Showing posts with label Top 5. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Top 5. Show all posts

EPIDEMIC!! Five tips that can help you avoid the flu this season

The flu has come to every town USA. Usually, this means being sick... which isn't fun. But when you're immune system is suppressed and you happen to be a transplantee, the risks are much much MUCH more severe. Thus, I've become something of an expert on avoiding germs. While I still get sick, I'm getting better at avoiding it. So here are my top five tips for avoiding the flu or stopping its spread if you happen to have or get it.

Misery and germs love nothing more than human company. So sit down with a good book. Do some journaling. Read some poetry. These beauties belong to my friend Jay Walker who's a big book collector. They're encrusted with gold, lacquer, rubies, diamonds and other crazy stuff. I love this one which is  just a bit cheaper :) 

5. Be Anti Social. This is the perfect time of year to catch up on correspondence, old tv shows, blog posts, etc. Call an old friend. Try out some new recipes. Start spring cleaning early. Home is where the heart is and where you're safest from germs.

4. Stay Hydrated. When you don't have enough fluids in your system, you're more susceptible to bugs. So pour yourself a giant mug of peppermint tea (I also LOVE Good Earth Original Herbal Tea. SO good!) and then another mug, and then another mug. It's good fort he body, mind and soul.

Apple cider and mint hot chocolate. Yum!

3. Keep It Fresh! Despite common belief, there are plenty of veggies that grow in the wintertime. Citrus is in season. So is kale, cauliflower, broccoli, kohlrabi, and a lot of those super healthy leafy greens. So eat up! All of those nutrients will help your system and look at the links for some great recipes.

Not only are winter veggies incredibly high in anti oxidants, they are gorgeous and delicious!
2. Make like the Japanese, US Presidents or any number of other folks and bow. Ok. You don't have to bow. But hands are super dirty. So wave, do air kisses, try an Obama bump, do something but PLEASE don't shake hands. They are very useful, but they are absolutely filthy.

1. Speaking of hands, WASH THEM ... and try not to touch your face with them. This is probably the easiest and best way to avoid the spread of germs. Cover your coughs count dracula style. If you're traveling, don't grab for the sky mall and the pockets in front of you. Keep your hands to yourself and  wash them frequently.

Sometimes you'll still get sick. I just got back from the hospital but the good new is, it wasn't the flu and so far (crossing my fingers) everything looks like it's going to be ok. But these tips have helped me get through tons of travel, events and interactions unscathed by germs.

What are your tips for staying healthy?  

A Blog Post Named Desire

Christmas
For Christmas I mostly want hot chocolate with half-melted marshmallows, but these things are pretty neat, too.

#1
A watch. I really like watches. I like knowing what time it is when my phone is lost (which is often). I tend towards the stylistic extremes with timepieces - I either like them huge and gaudy and sparkly, or super simple (but still big). But don't mind that. . . I just want a watch.

#2
A family trip to the local thrift shop. Trundle into the car, give everyone a spending limit (I'd suggest anywhere from $5-$25, depending on how many people you have and your desired volume of giftage), and then play pop-up white elephant with your wares! (ß Guys. I want to do this, guys. Guys. Guys, we should do this. Guys. Ok.)

#3
A micro-lending gift card. I already got one of these from One three years ago, and I'm still using it. I've lent more than triple the amount of the original gift card to small entrepreneurs across the world. As people pay back their loans, you can loan to more people. It is the $25 gift that keeps on giving!

#4
I don't know what this is or where it came from, but I want to wear it around my neck like a trophy.

#5
These funny little rain boots would come in handy in a soggy town like New Haven. Although they would require some attractive socks for optimal utilization. Or really attractive feet.

Top Five of the Internets

Yes.
5.  Morbid design genius <-- *hint hint* to whomever's in charge of my funeral arrangements.
4. Grumpy Charles Darwin is grumpy (geniuses have terrible-no-good-can't-even-write-a-full-sentence-bad days, too).
3. New DIY fashion goal -- I need fabric markers and a white shirt, STAT.
2. Nietzsche's Family Circus. Yes, yes, and more yes. I could spend hours refreshing this thing.
1. My new favorite awkward .gif icebreaker -- for that special internet someone who you've always wanted to get to know better.


Vintage Five:
Some Christmas cookies to get you in the holiday mood.


Do you have any cyber-space gems from the past week?

Confessions of a Recovering AB

When it came to blogging -- how do I say this nicely? -- I really wasn't a fan.  I felt they were self indulgent platforms for people with too much time on their hands. But after FIVE, I feel it my duty to tell you all of the wonderful things that have happened because of keeping a blog.

