have called it, and your child threw a big old fit and wouldn’t listen to anything you said, and then when you got down on his level to talk to him about it, he then proceeded to HIT YOU?
… and then, if you took away your child’s toy car because of the hitting, he started throwing a screaming fit while still in the store?
… and then he hit you again?
… and you then dumped your armful of clothes on the nearest display, did the extra-firm upper-arm grab to remove him from the scene and alert him that YOU MEAN BUSINESS, all while pushing the stroller with the other child in it, and he reaches out and hits you AGAIN?
Now, mind you, these are all HYPOTHETICAL examples, because my children are perfect ANGELS, especially the one who happens to be THREE and fiercely INDEPENDENT.
I am just wondering, in the off chance that one of you unlucky saps has been through this. Because I have this friend...
… and then, if you took away your child’s toy car because of the hitting, he started throwing a screaming fit while still in the store?
… and then he hit you again?
… and you then dumped your armful of clothes on the nearest display, did the extra-firm upper-arm grab to remove him from the scene and alert him that YOU MEAN BUSINESS, all while pushing the stroller with the other child in it, and he reaches out and hits you AGAIN?
Now, mind you, these are all HYPOTHETICAL examples, because my children are perfect ANGELS, especially the one who happens to be THREE and fiercely INDEPENDENT.
I am just wondering, in the off chance that one of you unlucky saps has been through this. Because I have this friend...
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