#delivery Debbie my beloved

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I love delivery Debbie sm she’s my favorite odd squad character 😭

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National Examiner, August 17

You can buy a copy of this issue for your very own at my eBay store: https://www.ebay.com/str/bradentonbooks

Cover: Farewell to Regis Philbin and Olivia de Havilland 

Page 2: Secrets behind Caddyshack 

Page 4: Cher’s amazing looks over the decades 

Page 6: Even a monarch needs some fun during a pandemic and that’s why a seven-year-old lad in England created a word game especially for Queen Elizabeth and got a thank-you note in reply 

Page 7: Who can forget Kevin Bacon’s rebel-with-a-dance role in 1984′s Footloose that shot him to superstardom -- not Rob Lowe who was supposed to play the lead but suffered a terrible injury that kept him from the role, Orlando Bloom suffered a brutal blow after his beloved dog Mighty went missing and he was forced to admit he was gone, Dolly Parton is worth approximately $500 million but before she became a singing sensation she spooned up a lot of ketchup soup, Madonna says she was fined $1 million by the Russian government for a gay rights speech in 2012 but she isn’t about to pay up 

Page 8: After years of portraying heroic Army soldiers in blockbusters like Forrest Gump and Saving Private Ryan Tom Hanks is starring as a World War II Navy ship commander in his new movie Greyhound and real-life sailors couldn’t be happier to welcome him to their ranks 

Page 9: Animals have anxiety too -- how to help your furry friends relax 

Page 10: Carlos and Denise Pagan have a note out front explaining why they can’t come to the door -- Carlos has been undergoing chemotherapy for bllod cancer -- and after an Amazon driver read it he returned with a very special delivery to cheer up the South Carolina couple -- he marched off to the store and returned with flowers and a get-well card for this customer he had never met 

Page 11: Your Health -- keep an eye out for signs of cataracts, what your bruises may be telling you 

Page 12: Cracking Hollywood’s most shocking unsolved murders -- George Reeves, Brittany Murphy, Natalie Wood 

Page 13: David Carradine, Marilyn Monroe, Bob Crane 

Page 14: Dear Tony -- to banish bad dreams remember the good times -- Tony predicts Winona Ryder will write a book that could well be made into a movie about her abuse allegations

Page 15: A struggling single mom with $7 left in her bank account won $100 with a scratch-off lottery ticket and donated it to the police 

Page 16: It wasn’t all laughs and lunacy for the Three Stooges -- comedy favorites faced abuse, poor pay and heartache 

Page 18: A North Carolina teenager with time on her hands during the coronavirus lockdown has found a great new way to occupy herself -- she sends handpicked gift collections to ailing children 

Page 19: A New Jersey cop went the extra mile in a borrowed kayak to rescue a frantic dog stuck up to the neck in mud 

Page 20: Cover Story -- Regis Philbin was a brave fighter to the end -- secret life of host who was everyone’s pal 

Page 22: A Kansas dog that went missing for eight days turned up right back at home -- in Missouri nearly 60 miles away at the house where she lived two years ago 

Page 26: Tony’s Mystic World -- have you lived before? Take this test and find out, here’s some great news for Grease fans -- a prequel is on the way, Jennifer Lopez is not above the law -- she was left stranded after she parked her dune buggy on a beach in New York’s fancy Hamptons and got towed

Page 28: Cover Story -- Olivia de Havilland took icy feud with sister Joan Fontaine to the grave 

Page 30: The Good Doctor 

Page 40: R.I.P. John Saxon a tough guy of westerns and drama and Elm Street 

Page 44: Eyes on the Stars -- Matthew McConaughey and wife Camila Alves on vacation in Hawaii (picture), Jane Seymour leaves an Australian quarantine hotel after a 14-day stay (picture), Ryan Reynolds kindly offered a $5000 reward to help reunite a Vancouver woman with her stolen teddy bear that contained a recording of her late mom’s voice, two years after her reported overdose Demi Lovato says she’s turned her life around, Tarek El Moussa and Heather Rae Young are engaged, Gwyneth Paltrow says she’s trying to raise her two teens to have a strong work ethic and not rely on their family’s fame, after the discovery of the body of Naya Rivera following her drowning death her ex-husband Ryan Dorsey vowed to keep her memory alive for their four-year-old son Josey, Courteney Cox is missing boyfriend Johnny McDaid who’s been quarantined in the U.K. while she’s been hunkered down in California, Kelly Clarkson and Brandon Blackstock will share custody of their children River Rose and Remington Alexander, Tom Hanks and Rita Wilson are now proud Greek citizens 