So... Here are the Top 5 confessions of a recovering Anti Blogger who now really likes to blog.

1. It's like journaling, but SO much better.  I distinctly remember the day I came into the laundry room and my mother was reading my journal.  And not just any journal, but the journal I wrote "I am in love with a different boy every ten minutes" in.  My stomach sunk.  My heart skipped a few beats.  Embarrassment doesn't approach the shame I felt.  But when I blog, I know I have an audience.  Even if it's just my sisters.  I self edit so when I go back and read my posts, it's less of "oh gosh... did I really think that way?" and more "wasn't that just wonderful?"

2. Because it's nice to spout off... I mean, share. What can I say?  I love having a forum to talk about art projects, wonderful recipes, politics, current events, Mr. Two, etc.  Humans have an innate need to share and I really enjoy sharing with you!

3. Because it gives me an excuse to take pictures.  Or more accurately, to ask others to take them for me.

4. Because it feels less creepy to blog-stalk than facebook stalk my sisters.

5. Because... well, because when we started out this blog, the ostensible reason was that we were drifting apart and that we wanted to be closer.  It was true.  It used to be that once a week or so, the five of us would head downstairs with a movie, treats, nail polish and soft rollers for a "girls party."   Between painted toes, Audrey Hepburn and Dad inevitably coming down to break up the party 10 minutes before the movie ended, we had enough fun that even at our most awkward, we never felt friendless.  But years and tears and miles and trials take their toll on relationships.   Having something to work on together is kind of like reintroducing a grown up version of our original girls parties.  It's an excuse to catch up, to check in and one day a week, to see something from the vantage point of the girls I love most.  So after my fair share of foot dragging, I will give credit where credit is due.  I think my sisters would agree that after a year of doing this blog thing together, we are as close as we have ever been and maybe closer.  I think we compete with each other less and appreciate each other more.  So my top confession is really a confession of gratitude: to you for reading, and to my sisters for doing this with me.  I look forward to doing it for many years to come!

Giveaway: Thank You, Have Some Jewels!


Hello, dear people!
FIVE has been a little . . . out of sorts lately. We blame Two; no photos, food, or crafts -- she hasn't even posted for nearly three months! She keeps shoving it off onto her recent "bilateral lung transplant surgery". . . Pshaw! To make up for her woeful neglect,*** we teamed up with Scarlet Samples to offer one lucky FIVE reader $30 in credit at their lovely jewelry shop. Scarlet Samples carries a wealth of wondrous necklaces, bracelets, broaches, rings, and earrings -- all of them fantastic deals. Here are the <$30 pieces we chose (ahh, the perks of blogging):

One liked the lovely honey quartz
Two chose the ethereal white pearl
Thee prefers the yummy rainbow agate
Four chose the dainty green pearl
Five fancied the black agate


TO WIN:
☞ Follow FIVE (by clicking on one of the links to the left of this post)
and 
Peruse the Scarlet Samples website, 'like' them on Facebook, or follow them with Twitter
and 
☞ Tell us what your favorite necklace, bracelet, ring, etc., is in the comments section of this post

We'll announce the winner next week!


***All joking aside, every single one of you deserves a bedazzled chocolate scepter for the tremendous outpouring of love, support, and happy thoughts you've sent our way during Two's surgery and subsequent recovery. In my heart, you've each already won a bedazzled chocolate scepter.

Monikers

The countdown to Baby #3 is ticking away. And even though we haven't definitively decided in which timezone the wee babe shall make her grand entrance to the world (!?*#), we are nonetheless very excited for her arrival. Thus far, preparations include: talking constantly with Princess H and Tiny about their new baby sister; buying a craigslist double stroller for our Denver sojourns; generally stressing out (just a little), and; discussing baby names. 

This last item on the list is so fun. And so hard. While the responsibility of naming a child pales in comparison to many other parental duties, labeling a perfect, innocent, living soul still feels like a seriously weighty task. Mr. One and I have very different ideas about what makes a proper name (which can hardly come as a shock, since we have different ideas about so very many things). And -- surprise, surprise! -- Princess H is full of opinions this time around, as well. We have a short list, but I think it's unlikely we'll settle on anything for sure before the sweet thing shows her exquisite, wrinkled, purply, cone-head in about eight weeks.  

In addition to the favorites, we also have quite a few rejects. And, I feel awfully mean to say that many of them come from the Junior Member of our August Naming Committee. Princess H's ideas are so unique and amusing, though, that even if we're not going to commit her little sister to live with them forever, I definitely want to share them with you.

