Everybody needs alittle…

  That’s the slogan and I have a funny story.  Obviously, slogans are meant to be catchy..something to remember, perhaps even raise an eyebrow.   Coke is “the real thing”, Pepsi -“You’ve got alot to live and Pepsi’s got alot to give”.  The old Chesterfield cigarettes “Blow some my way”,  A T & T “Reach out and touch someone”.  Motel 6 “We’ll leave the Light On”.  Nike – “Just Do It” .

 Roba Dolce says….

…and that’s a simple enough statement. I like it, it’s catchy and it’s true.   But it’s a statement of a dangerous flavor when the containers are mistakenly filled by a machine to produce a  set of boobs effect. We opened a container from our local Stop & shop recently and what stared out at us was a choclate set of plump breast-like gelato, nipples and all. (you can imagine this in PINK) The  factory was called and the equipment was revised..it was merely a glitch in the system, but oh did I laugh. That’s a little too much subliminal advertising.
 To answer a few questions…
My two favorite flavors – Raspberry chocolate Almond and Dark Chocolate Chunk
Pistachio… it doesn’t get any better

The best way to eat this stuff is slightly thawed out of the freezer. I pop it in the microwave for 15 seconds.  I also like to wedge the raspberry chocolate almond between two chocolate cookies for a sandwich.

I left out a few bits of information…

Current flavors with more to come
Coconut Gelat
Dark Chocolate Chunk Gelato – for Chocolate lovers, it’s the bomb.
Raspberry Chocolate Almond Gelato – My absolute favorite
Pistachio Gelato- dreamy creamy
Wildberry Gelato
Blood Orange Sorbetto
Lemon Sorbetto
Mango Sorbetto
Raspberry Sorbetto

 The gelato and sorbetto can also be found at the following stores – I ommitted these in yesterday’s post:
(if you don’t see the Roba Dolce brand label in these stores, it means the product is under their private label)

Winn Dixie
Shop Rite
Harmons
Giant
Shaws
Frys
Kings
Negotiations are in the works with Target, but it’s not a done deal yet. Fingers crossed!

OK, getting off my gelato soap box now.

He might quit his day job…

 Mike has branched out into another business while he has watched the housing market slow to a crawl. So far, it’s going really well and the company has grown ten-fold in the past year alone.  A few years back he became a partner in Roba Dolce, America’s Most Italian Gelato.. A Rhode Island based family run company created by Mathew Olerio. This gelato is awesome..the  sorbettos are to die for too…AND.. they’ve just won a contract to sell their gelato exclusively at Patriots Stadium!

A frequently asked question: What’s the difference between gelato and ice cream?
Gelato is just the Italian word for ice cream, right?

Answer:  If you’ve ever visited Italy, you probably experienced creamy, delicious gelato. Many assume that the only reason it seems richer than American ice cream back home is because you are eating it right smack in the middle of the old country, not on your couch in front of the TV.

Ice cream legally has a minimum of 10 percent fat, whereas gelato is made with a greater proportion of whole milk to cream, so it contains much less fat.  While ice cream is usually served frozen, gelato is stored and served at a slightly warmer temperature, not quite completely frozen and the flavor is more intense.

What I get out of that is… NOT AS FATTENING AS ICE CREAM!!!!.. and it tastes better.

 This is their new packaging…

This is the new mini cup…
If you shop in any of the following stores and you’re so inclined to try it, let me know what you think!
Good, bad or ugly, we want to know!
Costco (not all of them yet)
Market Basket
Price Chopper
Dollar General
Dollar Tree
Kroger
Patriots Stadium (Gillette)
Under Private Label (meaning under their store name) they are also available in
Stop & Shop (Simply Enjoy)
Aldi
Kroger (Private Selection)
Food Lyon
Hannafords
Weiss Dairy

Sundance

  This man could not have been more beautiful…although, I’m saddened to see what he’s done to his face in recent years.  Personally?..I think he should have allowed it to age gracefully.  Just sayin.

