Night at the circus

Our dear friends, Mara and Christian Pulfer invited us to see the Big Apple Circus at Lincoln Center. Each year the circus hosts a private show for the company Mara works for, who happens to own a big share if not all of the circus . Mara warned me that this event could get fancy, and to be prepared to feel under dressed.
She was right. The tent was filled with beautiful people in beautiful clothes (including the kids), sipping wine, (not including the kids) and grazing trays of appetizers. I loved it, for just a minute I felt part of the high society of New York, something I usually feel quite the opposite from. After a few minutes of people watching and cruising the hors d'oeuvres, we redeemed our tickets for hot dogs, sodas, popcorn, and cotton candy, then headed to our seats.

I wasn't sure how Luke would handle having to sit for two hours, he doesn't do so well during church, but he loved every minute of it. It didn't hurt we were only four rows up from the stage.

His favorite, the dogs. Admittedly though, we were impressed too. Who doesn't love poodles dancing around in little skirts.

I love, and always have loved anything acrobatic. It took me several years to forgive my mom for not pushing me to become an Olympic gymnast, now looking back, even circus performer. They just make it look so easy.

Although this act was beautiful and mind blowing, I couldn't help but be distracted by the thought of how annoying the gold paint would be, not to mention how long it would take to get it off.

And judging by how much harder Tom laughed than anyone else in the audience, my guess is the clowns were his favorite.

All things cute

It is really hard for me to hold back. I sometimes just buy things because I think they are cute. I do it on a whim, and usually without an intended purpose for them. They eventually just take up space in my cupboards, which I have very few of, & just sit there, looking to good to open or use.

This weekend I stopped by Pearl River Mart with my friend Nick, who graciously entertained Luke while I stuffed my basket full of cute treats and snacks. How could I resist the cutest snack food ever? Well clearly I couldn't, and they are just sitting around waiting for a special occasion, which will probably never come, where I might justify breaking them open.

Which brings me to another key point of discussion. Why can't we make cute stuff like this? How does Japan have this market cornered? they so have it right, you would think someone here would catch on.

Starting with fabric. I try to resist, but come on, its just so cute. My last order from Superbuzzy is still waiting for me to make something with, which I probably never will. But that's ok, I really prefer just staring at it.

And knick knacks. Cram Creme has my favorite selections of non-needed kitschy fun.

   
And my favorite, Hello Kitty. I had to throw her in.