Princess H's Top 5 (vetoed) Baby Names

1. Oat Blossom
2. Jew-Z
3. Her own name
4. Her Dad's name
5. Home Depot

For any of you interested in killing a few hours -- even if you're not naming a baby right now -- I'd highly recommend taking a peek at nameberry and especially Name Voyager. The former is an eerily accurate source for names that are popular in my demographic of people who think they're giving their kids unusual names; the latter lets you map names by popularity across time and space using the coolest interactive tools. Very, very fun. Am I missing any other great tools? Or do you have a name to suggest? I'm all ears!!

Cheese, and the Happiness it Brings

There's a lot of heavy shtuff going down at FIVE. I am briefly changing the subject to cheese. I found a wondrous website put together by Wisconsin Cheese (GO AMERICAn manufactured cheeses!!!), touting 30 really intriguing sandwiches. I didn't really look at any of the actual recipes, but I found all of the pictures to be deeply inspiring. See below:






Mmmmm. These made me think of these, then this, and then of cheese in general. Which brings me to my point -- a list of FIVE's top five favorite cheeses (at the moment). Here they are, listed in a vaguely particular order:

4. Etorki 
A newly discovered favorite, this Basque sheep's cheese was born after a forbidden night of passion between tangy Spanish exuberance and smooth French polish. The result is tangy and smooth and yummy. Go get some. Now.

A firm goat cheese snuggled underneath an herbaceous rosemary blanket, Rosey Goat tastes like a flower. . . a cheesy, cheesy flower. It goes superbly with a nice cherry jam. Or nothing at all.

3. Buratta
A shell of mozzarella cheese containing a blessed amalgamation of cream and creamy cream, these little balls of wonder make for wild explosions of milky ecstasy. Spoon it onto salt sprinkled tomato-steaks, or broil it with pesto and tiny tomatoes on crusty bread.

Coyly referencing the haze of pot-smoke that seems to perpetually linger over its home of Humboldt County, California, this cheese. . . well, just look at the picture. It tastes like that. I've *heard* that eating this cheese is almost as enjoyable as another popular pastime in Humboldt -- namely, kayaking.

An annual gift from our wonderful Aunt M, Cougar Gold is good cheese, plain and simple. I suppose it could fall into the categories of 'nutty' and 'crumbly', but it mostly falls into the categories of 'delicious' and 'makes Five very happy'. 

Back to School!

Last weekend, Mr. One married his sister! (As in, he officiated at her wedding to a really nice guy to whom she wasn't previously related -- geesh, people!). It was a magical event, so much more so because the entire thing took place right on the campus where Mr. One and I fell in love (the first time). The ceremony was in the Divinity School Chapel, where our amazing Momo (and my delightful sister-in-law) went to grad school. The reception venue was also the venue for the only fancy dinner (then Rather-Distant-Future) Mr. One took me to when we were poor students. We've been back before, but between the wedding and having my little sisters right there living their own experiences so similar to those I loved and love, this visit was particularly poignant and sweet. Fall is the very bast time of year in New Haven, especially when you don't have to worry about midterms and can spend whole days with the people you love most, wandering around old haunts and reminiscing about love-struck teenage selves.

Top 5 Things I Learned (or Remembered) at Yale (this time)  

1) Love is simply grand. Young love; sister love; love getting married; crazy toddler-chasing, sleep-deprived love; love across generations and time and space... Every flavor is different, but each is precious and perfect for its time and season.

The spot where we met, minus the cherry
tree (which is gone), plus two children (!) 

2) Caramel apples don't travel well. Z, our saintly friend Laurie and I made 88 of these hand-picked-by-the Princess, fleur de sel-spiked bad boys to give as favors at the reception. It was kind of awesome. Until it wasn't. Alas.


Not what they looked like at the party...


3) Those chains they have on hotel room doors are actually useful! You can lock small people IN! (Which just might save you from waking up at 6:08 to your husband leaping out of bed and dashing stark nekid down the corridors of the Omni in search of a softly whimpering, bleary-eyed, two-year-old. Not that I would know anything about that....)


Before the Great Escape


4) You can treasure the past without wanting to relive it. I adored virtually every minute of my time in college. Seriously. I felt like the world was my oyster, and that feeling translated into an energy that illuminated my world. Pure exhilaration fueled every late night and crazy scheme. Everything felt important. These days, my life isn't particularly glamorous or exciting. It involves a lot of poop and laundry. But I feel so settled in my happiness. The Big Questions that loomed when I dozed off to sleep in the wee hours of a cold New Haven morning with my face squished into the keyboard of a sweet vintage-1997 laptop have, for the most part, resolved into a life that is more lovely and love-filled than I ever imagined. Yes, it was a magical time. And so is today. Isn't that nice?
They've moved the swing to the other side of Silliman
courtyard, but he was sitting on it (without the baby!)
when he said something like "you know, if we
start dating, I'm going to marry you." :-)

5) Tiny looks awesome in glasses.