His beauty is more than skin deep though, and not everyone knows it.
 One of my favorite catalogs tells some of his story…
and the company itself is one of his creations.
These are the things I’m coveting this morning….
Although it ain’t cheap, now and then I treat myself to
just one thing.  Today’s not one of those days, but there’s no harm
in window shopping,now is there?
Love these jeans, wish I could look that fantastical in them.
A beautiful scarf… love the color and pattern, but I’ve never been good at “wearing” them.
I wonder why some people do it well, and others look like they’re just trying.
Hand warmers!! Totally non-essential, fingerless, no less… but I love them anyway.
*love*
I’de like to have these in my closet for those days when
I feel like getting down with my bad-ass self. 
One of the most affordable pieces in this series, a simple ring trio
Now off to the real world. 🙂  Have a good day –

Laughter is definitely the best medicine

 Ok, not to make light of a sad situation, but since it’s me that had the sad situation… it’s OK to laugh now, isn’t it?  Cause this is actually funny…and I give you permission.

Today I was at work and I got a text from my friend saying she was going to the vet (my vet) with her injured dog.  SO…. I had a favor to ask…. read on in the link below.

http://catchjoyasitfliesby.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-never-ceases-to-amaze-me-how-one.html

This is me and one of my best buds, Joey. (the one in the above-linked post)  Let me tell you a story about the photo below.

   A long time ago in a far away land  (ok, this same small town, but whatever)  there were two women who’s paths never crossed.  They never crossed because… she was the ex of the new boyfriend I had when I moved to this small town.  And even though I had nothing to do with their break-up, I was still  the next one.  And, you know.. that’s kinda awkward.  Especially awkward for me because I was the new kid in this one-horse town, and they had been a couple for many years.    SO… I was alittle intimidated by her and made SURE we never crossed paths.  It didn’t help that he never got over her.

    Years went by and the guy and I inevitably broke up, a very good thing because it wasn’t a good thing. I met my husband and Joey met hers and we are still married to those men today.

      Bear with me here

     From time to time I would see her… in the grocery store, in the hardware store… we had babies on our hips or groceries in our arms…and she’d glance my way but then turn away quickly.  A SNUB!   She hated me, Good God, she did.  But didn’t she know I didn’t even KNOW her ex when they had their great fall?            So I avoided her more.

      More years… more avoidance… and then… The CALL.  I was editor of a local publication.. and she had a business she wanted to advertise.  She called to place an ad.   GASP.   I called her back…..
     
     We got to talking,   because we had to,   you know….. and … I asked her if she knew who I was.  She said she thought so, but didn’t know that she had ever SEEN me.   We thought we’de meet at the Town picnic coming up and so we did….  Sure enough, she had no idea who I was… and that really makes perfect sense.   The reason I knew HER… was because he still had pictures of her plastered here and there when I arrived.    And truth be told?  She could have given two __________  because she was so happy to be free of that relationship. 
       
        We are now great friends with so much in common. The above picture was taken in Newport.   There were three of us girls on that trip. We rented a room on Bannister’s Wharf so that we could spend a full two days there shopping and browsing and eating.  Missy took one bed and Joey and I shared the other.  As we turned in for the night thoroughly exhausted ,  we turned out the lights…..and I said… “If you had told me 15 years ago I’de be sharing a hotel bed with Joey, I’de sooner believe Brad Pitt.”  

   To highlight the irony further, in this picture I am wearing a pair of Joey’s jeans, because I didn’t bring long pants and it was cold down by the docks. They fit me perfectly.  I still have them,  and I call them my Joey Jeans.        Who woulda thought.
   
       
  

You have to wonder….

 What the hell are they thinking?!

PORTIMAO, Portugal (AP)

A 14-year-old Dutch sailor departed in secrecy from Portugal Saturday on her quest to become the youngest person to sail solo around the world, avoiding the media because her manager said she didn’t want the attention.

Laura Dekker said goodbye to her father and friends at an undisclosed Portuguese port enroute to Spain’s Canary Islands or Portugal’s Madeira Island despite almost windless conditions in the Atlantic Ocean off the coast of Portugal, according to manager Peter Klarenbeek.

Klarenbeek said the girl was in good spirits as she started sailing her 38-foot ship “Guppy” on a trip expected to last a year or more. The attempt has been criticized by Dutch child protection authorities who questioned the wisdom of a child risking the world’s oceans alone.

“She said goodbye to her father and friends and she sailed away into the horizon,” Holland’s MasMedia company, which has exclusive TV rights to film her voyage, said in a statement.

