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You know you’re in Key West when….

Key West beauty shot on carpool candy.com

Hello from sunny Florida! Sorry I’ve been out of commission for a bit but I’m on vacation and couldn’t get my act together to blog. It took several days just to de-ice after all the crappy Northeast weather.

We’re in West Palm Beach now, staying with my mother and step-father, but just returned from Key West where Wilson’s dad and step-mother live. We’ve made the trek down to the Keys for many years and love it so much, it’s difficult to leave.

I’ll blog in more detail about it soon but for now wanted to give you an idea of  why Key West is one of the most unique towns in the U.S. It’s surrounded by water and the spectacular Gulf views and water sports are a draw for tourists from around the world. The food is amazing and the people watching can keep you entertained for hours, especially if aided by a local beer or Key Lime colada.

There’s no place like Key West and here are some reasons why.

You know you’re in Key West when…

Key West chickens on street on carpool candy.com

Traffic stops for chickens. Everywhere you turn, there are roosters and chickens trotting down the street. Often crowing loudly, they gather on front lawns, crowd sidewalks, and frequent local restaurants, completely unimpressed by the presence of humans. My kids loved watching them crossing the street. I was always relieved when they actually got to the other side.

You ask for seconds of raw oysters. The local seafood is terrific in the Keys, because it’s so fresh. It’s not uncommon to eat fish caught only hours before your dinner. I usually find oysters– even from some of the finest New York restaurants– slimy and fishy. But the icy cold ones Wilson ordered at the Half Shell Raw Bar were delectable.

Key West oysters on carpool candy.com

All gone!

Crowds of rubberneckers in Hawaiian shirts choke the sidewalks. Key West is a big cruise ship destination so you can always tell when a ship has recently docked and the main drag, Duval Street, is inundated with tourists clicking cameras, buying t-shirts and ordering umbrella cocktails.

It’s only 7pm but people are already plastered. My kids got an interesting life lesson from walking around at night. It took them a while to realize the extremely loud 20-somethings dancing on street corners and yelling out electric car taxi windows were wasted. There’s a bar every 20 feet in Key West and happy hour starts at brunch. Once my boys did get the picture, they thought it was hilarious and started to pick out their favorite drunks. What a delightful game.

Key West Key Lime pie on carpool candy.com

Key Lime Pie is on every dessert menu. You can’t believe how many ways you can infuse Key Lime into sweets. We had the afore-mentioned Key Lime colada, and also a tangy glazed Key Lime donut, candy, and cookies. There are also a range of beauty and house products featuring Key Limes.

Everything stops when the sun sets. Much like a big 10 college town during football season, instead of the big game, people plan their activities around the sunset. Key West is the southern most point of the U.S. so when the sun sinks slowly into the Gulf, spreading pink and orange streaks across the sky, you don’t want to miss it.  There’s something really nice about the moment when everyone (from tourists to locals, kids to the elderly) stops what they’re doing to take in nature’s wonder.

Key West sunset on carpool candy.com

You slow down. When we checked into our hotel, I bombarded the desk clerk with questions until he paused and said, “I’ll get to that. This isn’t New Jersey. You’re on Key West time now.” Your food takes longer to get to the table, but you linger over a meal. People shuffle down the street and pause on the corners to chat and look around. The town is up all night and sleeps in when the sun rises. The locals speak slowly. It takes a while for a wound up Yankee like me to decelerate but it feels right when I do.

Unfortunately I’ll be back up North next week, all tense and stressed again. See you then!

NYC holiday window tour, a less than perfect tradition

In the late afternoon of Christmas Eve, I had the magical notion of taking my delightful children (ages 8, 10, and 13) on the train to Manhattan to see the retail holiday windows and the giant tree at Rockefeller Center.

NYC Rockefeller Center tree on carpoolcandy.com

Although I love the idea of strolling down 5th Avenue at Christmas time and soaking in the creative opulence of the fanciest stores on earth, my boys could care less. So I did what any resourceful mother would do, and enticed them with a sushi dinner following our window walk.

In my version of the afternoon, we would run from window to window, sharing the excitement of being in New York for the holiday. The thousands of people jamming the sidewalks had flown or drove from all over the country– and the world– to experience Christmas in New York, I told them earnestly.

They were not impressed.

As soon as we emerged from the subway, the complaints began. They were cold, tired, and annoyed by the crowds of gawkers who also had the brilliant idea of cramming 5th Avenue on Christmas Eve.

I was disappointed, but not completely surprised by their indifference. But I wasn’t going to let those three Scrooges dampen my holiday spirit! I yanked their little hands through those giddy mobs of rubberneckers from 60th and Madison to Times Square, clicking as many pictures as possible, and ignoring their protests.