Page 45: Carol Alt (picture), Tom Hanks and Rita Wilson show off their new Greek passports alongside the country’s prime minister and his wife (picture), Johnny Depp is showered with flowers and other tokens of fan appreciation in London (picture), Natalie Portman is super excited for her upcoming Marvel role in Thor: Love and Thunder, composer Alan Menken scored his first Emmy award making him the 16th EGOT -- someone who’s won an Emmy and Grammy and Oscar and Tony 

Page 46: 10 Steps to a healthy heart 

Page 47: Super sister acts -- Ashley and Mary-Kate Olsen, Haylie and Hilary Duff, Ashlee and Jessica Simpson, Tamera Mowry-Housley and Tia Mowry-Hardrict, Phylicia Rashad and Debbie Allen, Dakota and Elle Fanning, Zooey and Emily Deschanel 

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Andromeda’s Birth Story

It was Friday August 26th, 2016. You were six days "overdue." I was walking home from the hospital in Manhattan, where we just passed our second post-date Non-Stress Test and BioPhysical Profile. On the way home I decided to get a chai latte, because the last time I had one it had given me cramps (which was good since I wanted labor to start!), and cause they are delicious. I got off the subway in Brooklyn and was headed down busy Utica Ave when all of a sudden I felt a drop in my pelvis and lifting out the top of my head, like my spirit jumped out of me. It startled me. I took some deep breaths and told myself to stay in my body. I walked carefully to the store, picked up some groceries, and headed home. It was hot.

When I got home I went to the bathroom and I saw that I had lost the mucus plug. You had already been riding low but I guess in that moment I had felt you drop lower and knock the plug out! I got excited and texted our doula Lindsey and your Dada Monty. I went about the afternoon as normal and started getting sporadic cramps. They started getting stronger. Monty thought this was it, but I still wasn't sure so he went to a work party. I tried to eat dinner but it was hard to eat with the cramps. I forced it down. I was going to the bathroom a lot. Everything was getting intense. Eventually I asked Monty to come home.

He walked into the apartment with a huge smile on his face to find me bouncing on the birth ball. We talked for a few minutes. Then he walked over and bent down to talk to you in the belly. He gave you a little pep talk. Then he got up and I suddenly got the biggest cramp yet! It threw me off the birth ball and onto my hands and knees on the floor. Towards the end of the cramp my water broke forcefully like a big waterfall.

I was pretty surprised but played it cool. Almost as though I was watching it all happen from outside of myself. I went to the bathroom and saw that the waters were clear, yay! It was about 7:45pm. Well this was really it. We were so excited and sent a flurry of text message alerts to our doula and beloved friends and family who were lifting us up in their thoughts and prayers. Our friend, your Auntie Debbie came over to pick up our dog Balu. Labor didn't start right away. I kept having cramps, but they were 10 minutes apart or so and not that uncomfortable.

We went to bed. Dada fell into a deep sleep, but I woke up about every 8 minutes throughout the night to have a contraction. I spent some time laying in your room by myself, running to the bathroom frequently. Monty kept getting up to check on me and asking me to come back to bed. The bed just wasn't very comfy! Eventually I did get back into bed. Every 8 minutes I woke up to get onto all fours, and kept asking Monty to rub my back. By 4am I couldn't sleep anymore. I was up and contractions were getting closer together. I wanted to let Monty keep sleeping, but I didn't want to be alone. I found myself feeling scared. I kept thinking, “Wow, I have been to almost a hundred births and I feel scared! How much more scared must women feel who have never even seen a birth before?!... But then again, maybe ignorance is bliss!” So I called our doula Lindsey and asked her to come over. She came over right away and of course the contractions calmed down immensely. We chatted, I contracted, Lindsey rubbed my back. It was the sacred wee hours of the morning spent in what felt like a red tent. It was nice. When the sun rose Lindsey suggested that we go for a walk, which sounded interesting…

We went around the block and soaked up the early morning Sun. I saw the Sun rising and was filled with overflowing emotions and gratitude. I cried tears of thankfulness and joy. I was so happy to be having you baby! Lindsey gave me a hug. She encouraged me to take strength from all the other Mamas I have seen give birth, which felt good.

