1. Adrian Adonis
My husband has been calling himself this as long as I have known him. I thought it was a made-up name, and because I assume people only call themselves by pseudonyms representing high levels of attractiveness when they want to cover up some latent insecurity about being bad-looking, I was always confounded. Because my man is h-o-t. It turns out though that Adrian Adonis was the stage name of a WWF wrestler from the 80s who for some time partnered with Jesse Ventura (true fact) and ultimately died in a car crash where the driver swerved to miss a MOOSE. So, um, honey can you stop calling yourself that?
2. Pro-wrestling Managers: Miss Elizabeth and Slick
Man, this is hard. Okay, here goes. Luckily Miss Elizabeth has her own website. And it’s important that you really dedicate some time to it because there are a number of gems. In no particular order: Elizabeth was a trailblazer and a pioneer. She married her second husband at the Cuban Hebrew Temple in Miami. I know a Cuban Hebrew couple and I feel bad they missed the boat on this place. Elizabeth’s favorite game was chess, so stop all your judgmentalness. Since when did Hulk Hogan ever change his name to Hollywood Hogan? Uh, that’s about it.
Slick. The first African-American manager in WWF history. Why did Obama not discuss this on MLK Day? Best line on Wikipedia: “In November 1991, Slick went on an extended leave of absence after being powerslammed by Davey Boy Smith.”
3. My Response to My Father’s NY Post Op-Ed Piece and also, Smells
Oh you may think you know my political leanings but I often agree with my dad- government waste is a bipartisan issue, no? However, I am in hiding today since my father took a shot at Continental Europe. I am worried someone French in this office is going to come and pour white-out in my eyes and make me taste test croissants. Which reminds me…
I also like the smell of new plastic and gasoline. And McDonald’s fries, Molton Brown products and toxic cleaning chemicals. And coconut.
4. More Wrestling
I grew up sandwiched between two brothers and therefore it is the truth when I tell you we had these growing up, and I played with them too. I was just happy my brothers were playing with dolls and I wasn’t going to quibble.
5. My Favorite Things
Like Oprah, I really should only reveal my favorite things bi-annually. Wait, does biannual mean twice a year or every two years? Also, I have never been accused in my life of having good taste. Nonetheless, if you ask, I blog. So here are my favorite things today:
Purse Brite Organizer
My friend Kate sent me this and it is sort of a godsend. So that means she is god. And I think it would come in handy even if you weren’t prego. Like if you just wanted to eat a lot at dinner or something.
Well, that’s not entirely true. Kale will probably never be one of my favorite things. But apparently it is very good for you and guess what is a surprisingly delicious and easy recipe? Kale sauteed in a little olive oil and then tossed with cooked whole wheat penne pasta, toasted pine nuts and crumbled feta. If it turns out this is not healthy, please don’t tell me.