It didn’t help that the windows were a bit of a bust this year.

We started at Barneys on Madison. For years, the Barneys holiday windows were my favorite by far. They were edgy, fantastical, irreverent, and chic all at once.

Check out these gems from 2010:

Barneys holiday window 2010 on carpoolcandy.com

Barneys holiday window 2010 on carpoolcandy.com

This year, the store collaborated with rapper Jay Z to produce four futuristic scenes that were shiny and modern, but a complete snore.

Barneys holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

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Barneys holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

Santa’s 21st century sleigh

There was a light show and a crazy tricked-out sports vehicle that was supposed to be Santa’s sleigh, but it just didn’t work for me at all.

So we soldiered on to Bergdorf Goodman, which got the best artistic design award of the evening, but was not as inventive as years past.

Bergdorf Goodman holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

July 4th

Bergdorf Goodman holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

April Fool’s Day

The theme was magical holidays.

Bergdorg Goodman holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

Arbor Day

Valentine’s Day was the highlight, with amazing attention to detail and color scheme.

Bergdorf Goodman holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

Bergdorg Goodman holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com
Next up, the jewel-encrusted Bulgari windows. Classy, bold, and serpentine, which the boys liked.

Bulgari holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

The Henri Bendel windows were a pleasant surprise. They’re a tribute to famous cartoonist and New Yorker Al Hirschfeld.

Henri Bendel holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

New York notables, including Liza Minelli, Bernadette Peters, Carol Channing, Sarah Jessica Parker and Matthew Broderick, Woody Allen, and Audrey Hepburn were among those immortalized.

Henri Bendel holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

We made our way to Saks on 50th and 5th. More kid-friendly, the store’s whole block of windows told the story of a winter yeti who leaves home to discover the world and ends up in New York. Kind of random, but at least they tried.

Saks Fifth Avenue holiday windows 2013 on carpoolcandy.com

By now the whining was reaching a crescendo so I relented and said we would head towards the restaurant…but purposefully passed the Rockefeller tree on the way. There were just a few other people there too.

NYC Rockefeller Center tree on carpoolcandy.com

Then we headed straight for Haru on 43rd and Broadway, where we met some friends and melted into our seats for sushi. The whole sojourn lasted maybe an hour but the struggle to wade through the sea of people in the midtown cold made us feel like we had walked to the North Pole.  Nothing a vodka martini and three Shirley Temples couldn’t fix.

It was not the evening I imagined, but I’m glad we did it and I’d probably do it again. But don’t tell the kids. I’m hoping they’ll block all the bad parts out and only remember the sushi by next year.

If you want to see even more windows, click here and here.

Hope you’re enjoying some rest and family togetherness this holiday week. Wishing you peace, love and adventure in the new year.  Happy holidays!

My California adventure ( with photos!)

Hiking Runyon Canyon with kids on carpoolcandy.com

Can you find the Hollywood sign?

We just returned from a week with family in California. You know with family, sometimes it’s great… and sometimes you need a triple dose of Xanax.

This year, we had a terrific time. Two of my closest friends live in West Hollywood so I get girl time while Wilson and the fellas watch football.  We had dinner at Umame Burger at The Grove, a sprawling outdoor mall that satisfies every need from eating, to shopping, to movies, not to mention supreme people watching.

Umame burger on carpoolcandy.com

Umame burger-yum!

You haven’t lived until you’ve seen the 15th impossibly tall, wanna-be actress donning the skinniest of jeans and giant designer sunglasses, toting her chihuahua under one arm, and iPhone and shopping bags in the other.

I also love the holiday displays in LA. Santa sits in a heap of fake snow as holiday lights twinkle from palm trees. Ah Hollywood kitsch.

CA holiday lights on palm trees on carpoolcandy.com

On Sunday, we gathered up the kids, my friends, and my brother and hiked Runyon Canyon to see the gorgeous views of the city. It was the perfect activity for all ages and athletic aptitudes.

Hiking Runyon Canyon with kids on carpoolcandy.com

Wilson’s aunt and uncle live in Orange County so we stayed at their house for the rest of the week. 14 people and 4 dogs in one house keeps things interesting. There’s basically no escape. Everyone is in your bidness. Every meal is a production, and so many opinions and needs means we often take hours to decide what to do.

Tuesday we made our annual pilgrimage to Disneyland, where we had on off day.

Disneyland in November on carpoolcandy.com

It started off ok, as you can see from this flattering Splash Mountain photo. Can’t tell if that scream is panic or delight….

Splash Mountain Disneyland on carpoolcandy.com

We didn’t plan well and had some bad ride karma. We were there for 10 hours but only went on 4 rides… although we did 3 of them twice. (Don’t ask!)