Laura had been scheduled to depart from Portimao, and photographers and television crews from around the world were at the resort in southwestern Portugal but ended up with no images of the departure. MasMedia is documenting the trip with remote cameras mounted on Laura’s yacht and offered to sell the footage to anyone who is interested starting on Sunday.
A Dutch court last month released Laura from the guardianship of Dutch child protection agencies who had tried to block her voyage because of fears about her safety and psychological health.
 Masmedia’s director, defended the girl’s push to sail around the world, saying Laura is mature for her age and has proven that she can sail her yacht without help from anyone else after passing a maritime exam in the Netherlands for a vessel of her boat’s size.

She also insisted that Laura is uniquely qualified for the ambitious sea venture because she grew up with her father on a boat, and “is completely different from a normal 14-year-old girl.” Schaaphok said.

“She’s very wise and a little bit impatient, but she’s a very nice girl and she knows exactly what she wants,” Schaaphok said.

Laura’s first port of call will be picked based on wind conditions, and her departure came after she took numerous steps to reduce objections to the voyage =- including the purchase of a bigger, sturdier boat than the one she originally planned to use, and courses in first aid and coping with sleep deprivation.

She also used as evidence her successful solo trip across the North Sea to England.
In the end, the Dutch court ruled that her preparations were adequate and it was up to her divorced parents to decide whether to let her make the attempt.

The trip comes just two months after American Abby Sunderland, age 16, had to be rescued in a remote section of the Indian Ocean during an attempt to circle the globe. Earlier this year, Australian Jessica Watson, completed a 210-day voyage at age 16.

But while Watson remained at sea nonstop, Laura plans to stop at dozens of ports and may even return home to catch up on her studies before resuming her trip.

If Laura completes the voyage, any record she claims would be unofficial and likely to be challenged. The Guinness’ World Records and the World Sailing Speed Record Council have decided they will no longer recognize records for “youngest” sailors to avoid encouraging dangerous attempts.

 I applaud the Council for no longer recognizing “youngest” records. 

Is the Glass Half Full or Half Empty?

       Friday the 13th waited a day to throw a wrench or two in my direction, and the karma hung on for a few more.  Funny how life does that, regardless of the date.   Just when you think you’ve got things under control and all is atleast OK with your world… the universe reminds you not to get too comfortable.

       This I know for sure… I ‘de like to be a person who sees the glass half full. I want to fully appreciate all that is good, and I have much to be grateful for.  I need to stop dwelling on and truly accept the things I can’t change and do what is necessary to take care of the things I can.   Life is hard, but it’s also a glorious opportunity. One of my greatest fears is that I’ll waste it.

 Wonderful words of wisdom  below that I found this morning…

 “You can live in a world of happiness and light or one of sorrow and darkness. Both worlds exist around you all the time. It is what you choose to see and give a voice to that will be your experience. The bad stuff will still be there, but you can at least give the good a nod of recognition. Focus on what brings you joy and peace. It may grow before your eyes.


Bloom where you are planted. Stop waiting for things to improve and find a way to hang curtains in the cottage where you live. Let in some light and air. Clean out the dust and gloom. Enjoy being alive. It is a marvelous thing to live. An endless sea of possibilities is open before you.”

 

Shark Week

  It’s here again… and is it me or does Shark Week seem to be growing.. to like, a month long festival..just to torment me.

   My fear was first ignited with the  1975 movie  JAWS.. which was hideously irresistable to my friends and I  in the midst of our glorious adolescense.   (Sort of like The Exorcist, but we won’t even go there…)     Back in the day, the book was considered risque due to the skinny dip scene and the resulting ravaged and naked torso of the unfortunate young woman who’s hand was found sticking up out of the sand in the opening scenes. 

The  three mechanical sharks used in the first  Jaws movie were named Bruce
… after Steven Speilberg’s lawyer.   It never occurred to me while I watched that movie again and again…that the shark was fake.  
My family and I vacation on Martha’s Vineyard when we can get there, and every time we visit, we stop at the Shark bridge and watch the young people jump off into the cool blue waters.  I’m a swimmer. I’de like to do this myself!… but.. I.. just..can’t.  It’s where the film was shot, you know.  Bruce might still come for revenge..they didn’t kill him in one, two or three…and I didn’t have the guts to see four.