P.S. I am a big dork and didn't take pictures of the actual wedding. If you want a peek at the lovely affair, you can see a video here. Princess H likes to watch her little cameo over and over and over again....

Avoiding the Freshman 25 or My TOP FIVE picks at the market

5. Tomatoes in all shapes, sizes, colors.  But the yumminess is consistent!


4. Local Oyster mushrooms.  SOOOO good in most anything but cereal and cakes.


3. Roots! Beets and Carrots this week.  (See next post for the most mind blowing beats ever, c/o Brother C!).  


2. SQUAsh!!! 


 Or maybe slightly Snarky Signs

Or maybe Flowers!



did I mention I am not very good at choosing?

But choosing my very favorite was easy.
I know without a doubt what my my top pick is...



1. The ONE (not One) & ONLY
FMT*
*Please note TFMT is only for my choosing.  You may find your own TFM.  Just make sure he is not TFMT, or we will have some major words.  Thank you.

Advice for the college-bound

Even thought this may seem like Natural Disaster Week, it's actually Back to School Week here at Five! 



Fourteen years ago this week, when I was just about the same age as Five, I was wandering around the same campus, pouring over the same blue course catalogue, filled with a similar sense of awe and excitement and trepidation.  And if I could go back and talk to my 17-year-old self, these are the Top 5 nuggets of been-there-done-that back-to-the-ivy-covered-ivory-tower wisdom I would share:

1. Revel in it! This is maybe the only time in your life when your most significant duty is to learn new things, stretch your brain and become a more complete person.  Try to let that sink in, and enjoy every delicious minute.

2. LOVE the Semester System.  Life in college gets crazy. Each term starts off with a bang, and builds into a frenzied crescendo of activity and obligations.  In the weeks between Thanksgiving and holiday break, you'll probably feel like there isn't time to breathe.  And you'll probably be right.  But then, just like that, you'll wake up one morning afternoon to a room littered with papers and Diet Coke cans and realize: you're done. Your tests are taken, your papers are in, the glowing shower stall you constructed out of neon lights and hula hoops in the basement of the art building is... glowing (true story).  You did your best and it's out of your hands.  The slate is clean (even though your room might not be) and in a couple weeks or months, you get to start fresh.  Post-college life seldom offers such new beginnings, so enjoy it while it lasts!

3. Pick your passion.  This one is tough -- at one level, I want to say "try everything!" At the same time, I think you'll be happier if, from the din of political clubs and theater groups, animal rights societies and juggling guilds, you're able to find one or two things to do really well.  Maybe choose ONE thing to which you really want to be devoted, and then cram the remaining space in your life full of bits and pieces of everything else?  This isn't something I ever figured out, and I still struggle to focus my energies in a meaningful way.  I'm not sure this is actually very good advice...  Moving on!! 

4. Date, (with caution!). This goes for you, too, Five. Dating was, without question, the best and the worst thing I did in college.  The funny thing is, I kinda knew it at the time.  The year I spent dizzy with love for 19-year-old (future) Mr. One was one of the most amazing and growth-filled times in my life. I knew that he helped me to be a better version of myself, which was an amazing gift during that terrifyingly malleable time in my life.  Later, after my True Match graduated and I convinced myself I couldn't possibly spend eternity with the dude who had been my first real boyfriend, when I was suffocating in a relationship with a too-old, too-needy grad student, I knew it was a bad use of my time and energies.  But I didn't have the backbone to tell him that, which was really unfair to both of us.  If only he hadn't have been so dang persistent.  And good looking....  Anyway, listen to your heart and then do what it tells you. And if you're not sure what it's saying, listen to each other. 

5. Be/come yourself!  College shouldn't change you.  But it should give you the space to grow and become more completely the person you really are.  Shed those parts of you that were adopted to make someone else happy or emphasized to help you fit in somewhere you may never have belonged in the first place.  Explore new things and satisfy your curiosities.  Seek out friends with whom you are appreciated as your authentic self, and then treasure those relationships.  I have a hunch that as you settle into the person you really want to be, you're each just going to become more and more delightful/amazing.  I can't wait!

A Whirlwind of a Week!

5 days. 4 airports. 3 layovers. 2 vacation days. 1 performance and SO much in between!

