Wednesday, April 30, 2025
It's Electric, er, Eclectic: Boogie Woogie Woogie
Monday, April 28, 2025
Paper or Plastics: Lean, Mean, Reading Machine
Just when I thought that Little Golden Books couldn't get more pop culture cute, the husband came home from the grocery store with -- yes -- the Mean Girls edition. I was so excited, I read it to Charlotte immediately. She was less than enthused, forsaking the mid-aughts classic to chew on some (hopefully clean) socks. But I read on, impressed by how the brain trust at Little Golden Books was able to capture the heart and humor of the story in so few pages. They even included "You go, Glen Coco!", a fan -- and personal -- favorite.
That said, the age-old message of Mean Girls will surely resonate with Charlotte someday.
For now I'm just grateful that her biggest conundrum is whether to eat her food or wear it.
Thursday, April 24, 2025
Easter in an Eggshell: Fashion Firsts
Saturday, April 19, 2025
Procrastination Proclamation: A Treatise on Not Hopping to It
It's finally here: my Peter Cottontail-come-lately Easter content. So what if Easter is less than a day away? There's still plenty of time to get crackin'. But Tote Trove Lady, you may say, if you're trying to sell a product or be an influencer, then you should really post holiday stuff weeks or even months in advance. Wait, what's that? You're (mostly) not trying to become an entrepreneur or social media star? You can't even influence your baby to stop licking lamps or grabbing your throat? You just do this to distract yourself from the horrible things going on in the world not to mention inside your own head? Then, by all means, take as much time as you need. Heck, take a page out of Blink-182's book and have Halloween on Christmas. That might be kind of cute, jack-o'-lanterns in Santa hats.
So, Easter. Despite it being my favorite holiday, I find myself, as I so often do, one egg short of an omelet. Because it's work, baby, work, baby, work, baby, work right up until the pastel parade. But fatigue be darned, I love that parade and won't let myself miss it. So I'm ignoring my grease-grimed stovetop and cobweb-choked stairs and breaking out the bunnies. This year, I was careful to place them far from the floor, well out of Char Bar's reach. Because she's suddenly a little crawling machine, and no crumb or knickknack is safe.
Speaking of Charlotte, I found her the sweetest Easter dress. And myself a pretty sweet skirt. But more on that post-holiday.
For now I need to sign some cards and bag some gifts.
Because those cobwebs aren't going to weave themselves.
Wednesday, April 16, 2025
A Secret Online and a Crime of Our Times: Another Medal in Meddling
My sister chose our last book club pick, and she went with Jesse Q. Sutanto's follow-up to Vera Wong's Unsolicited Advice for Murderers, which is -- what else? -- Vera Wong's Guide to Snooping (on a Dead Man). Still revved up from finding a body in her teahouse, Vera is ripe to solve another whodunit. So, in true Vera fashion, she snoops in her son's detective girlfriend's files in search of a fresh felony.
Influencer Xander Lin has been found dead by what appears to be suicide. But Vera's Spidey senses are tingling, telling her that there's more to the Instagram story. So what if she herself just got scammed from a robocall? She knows that she's smarter than most, just as she knows she cooks the crispiest pork belly in San Francisco. Armed with this arrogance confidence -- and food -- she ingratiates herself with the suspects, just as she did in her sleuthing debut. Sometimes irritating and always entertaining, Vera stops at nothing to get to the truth, even if it means pulling back the curtain on online life and rising to social media stardom.
I enjoyed Vera Wong's Guide to Snooping (on a Dead Man) even more than the original. Sutanto makes us care about Vera, an intrusive old lady who emerges as somehow endearing. What's more, she infuses laugh-out-loud humor into what shapes up to be a dark drama while also delving into what it really means to be an influencer. Indeed, the theme of perception vs. reality is as relevant as it is chilling, giving anyone who posts anything a lot to think about long after Vera swoops in to ingeniously, preachily, save the day.