Too much standing and waiting made us cranky and tired.

One of my favorite rides is the Indiana Jones Adventure, but while we were smack in the middle of Indy’s journey, the ride stalled for a good 15 minutes. We were stuck in our jeep as the lights went up, revealing stark black walls that only moments before felt like a scary trip through the jungle.

Stuck on Indiana Jones ride Disneyland on carpoolcandy.com

Waiting in dark for ride to start

We had to finish the ride surrounded by bright lights and no sound– a bizarre behind-the-scenes look that demystified the experience.  We did get a repeat ride once it started up again, but it wasn’t quite the same.

We waited online for the new Cars ride at the California Adventure park and after 90+ minutes in line they announced the ride was closed due to mechanical difficulties. By that point I wanted to run someone over.

Cars ride Disneyland California Adventure on carpoolcandy.com

The ride that wasn’t meant to be

Then we ran back to Tomorrowland to make our FastPass for Space Mountain and just as we got to the front of the line, they announced it was closed due to “guest issues,” which apparently translates to somebody losing their lunch during flight.

We were not feeling the Mickey Magic.

Disney disappointment aside, it was still a fun week of togetherness. Wine flowed freely, Wilson and I got in a few sunny runs, and I saw two movies. (Caught up on Woody Allen’s Blue Jasmine. Cate Blanchett is amazing and the story compelling, but don’t go for the laughs. Dallas Buyers Club is also rather dark but Matthew McConaughey is better than ever and the story inspires.)

Thanksgiving turkey on carppolcandy.com

The kids loved playing with their cousins, and we all ate ourselves silly on Thanksgiving. Our Aunt Ruthie slaves for days to create a traditional, delicious meal, with two turkeys (one baked, the other fried) and stupendous sides from marshmallow-topped sweet potatoes to my favorite creamed corn.

Thanksgiving dinner on carpoolcandy.com

Cousin Jeremy stuffs his plate

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….10 minutes later. Seconds?!

As the week came to an end, the kids begged us to change our flights to stay an extra day. We wanted to, but it would only prolong the sad goodbye. The boys’ spirits were lifted by DirectTV at their seats on the flight home. Nothing like inappropriate movies and unlimited soda to plaster a smile on a young boy’s face.

And just like that, vacation was over.

The house is a mess, the kids scrambled to finish homework they neglected, my packed suitcase is still sitting on the bedroom floor. Back to work tomorrow and a week filled with meetings, doctor appointments, carpools, holiday prep.

Makes waiting in line at Disneyland seem like, well, Disneyland.

Reality bites.

What was your holiday highlight? Tell me in the comments.

7 great things to do in Martha’s Vineyard

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Last summer I shared some of our favorite things to do in Martha’s Vineyard.

When we went back this year with kids ranging in age from 7 to 14, we returned to some of our favorite spots (bridge jumping at State Beach, sunset at Menemsha, and inlet paddle boarding) but also tried some new adventures….

West Tisbury flea market in Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

West Tisbury flea market in Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

West Tisbury Flea Market—I love to shop on vacation and an outdoor market featuring local artists is right up my alley. I bought a fresh-baked popover and happily perused the stands of jewelry, clothing, home decor, art and photography. The locals were friendly and the wares creative. Although some prices seemed high, this market on State Road is a great way to spend an hour shopping outside, especially if you need to buy gifts.

Best yoga in Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Yoga Barn— Whether you’re a devoted yogi or never down-dogged, a visit to the Yoga Barn in West Tisbury is a perfect vacation activity. As the name suggests, the studio is a refurbished old barn in the middle of a gorgeous meadow, bathed in natural light. Most classes are for all levels and the teachers are experienced and welcoming.  There’s something about the unique structure of the space and the setting that was instantly calming and peaceful.

Waves crash at Long Point Bech Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Catching tasty waves at Long Point Beach, Martha’s Vineyard

Long Point Beach—South Beach, near Edgartown, is known for huge waves, which may be a deterrent for some. But we heard about Long Point, which is further down South Beach, off Edgartown-West Tisbury Road. Don’t be discouraged by the long drive through thick woods to reach the beach, it’s well worth the hike.  Now my favorite beach on the island, it’s long and wide, with white sand, preserved dunes, and few people. You can have fun surfing waves at low tide, or get your ass kicked at high tide. Or walk over to the fresh water pond that’s only two to three feet deep, which is perfect for both toddler splashing and teen paddle boarding.