From medical appointments to Stake Temple Day to The FMT almost getting arrested to lunching with new friends to performing for composers to a moped crash (I am relieved and ashamed to say I let The FMT crash alone), to sandy beaches to inner cities, this week really seemed to have it all.  Drama, intrigue, excitement, adventure.

While I don't have pictures for everything, Three was kind enough to lent me her camera for the weekend, which I spent in Nantucket for a performance and some fun with my all time favorite travel buddy. Enjoy!


 

 

Bye!

The Great Hungarian Giveaway!

I am so refreshed and energized after spending five glorious weeks abroad.  I feel a little evangelical.  I want everyone to experience a paprika-fueled Spring recharge.  And much as I'd love to send each of my dear friends and loyal readers (not to mention my sisters!) airline tickets to my favorite central European metropolis, it's just not in the budget right now.  Sorry, folks. 

But I haven't forgotten you!  One lucky reader will receive a package of my...

Top Five Hungarian Souvenirs
1. Eros Pista -- This is the best spicy stuff ever.  Seriously.

2. Madartej Chocolate -- I wish I could just send you Madartej.  But this is the next best thing.

3. Rubik's Cube -- A great Hungarian invention.  And much more fun than a ball point pen (which is also Hungarian...)

4. Kezi Munka -- This particular specimen is part of an impressive cache given to my husband by an adorable Neni we met at the park. Old women love my husband.  So much they give him giant bags of handmade lace and embroidery.
 
5.  Paprika -- Trite but true, Hungarian paprika is the best in the world.  I'll send you some of the sweet stuff.  And a decorative spoon.

EDIT: My husband (the lawyer) advised me that this was totally unclear, so I've clarified the rules a bit  :-)
TWO ways to Enter!
1: a) Follow our blog.  If you already follow the blog, then you are good to go!
b) Leave a comment on this post that tells us you follow the blog.
c) Done! 
2: If you want to enter more than once (and if you have ANY IDEA how awesome this stuff is, you do!), you can enter every day until May 5 if you:
a) click on the little "circle of moms" button in the upper left corner of the blog
b) vote for FIVE by clicking the little "thumbs up" on the page
c) come back here and leave a comment and tell us you voted!  You can do it every day until May 5th.
We'll randomly pick a winner and announce who the lucky friend is on May 9th!

On traveling with small children

I am writing this post at 1:30 a.m. on Wednesday, the 16th of March.  Mr. One is in Boston on business, and I can never sleep well when he's gone... 

By the time you read this, hopefully the babies and I will be happily settled in Hungary.  But right now I'm sitting in my room surrounded by clean laundry and hungry suitcases, trying to wrap my brain around how on earth I am going to transport my children across an ocean and a continent without driving myself and our fellow-travelers insane.  We fly out of Dulles on Thursday evening, have a loooooong layover in AMS and finally arrive in my beloved Budapest late Friday night. 

I usually don't stress about travel.  In times past, I could glide through security, sleep through questionable airline cuisine and arrive relatively fresh-faced after even the longest of flights.  But my two new, high-maintenance carry-ons have humbled me.  I admit: I have no idea what I'm doing.  I'm just hoping some combination of jellybeans, Benadryl, BrainQuest and, in Tiny's case, boobies will keep the adorable monsters in a happy stupor until we clear customs and I can start plying them with palacsinta and gypsy violins...

Top 5 Things I'm Hoping Will Save My Sanity on a VERY Long Plane Trip with Two Babies

1) Hypnotizing light wand
Picture courtesy photosbymartina
This is magic -- it mesmerizes both children at the same time.
2) Sit 'n' Stroll (x2)
Thanks, Dad!

3) Binkies
To comfort the babies when they might otherwise cry.
I spent $25 on these today, and am seriously contemplating going back for more

4) Snazzy new purse
To comfort me when I might otherwise cry.
I bought three purses today, because I couldn't decide which would be the best gift for my friend whose home and life I am invading for the next month.  I still haven't decided which one to give her, but I'm pretty sure it's not this one.  Doesn't it look like it was just made to hold boarding passes?

5) Teabelly!
(but not her kitties, much to the Princess' dismay).  
Yes, I recruited a friend.  I am so excited this lovely lady is coming to Hungary with us!  And not just because she'll hold Tiny when I need to go to the bathroom.  I swear.

Even if everything comes together in a best-case-scenario kind of way, Monday morning might find me hiding in a dark closet trying to regain my wits -- which would be important, since I'm giving a speech (in Hungarian!) Monday afternoon.  Wish me luck!