WTF is "kid friendly"

How do I put this politely? I get really annoyed when ever I see a list of "kid-friendly" shit.  Because what is kid friendly? Depends on your kid and one's ability to get totally pissed off about insignificant things.  Needless to say, I hate fucking "kid-friendly" shit - because it usually means 1) the menu has grilled cheese sandwiches 2) crayons and an ugly ass piece of paper for a menu (that slips all over the fucking table) 3) plastic cups with apple juice, with a twisty straw that ends up flinging juice all over the fucking place.

(I just had my first coffee for the day, so I might be a little cranky.  Piss off.)

Personally - there are not a lot of places outside of my house that I would deem kid-friendly.  And - I think I'm pushing the "kid friendly" part because our kid likes to play with computers and shit.  And coins...don't forget the coins.  If you come to visit our house, better leave the coins at home - Iolani will take you for every coin you have.  I won't go as far to say she's a pickpocket - but....  Trust me.  I leave my coins at work.  However - recently she's figured out that dollar bills have a larger value when compared to coins.  (Who the fuck taught her that?  Blame it on Starbucks, as she sees bills and not coins cross the counter).

Kid-Friendly...a childrens' toilet, child-sized portions (not fried food or plain noodles), and get that fucking paper placemat away from my fucking table.

Did I make myself clear?

When Iolani was in diapers, we just wanted a place that had a changing table in both the women's and men's restroom.  Often times the changing table was only in the women's bathroom.  You know what - my husband (like all good daddy's out there) change their child's diaper.  We both agreed that raising Iolani was going to take a team effort.  However, the diabolical forces out there defined that only the mommy could change the diaper when at The Farm. Fuckers.  All I wanted was a brief moment in time when Alex and Iolani went off to change a poopy diaper, so that I could enjoy a cup of coffee.  CONSPIRACY! Mommy Oppressors!

If a place is going to go through the effort of putting one diaper changing table in a restaurant, at least put it somewhere for the Mommy or Daddy to access it.  

The children's toilet is the best thing since at-home espresso machines. Seriously.  If you have a baby and you are laughing and point at me, well...fuck just wait.  Wait for the day when Potty Training is all you get to think about, and all you do is look at that tiny little potty chair and wonder why don't they have these at places other than Ikea?  Wanna know why we stopped going to The Grove?  YOU DON'T HAVE A CHILDREN'S TOILET!!!!  A small potty that Iolani can sit on by herself, do her business so that she can go back and spend her daddy's hard earned money at Nordstroms. (Santa Anita Mall has a bunch of them...)

That little toilet let's our family stay out ALL day at the mall.  Imagine what kind of damage we could do if they had little toilets at the grocery store. We could stay for more than 20 minutes, and actually buy the stuff in the car.  Typically we just abandon shopping and come back as soon as Iolani's dropped her dookie.

Wanna fix the economy?  Institute Marriage Equality and put the little toilets all over the place.  I'm telling you...the employment rate will start righting itself.

Effing Idiots...I'm so getting a blog post on this...

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My mom would have turned 59 today.  She only made it to 42.

There are a couple of things I do know.

  1. I know that she would have HATED being anything over 45.  I just can't imagine her anything by 36.  I remember when she turned 32, claiming that she wasn't going to age ever again.  
  2. She would have been really pissed about all of the No Smoking signs, laws, and the overall societal disapproving over smoking.
  3. She would have been REALLy pissed about the price of her cigarettes.  When she started smoking, I think a pack of her Virginia Slims Menthol Lights cost about 50 cents.  Now - each pack is over $6.  At a pack a day, that's almost $200 a month in cigarettes.  Don't forget the matches.

While she would not have been a very happy 59 year-old, it is nice to know she's kind of still around.  And, the kids are doing okay.

Two posts in a day, chord struck

As I was tucking Iolani in, I was thinking about the family that lost their new baby during Artwalk. It is a horrible feeling to be looking at our little girl and think that someone out there doesn't have their baby any more.  I mean, already as a parent - from the moment the Iolani left my body - I can tell you I feel like I'm constantly fearful for something horrible happening to her that's out of my control.  When her bedroom door is closed, and she's been sleeping a little bit longer than usual I get all worked up wondering if she's okay in there. I know that it is completely normal to have this "irrational paranoia".  

I also got to thinking about Artwalk and how Artwalk and child-rearling so much the same thing. Right now, for as much as we have people in the neighborhood who mean well - Artwalk continues to be without a parental unit...guidance, or someone to nurture this event to the safest potential possible. Artwalk needs a parent.  Someone that at the end of the day will see to it that Spring Street is closed to auto traffic for Artwalk.

Before anyone gets their panties in a bunch, I recognize there are a couple of garages that can only be accessed off of Spring.  However, Artwalk isn't going away.  People want to come downtown for a monthly event.  There's nothing else like it that happens every month.  As Downtowners we have the opportunity and responsibility to make changes to Artwalk.

These changes need to be made - for a life has been taken.  We cannot let this loss of life be taken in vain.

Sadly UPDATED: Something horrible happened last night.

Earlier reports said the baby had died.  Early reports included additional incidents which may have included a stabbing.  I am pretty sure the "relaunch" of Artwalk was not supposed to include these things.  

In reading tweets this morning there were questions about why was a 2-month old out and about at 9 p.m. - let along out during Artwalk.  Questions about why wasn't Spring Street closed to auto traffic.  Questions about "should Artwalk continue". 

Here's one mother's take - aka MINE.

1) Why was a 2-month old out at 9 p.m. and Artwalk.  With all due respect, Iolani didn't miss an Artwalk during the first 6 months of her life. We walked, enjoyed the bright lights and the galleries.  Key word: galleries.  During our last Artwalk, Iolani enjoyed the street music, Syrup, and seeing the neighbors.  

When you live in Downtown - 9 p.m. is late evening, but it isn't late.  Especially when as a parent you know that a late bed time should mean a late wake up the next day. When you live in the neighborhood, Artwalk is when you see the neighbors. Artwalk to Iolani is just a Thursday evening in the neighborhood.  I am sure that other DT parents would agree - Artwalk to families isn't a pedestrian booze cruise.  

2) Why wasn't Spring Street closed?  That is a very good question.  Artwalk is big enough that closing Spring Street between 4th and 6th (and maybe even down to 7th) should be happening. I know there are garages that access Spring, and maybe make it local access (management nightmare), but as residents - let's have that discussion about what it means to improve the pedestrian environment.  

3) Should Artwalk continue.  Um, fucking hell yes.  I might not make it to Artwalk every month, there may be a bunch of non-neighbors hanging out - but they are spending their money in the bars, restaurants, and maybe even a gallery or two. The money and pedestrian activity is worth it. The vacant apartments, the lofts for sale benefit from the one-a-month frenzy of potential residents. And with Carmageddon here - it is kind of nice to gloat over the fact that we have tremendous (and growing) transit access, we have the new school buildings, we have great redevelopment and infill development going on.  

Last night a horrible thing happened.  But maybe through the boozing, chatting, giggling during the morning after, we can take the next step in nurturing our residential neighborhood. We must keep the impacted families in our thoughts and prayers and do what we can to ensure that no other people get hurt during Artwalk.

(I removed the picture from the earlier post.  Given the gravity of the situation, my humor would not be appropriate.)