Pretty view on Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Pretty view on Franklin/Main Street walk/run in Vineyard Haven

Pretty view on Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Something to aspire to on Main Street in Vineyard Haven

Vineyard Haven run/walk—While staying at a house in Vineyard Haven, we discovered a great route for either exercise or scenic jaunt. Start on Franklin Street near St Augustine’s Church off Colonial Lane and go north towards Vineyard Sound. You get a feel for the local neighborhood, then pass the lovely West Chop Club tennis courts before you make the turn to Main Street. The rest of the run has a view of the Sound on your left, spotted with gorgeous homes—from cottages to mansions—that will make you swoon. The road takes you right through Main Street in Vineyard Haven and back up to Franklin or anywhere you want to stop. It’s about four miles of pretty.

Chappaquiddick, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Chappaquiddick, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Chappaquiddick, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Chappaquiddick—It’s a schlep, but worth it. If you travel light, I recommend you find parking near Edgartown and walk on the 5-minute ferry to Chappaquiddick Island. If you haul loads of food, drinks, booze, towels, sports equipment, and chairs like we do, you’ll need to wait in line to get your car over, which can take anywhere from 10 to 45 minutes, depending on the weather and time of day. Once you’re on the island you drive a ways and then park, and drag your crap across sandy roads and dunes to the beach. But the beach is untouched, beautiful, and quiet. You can’t see any civilization for miles around and you can’t help but find Zen there. Everywhere you turn is a picturesque view, and all you hear is seagulls and the water lapping at the sand. It’s a great spot for a long walk collecting seashells and rocks… or a nice nap.

Tabernacle in Oak Bluffs, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Gingerbread cottages in Oak Bluffs, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Oak Bluffs cottages—The Vineyard has strict development rules so there are no high buildings and all the houses have that weathered shingled look. That’s why a walking tour of Oak Bluffs is a breath of fresh sea air. The town, overlooking Nantucket Sound, is a great place to meander, with lots of stores and restaurants. You can plant your kids at the local arcades, or take a family tour of the historical Victorian “gingerbread” homes in the area.  Many of the “Carpenter’s Gothic” architectural style-cottages are painted and decorated in colorful designs and have names like “Angel Cottage,” Pink House,” and “Oz.” Tucked behind the main streets is the beautiful Trinity Park and Tabernacle—a circular, open-sided pavilion dating back to the 1880’s, which continues to be a venue for community events. Walking back there is like stepping into a 19th century novel set in New Orleans.

John belushi grave on Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

John Belushi’s grave—As a pop culture addict, I wanted to see the infamous grave of the former Blues Brother, who died of a drug overdose in 1982. Although Belushi died in L.A., he loved the Vineyard and had a house there. Legend has it, he’s actually buried in an unmarked grave at the Abel’s Hill Cemetery in Chilmark so he can rest in peace. But when you arrive at the cemetery, there is a plot separated from the rest, with a Belushi tombstone that reads, “I may be gone but Rock N’ Roll lives on.

Any beach you choose, any sight you see, it’s all good. Look at these happy faces!

Boys smiling on Chappaquiddick, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

I’d love to hear any of your favorite spots in the comments.

Top 7 best eats in Martha’s Vineyard

Art Cliff Diner/ best food Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

It was only a few weeks ago when we were digging our toes in the sand in Martha’s Vineyard, but feels like a lifetime since school has started and I’m back to work. One of the things I love most about the Vineyard is how much there is to do, and more importantly, eat. With only a week on the island I tried to make every meal count. The food reminds be of being in Europe or other places where everything is homemade, with natural, and often locally grown ingredients.

Last year I made a list of my favorite foods on the Vineyard, but I was still able to come up with a whole new list for 2013 of my favorite eating experiences.:

Fresh baked bread — Oh my. I’m a carb whore. I know white flour is no good so at home I almost never eat bread that doesn’t have some wheat or grains in it. But the Portuguese and Sour dough bread on the Vineyard is worth breaking all the rules. You can probably try any local bakery but we ate several kinds from the West Tisbury farmer’s market and Cronig’s  Market on State Road in Vineyard Haven. Cronig’s carries a variety of Pain d’Avignon   breads (ferried over every morning from Hyannis) that are to die for. I highly recommend the rosemary sour dough dipped in olive oil. I’m swooning just thinking about it.

Best lobster seafood / best food Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Seafood – We like to set aside a night to pick up fresh fish from a local market to cook at home. There are myriad choices but we went with lobsters, steamers and chowder from the Net Result in Vineyard Haven. The ruddy kids running the counter know their filets and can help you decide what to get, how much to order, and how to cook it. The seafood tasted like it was caught a few hours before, which is completely possible.