 Some things you may not know about Sharks:

* They’ve been around for about 400 million years – long before dinosaurs even existed.”
I can appreciate their resilience, really!.. but I think I’d rather live with dinosaurs.  At least we know how to wipe them out.  Just sayin.

“Sharks have the most powerful jaws on the planet.”
Wonderful.

“Sharks never run out of teeth – when one is lost another spins forward from the rows of backup teeth.”
I think Newt Gingrich has the same affliction.

“A shark may use over 20,000 teeth during its life.”
On unsuspecting surfers, divers, small boat operators,  swimmers and those poor harbor seals, I’m sure.

Now, what got me going on this tangent, you might ask?  

THIS VIDEO.. of a crazy surfer dude who decided to go back out after he had already escaped the damn things… and film them. Alone.   If I were there at that moment, I’de die of an instant panic attack, an easy lunch for Bruce.

Check out this great MSN Video: Surfer Encounters Sharks

THIS JUST IN:  Mark of  Marks Rants and Raves   gave me this little bit of pertinent information:

“Falling coconuts kill 150 people worldwide each year, 15 times the number of fatalities attributable to sharks,” said George Burgess, Director of the University of Florida’s International Shark Attack File and a noted shark researcher.   “The reality is that, on the list of potential dangers encountered in aquatic recreation, sharks are right at the bottom of the list. ”

So..while you THINK you’re safe under the palm trees in your comfy beach chair, far from the terrors of the Great White Grip… there just might be a killer coconut dangling overhead….

I’ll take my chances with the nut, thank you.

Fair Day

 Our first annual Artisan Fair was a success!  Beautiful weather,  ( a few Hail Marys and an Amen) and beautiful crafts from about 20 artisans. For those of you who are local and came down to support us, thank you so much, the best part of the day was getting to chat it up with friends and neighbors.  Our Artisan Gallery is a year and a half old now, and we’re still flying by the seat of our pants, but enjoying the process and learning as we go.  Some of my blog readers are frequent customers and they always support our events. I’de like you to  know how much that’s appreciated.

Below are some pictures of a great day – We plan on doubling the effort next year.

If you don’t have a Corn Bag, you really oughta get one… you throw them in the microwave for two minutes and have a great heat wrap for whatever your achy needs…. My friend Joey let us all in on this phenom..
Here she is talking to the Corn Bag makers.
 Odonata Seaglass Jewelry and designs… one of our most popular artisans…
Aritsan Maryanne D. makes these beautiful glass “Izzy Beads” which are compatable with Pandora, Camilia and Troll. They are a big hit in the gallery, as is Maryanne.
She’s a wonderful person…and NOT a RedSox fan.. YAY Maryanne!!
Pink Tulips handmade purses…
We had a rock’n organic lemonade stand….
By far, the best part of the day for me was to see the very happy faces of Joey, her son, and their new adopted family member, Daisy.  They had just come home from an adoption event in Canaan, CT. Daisy is a beagle-rat terrier mix from Georgia who was just days away from euthanasia.
The organization that rescued her was Companion Rescue…
YAY JOEY!!!!!!

Out with the Other Woman

  On our third date my future husband took me for a ride on his crotch rocket and after an hour or so of speeding down the highway at ridiculous speeds, my hair going in every direction and mascara flowing with the tears down my cheeks…. without warning he pulled into my future mother-in-law’s driveway, unbeknownst to me.  Thankfully she was sunning herself out in the driveway without any makeup on and I think she was more mortified than I to be caught by surprise that day.   Yeah, he’s a pistol like that.  Thankfully we got along just fine and she soon learned I wasn’t a regular crotch-rocket-riding-wild-haired-blackeyed freak.

  He quickly got out of his crotch-rocket phase and there’s been a harley in the garage ever since. I go back and forth with the whole motorcycle thing… I surely don’t want my son or daughter on one, so hypocritical, yes I know… and riding my horse could be considered just as hazardous as the bike, I’m reminded of this on occasion too.

   You gotta LIVE while you’re here, I guess it comes down to that…and whatever makes you feel alive is what you’re going to be drawn to.

  Today’s humidity was hideous, the air so thick you could almost slice it.  One of Mike’s houses needed locking up after a showing today, and a cool spin in the night air felt good.

Hey KW… come for a ride…

Are there any towns left in America that don’t have a D & D?
our little shop is on the left here…
home.
There you go, KW… with the wind in it.