State Road Martha's Vineyard review on carpoolcandy.com

State Road— Wilson’s birthday fell during our vacation week so we had an adults-only meal with friends at arguably the best restaurant on the island, State Road.  It’s a small place, with two rooms set in a restored barn, giving it a rustic feel. It’s fine dining, but very low key. There’s no dress code, very little décor and minimal candlelight but feels cozy.  The menu of farm-to-table offerings is simple but filled with unusual, tantalizing options. We ordered strategically so we could all taste as much as possible and none of the delicious plates disappointed. Among our favorites were the corn soup with lobster, quahog fritters, and pan roasted duck breast.  Amazing desserts included a berry cobbler and solid bar of dark chocolate with pistachios and sea salt. Explosions of yum in every bite. Make sure to call ahead for a reservation.

Sharky’s Cantina—If so much seafood is sending you overboard, sample a cerveza and chimichanga at Sharky’s. This Mexican tavern–with locations in Vineyard Haven and Oak Bluffs— is perfect for families. It has a huge menu to satisfy picky kids and health-conscious adults and won’t break the bank. Make sure you order the guacamole and a watermelon margarita.

Humphreys Bakery sandwiches— Want to picnic on the beach? Humphrey’s has been serving up sammys on the island for more than 50 years. The menu of this old school shop looks like it hasn’t changed since the 70’s and why should it? The sandwiches start with thick homemade breads and generous helpings of meat. My chicken salad was excellent and Wilson loved their signature Turkey Gobbler, teeming with stuffing and cranberry sauce.  Call ahead to avoid the lines.

Art Cliff Diner Martha's Vineyard review on carpoolcandy.com

Art Cliff Diner— There was a lot of hype surrounding this tiny spot in Vineyard Haven—between the foody awards and constant crowd outside its door. I can tell you firsthand the Art Cliff deserves every accolade.  There’s an old-fashioned counter and maybe 15 tables, packed with plates of gourmet brunch food.  The thick French toast was cooked to perfection, the Nutella and banana crepe sublime, but it was the egg frittata with sausage, asparagus, and brie that knocked our socks off. It was, by far, my kids’ favorite meal. There was not a morsel left on any plate. The wait is crazy so I recommend you put your name in early and walk around Vineyard Haven to pass the time, but remember it closes at 2pm.

Art Cliff Diner Martha's Vineyard review on carpoolcandy.com

Art Cliff Diner Martha's Vineyard review on carpoolcandy.com

Back Door Donuts—I had heard the legend of this Oak Bluffs mainstay but didn’t understand why people would line up in a dingy parking lot to wait for baked goods at all hours of the day and night. Until I tried the apple fritter.  I don’t even like fruit in my pastry but I flipped for that fritter. Sweet, doughy, warm and gooey. The donuts weren’t bad either. Mmmmmm.

Back Door Donuts Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Now I’m hungry! Would love to hear your Vineyard food favs in the comments.

Martha’s Vineyard with kids: Vineyard Haven was heaven

Chappaquiddick, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Just got back from a terrific week in Martha’s Vineyard. As we did last year, we rented a house with another family, but this time we were in Vineyard Haven.

 House on Franklin Street Vineyard Haven,  Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Our house in Vineyard Haven was 2 blocks from town and close to everything so the kids had a lot of independence

There are dozens of gorgeous beaches to discover, some found at the end of a winding dirt road, in the middle of the woods…others, the front lawn of spectacular mansions on the water.

Beach in Chappaquiddick,  Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Great beach walking in Chappaquiddick, Martha’s Vineyard

The food was amazing (another post on that later) and the weather ideal.

Lobster races on Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Lobster races: cruel but fun

We did have some rain, but very little humidity and a breeze cool enough to make a sunny day at the beach bearable, and a house without central air delightful.

I’ll post more about what we did next week, but for now wanted to share some of my favorite sights.

Menemsha, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Boats docked near Menemsha

Everywhere we drove, I hung out the window snapping photos, trying to capture the island’s unique beauty, but my photos don’t do it justice.

You need to experience it yourself!

On one of our first evenings, we indulged in arguably the best fried clams on the island from a crab shack called The Bite, while watching the sun sink in Menemsha.

Sunset at Menemsha, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

What’s better than friends, seafood, wine and this view in Menemsha?

Sometimes you’ll just be walking along and sandwiched between two houses you happen upon something like this….

East Chop Lighthouse near Oak Bluffs, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

East Chop Lighthouse near Oak Bluffs

I may take too many boat pictures, but who could resist this?

Boats in the harbor near Menemsha, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Boats in the harbor near Menemsha

We rented paddle boards again this year which was a big hit with the kids, but the wind was so strong they didn’t get very far.

Paddleboarding on Tashmoo Pond, near Vineyard Haven, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Paddleboarding on Tashmoo Pond, near Vineyard Haven

Look how clear the water is. 10-year-old Aden always finds an interesting animal….

Crab grabbing on Tashmoo Pond, near Vineyard Haven, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Crab grabbing on Tashmoo Pond, near Vineyard Haven

We took the 2-minute ferry from Edgartown to Chappaquiddick Island. The wait to get on with your car can be 20 times longer than the ride, but well worth it for the magnificent beaches.

View from the ferry line from Chappaquiddick to Edgartown, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

View from the ferry line from Chappaquiddick to Edgartown

Dusk is my favorite time of day at the beach. I couldn’t resist taking dozens of photos during our day trip to Chappaquiddick. The light was incredible.

Kayaks parked at Chappaquiddick beach, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Kayaks parked at Chappaquiddick beach

Much of the island is still wild and undeveloped like this road to the beach on Chappaquiddick.  It felt good to be surrounded by nature.

Road to Chappaquiddick beach, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Road to Chappaquiddick beach

This may be my favorite picture. It says beauty, nature, possibility.

New screen saver?

Beach path in Chappaquiddick, Martha's Vineyard on carpoolcandy.com

Beach path in Chappaquiddick

Next summer, two weeks!

Love to travel, hate to pack

We’re going away this week which is great. But it’s difficult for me to get excited about a family vacation until I’ve driven away from the house and can’t grab just one more snack, shoe, beauty product, magazine, recharger, etc. etc. etc.

I’m the queen of packing procrastination. I’m writing this blog right now so I don’t have to face my empty suitcase.

I’ve gotten better at it over the years.  My mother used to laugh at me because she could always find me up at one am,  the night before a trip, sitting in a heap of clothes, refolding t-shirts and filling tiny bottles with shampoo and conditioner.

Now I start days in advance, but somehow still never get it done until we’re about to walk out the door. I have a packing list on my computer that I adjust and print out for every adventure. But despite decades of destinations, I’ve never perfected my packing skills because I get overwhelmed by the task of gathering everything we might need, and I hate to commit to clothes ahead of time.

Sure, I’ve read all the women’s magazine articles telling me to choose an outfit a day with a basic color scheme and then add a few versatile pieces. But I hate deciding every ensemble in advance, and as you may know from previous blogs, I live in fear of the “what if,” and need to be prepared.

Wilson is an anxious traveler. He lays the luggage on our bedroom floor a week before we leave, packs three days ahead,  and then disdainfully reminds me of our departure time 5 times a day until we leave.

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Wilson’s suitcase is on the left

My three boys (ages 7, 10, and 13) love to pack because it gives them a sense of independence. Using my printed list as a guide, they quickly lay out clothes on their beds and never think about it again. Their singularly focused male brains never wonder if they brought the right clothes for a change in weather,  or worry about remembering enough underwear.

They just don’t care.

Someone has to care! The pressure of being responsible for everything for everyone on vacation can be paralyzing.  Trying to remember everything we might need during a week away from home keeps me from filling the bags.

It’s amazing how many distractions I can create to dodge my duffel.  Some seem reasonable– like making sure I have the exact same ratio of cheddar Goldfish to pretzels in each child’s snack bag, or finding lost pieces of games we will bring but never play. Others seem irrational, like choosing today to get to the mall to return something  that’s been sitting on a chair since March…or cleaning makeup brushes and recycling magazines.

The last 12 hours before departure are frantic and tense but the luggage gets packed for Wilson to zip up and load into the car. (I can’t bear the finality of zipping.)  We get on the road and about 15 minutes into the ride I finally relax.

The only thing worse than packing for a trip is unpacking when you get home. As if it’s not bad enough that your vacation is over, you are blessed with 5 loads of laundry.

But I’m not going to think about that now. I’ve got much more procrastinating to do.

Do you believe in fairytales?

My youngest son, 7-year-old Eli has a flair for the dramatic. His pre-school teachers encouraged me to start him in acting lessons and he loves being the center of attention. That’s why I wasn’t surprised when he told me he was dying to see “Cinderella” on Broadway.

I told Eli and his 10-year-old brother, Aden, I wanted to take them to a show this summer and suggested “Spiderman.” Rock music and a super hero flying into the audience seemed like a no-brainer.

Aden looked at me like I’d just asked him to smell the inside of his sneaker (which could make you pass out.) “I don’t want to go to a play!” he cried indignantly.

kid and grandma at Mary Poppins on carpoolcandy.com

Aden and Grandma not believing the magic

I may have scarred him by taking him to see “Mary Poppins” on Broadway last summer with my mother. We all agreed it was kind of boring and the songs were just okay.

I chose “Spiderman,”  thinking it could spark their interest and I’d be able to jam a little culture into their sports-obsessed lives.

Aden wasn’t interested, but Eli’s eyes lit up.  “I want to see the one with the pretty dresses and the flying lady!” he insisted. He always runs to the TV whenever the “Cinderella” commercial comes on, gaping at the Fairy Godmother soaring through the air.

So this week, Eli, Nan (Grandma) and I went to the city for a matinée. After the Poppins fiasco I kept expectations low.

You know what, kids? I freaking LOVED it!

Grandma & Eli at Cinderella/ carpoolcandy.com

We all did. It had a simple story, talented performers singing and dancing their britches off, and beautiful costumes. What I didn’t expect was the magic. I don’t know how they did it, but they changed the set and costumes from rags to riches in seconds right before our eyes. It was truly amazing. And fun.

The Broadway production is the Rodgers and Hammerstein– not Disney–  version of the show, with a purposely modern twist.  They rewrote the book so the prince isn’t a one-dimensional Ken doll looking for the fairest lady in the village. He’s an insecure guy who has inherited his father’s kingdom but isn’t even sure he wants to run it.  Cinderella actually helps him through his identity crisis and makes him see the suffering of his people and effect change.

The evil step-mother lives up to her title but one step-daughter is funny and authentic– knowing she has no chance with the prince– and the other is more interested in a nerdy town rebel than being a Princess.

When the inevitable happy ending came, everyone was cheering like crazy and Cinderella got an ovation that I can only compare to the shrieking I heard at a Justin Bieber concert. I was grateful the theater was dark as I stood and clapped with tears splashing down my face.

I’m such a sucker for sap.

I had equal enthusiasm for the birth of the royal baby last month. I ate up all the photos and details like they were cream-filled crumpets. Too-cool-for-school Wilson rolled his eyes at every breathless mention of Prince George and his handsome parents.

“Aren’t you excited about it? It’s joyous news!” I said grinning like a toddler.

“NO!” he said emphatically from behind his newspaper. “I don’t care. Why should I care?”

Despite his virtues as father and husband, Wilson can be a real curmudgeon sometimes.

Royal baby on YouTube /Carpoolcandy.com

But he made me stop and think about why I did care so much.

It’s the same reason I enjoyed “Cinderella.” Even though I’m all about keeping it real, I love a fairytale. I love the possibility that magic can happen and dreams can come true.

My sense of wonder roused me up at 4am to watch Princess Diana and Prince Charles get married back in 1981… but then that devolved into disaster and divorce. So when charming, adorable Prince William fell for gorgeous, poised Kate, I swooned on my side of the pond.

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Watching royal wedding at 5am in 2011

She’s a commoner who married a prince. They’re modern and low-key (at least by royal standards) and look so sunny that it’s hard not to believe in their fairytale.

And I’m not the only one. When I told Eli about the royal baby he smiled and excitedly asked if it was a boy or a girl. When I told him it was a prince, his face fell.

“Darn it!’

Why did he care about the gender?

“Because if it was a princess, then maybe I could go to college in London and marry her so I could be a King!”

That’s my boy.

These top sports museums charm even non-fans (like me)

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As the mother of three little jocks and wife to one big sports fan, I’ve visited many a sports museum and stadium.  Before I met Wilson, I was as likely to spend an afternoon at the Hockey Hall of Fame as I was to perform a triple axel in the Olympics.

But we do crazy things for the people we love, so I’ve actually been the one to plan trips to several sports museums.  I recently wrote a travel piece about the best ones which ran on FoxNews.com. You can read the full story here.

The story will give you the facts on the Baseball, Basketball, Hockey, and Football Halls of Fame, but this post offers my opinion.

My boys love anything sports-related but they generally resent museums. Each of these Halls has the requisite history of the sport, the evolution of uniforms and equipment, and tributes to the best players. But modern facilities have wised up and added lots of interactive exhibits to engage kids.  Here’s the inside scoop:

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baseball hall of fame kids carpoolcandy.com

Baseball Hall of Fame  (Cooperstown, New York)  is Wilson’s and my favorite of the four. The history of baseball is really the history of America, and I enjoyed learning about its role in pop culture. There are also great tributes to women and minorities in the sport. A letter from an angry bigot to Hank Aaron when Aaron was poised to break Babe Ruth’s home run record and his brave response brought me to tears. I also loved the art gallery on the first floor with works by some huge names, all focused on baseball.

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basketball hall of fame with kids carpoolcandy.com

Basketball Hall of Fame  (Springfield, Massachusetts)  is the most modern, high-tech museum and my kids’ favorite. The structure looks like the Guggenheim in New York, with a winding ramp taking you up the three floors of exhibits, overlooking a full basketball court on the ground floor.  There are tons of games and interactive displays, plus a media center where kids can record their own sportscast.

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hockey hall of fame with kids carpoolcandy.com

Hockey Hall of Fame (Toronto, Ontario, Canada) We’re not huge hockey fans but while in Toronto, why not, eh? You can take a picture with the Stanley Cup, see the first skates ever worn in the game, and hockey uniforms from countries all over the world. Highlights for the kids were the replica of the Canadiens locker room and the interactive shooting games.

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football hall of fame with kids carpoolcandy.com

Football Hall of Fame  (Canton, Ohio) We visited this one on a Midwest road trip. While it’s mecca for football fans, it’s extremely out of the way. Wilson liked the historical exhibits and I liked the bling on the Super Bowl rings. The kids loved running around on the Pro Football Hall of Fame field across the street from the museum.

If you find yourself in one of these cities, these sports museums are worth a stop.  The Baseball Hall in Cooperstown is definitely one of those places you should see before you die, even if you can’t appreciate a double play or a perfect game.

Would I still rather look at Monet’s “Water Lilies” than Shaq’s old shoe?    You bet. But if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em.

I could live out of my minivan, could you?

I was at my son’s baseball game when one of his brothers fell and scraped his knee. No problem, I thought. I reached into my oversized purse to retrieve Neosporin and a band-aid and all was well in the world again. About a half hour later, another mom spilled food on her shorts. I whipped out a Tide clean stick and blotted the stain, which faded within minutes.

The other parents teased and applauded me for my readiness for any situation.  I started to wonder how long my family could survive living out of my handbag and car.

If you emptied the storage spaces and explored the nooks and crannies of my minivan, you could probably exist quite comfortably for at least three days. I’m not certain why I feel a strong need to be prepared for so many situations — perhaps I was some sort of foreign refugee in a former life. All I know is not having something I might need makes me anxious.

Ever since my children were babies and I started carrying around a twenty pound diaper bag, I’ve accumulated more stuff to lug “just in case.” With kids “just in case” happens all the time. Extra clothes if they spill or get cold…snack options if they’re hungry….wipes to clean up. It began with the basics, but once we got a minivan, the stockpiling really took off.

Honda Odyssey living out of my minivan

We travel a lot in that minivan: the beach, the city, vacation, sporting events, concerts, etc. Each time we go, I seem to stow more stuff. But I rarely remove, so the arsenal keeps growing.

My minivan is a bit like a tiny Target store. The front seats are where you would find the snacks, cleaning supplies, reading materials and health and hygiene items.  Dig deep into the front bins and you might score pretzels, granola bars, fruit leathers, protein bars, raisins, and gum. Thirsty after all those snacks? How about some Gatorade or water? If you don’t mind backwash, you’re in business.

For sticky fingers, a spill, or a good cry, try my anti-bacterial wipes and tissues.

I could live out of my minivan

If your lips are dry, you have a choice of lip balm and two shades of gloss. There are ponytail holders and headbands for hair control and hand cream to moisturize on the go. I have Benadryl in case of allergic reactions (bees! pollen! peanut butter!)  and A&D soothes minor cuts and prevents diaper rash.

I’m not done.

The second row houses toys, games, and clothing in my tiny Target. I have Matchbox cars, crayons, and Uno cards.  A selection of shorts, sweatshirts, and raincoats in various sizes clutter the trunk.

In the electronics department, there’s a GPS, iPod, CD’s, and phone rechargers for devices we haven’t used in a year.

Sports enthusiasts will never be bored with the equipment in the trunk: baseball bats, mitts, and hats…two footballs and a frisbee.  Fans can borrow folding chairs, an umbrella, and two outdoor blankets for watching games.

I could live out of my minivan

Am I nuts or do you have similar stashes in your car?

Why do we do it? For me, it’s primarily the fear of an unhappy child. The wares I’ve amassed stave off boredom, hunger, and physical discomfort. Have my children experienced these hardships? Of course! But it’s always more pleasant for mommy if I can prevent them whenever possible. Like much of my experience in parenthood, it’s organized chaos.

One of the downsides—besides you people thinking I’m a great candidate for an episode of “Hoarders,” —is that my kids have come to expect the snacks, amusement, and extra layers. Am I limiting their coping skills? The way I see it, easing their pain is really easing mine. My car coffer keeps the whining to a minimum.

When I’m in a friend’s car that’s spare and orderly with no sign of survival stuff, I wince with guilt. But I wouldn’t be comfortable feeling unprepared. What if their kids wanted to toss a football while chewing gum and listening to music? What if they were so cold, they started sneezing and fell down and scraped their elbow? That’s one less thing I have to worry about.