We came back home and I was on all fours on the birth ball. It was getting stronger. I puked. I woke Monty up. I took a shower, which felt nice. The contractions were hurting a lot. Lindsey told me that she thought it was still early labor, especially because I was so cognizant and acting like a host in-between contractions. She suggested that maybe something psychological was holding me back? She challenged me to look deeper.

I spoke of my fears.

I was afraid to let my little dumpling out into the world. I was afraid to release my most intimate creation of all time. I was afraid of falling so deeply in love and my heart breaking into a million pieces. I was afraid of being a mother 24/7 forever. It's such a huge responsibility!!!! Monty and Lindsey helped me talk through these fears in-between contractions. Then I asked Monty if we could do a Jibun ceremony to help me. We had a Daruma doll gifted to us 2 months prior and had kept meaning to do the ceremony but putting it off. It ends up that we were just waiting for the exact right moment. He set it up. We took the Daruma doll with no eyes, and stating our intention, put an eye sticker on its left eye. My intention was to let go of my fears and to birth this baby. To welcome her with open arms and an open heart! There were so many tears. It felt good to do something symbolic to help me move past the fears I was facing. The moment the ceremony ended a wave hit and I was back on my hands and knees on the birth ball again.

Lindsey said that it seemed I labored best when I was alone and undistracted by my desire to host everyone else. So I spent some time in the bedroom alone, calling out for help and back rubs with strong contractions. Before long, I told them I wanted to go to the hospital. It was about lunchtime. I thought that maybe I would be able to let go better if I was in the location where I was planning to deliver. Monty and Lindsey made all the preparations. I puked again. Our friend your Uncle Herman came over and picked us up in his car. I put on headphones and sunglasses in the backseat and cried on the way to the hospital. Monty cried too. So many emotions!!! So much releasing. Herman lovingly drove us through this epic city of traffic. There were SO MANY potholes! It was a bumpy ride. Lindsey said I was being very/too polite. Sitting there quietly moaning in my seatbelt. She and I have both seen Mamas in crazy positions in the backseat screaming… so I tried to let it out a little more, but was definitely not in the labor zone. Crossing Manhattan uptown the last 15 minutes of the ride was the worst. I wanted to get there so bad! The pressure in my pelvis was really building. Finally we got to the hospital and I started to feel relieved right away.

Dr. Nabizadeh (my doctor was 1 in a practice of 5, and she was actually the one there that day. I was so lucky cause I love her!) checked me in triage. I was 3cm dilated, 100% effaced, and baby was low at zero station. I wasn't thrilled with being only 3cm, but the rest of the exam was good. It was also interesting… I felt like I had never heard that exact exam before. The doctor said I could go home if I wanted to, or be admitted to labor and delivery, but not the Birth Center because I was not far enough along. Monty, Lindsey, and I had a consultation, and I decided to be admitted to L&D. I didn't mind, as long as I was allowed to be in the shower. When you had been in the womb, I asked you where you wanted to be born, and you had said very clearly, "St. Luke's Labor & Delivery!" I sill tried to get us into the Birth Center, but in the back of my mind your little voice always reminded me that was probably not where I would end up. So I had a lot of peace about it in the moment.

Upon arriving to labor and delivery the nurse put me on the monitors and part way through the 20 minutes your baseline heartbeat went from 140 to 120. The nurse got nervous and said I might not be able to take a shower. Lindsey and I rolled our eyes. Lindsey spoke up for me saying 120 was still a good rate, and I told the nurse that your baseline was all over the place at the non-stress test just the day before. Eventually the baseline came back up and I got approval from my amazing doctor for intermittent monitoring. So I jumped in the shower and it helped a lot! I was feeling so discouraged about the 3cm exam and how much it was hurting that when I was getting out of the shower I told Lindsey that I wanted to be checked again. She gave me a look and I said, "I know it's really soon!" She said, "Yes you just got checked. And you just got here. Give yourself a chance. This is the first time in 3 hours that you get to actually try to labor." It was just the reality check that I needed to hear. So I said to myself, "Ok, give this a shot a for awhile."

I went back and forth from the shower to the monitors, and back again, I think for 3 or 4 rounds of each. During one of my showers I heard Ina May in my head and asked Monty to come in and smooch me, which he gladly did. It helped just as much as everyone says it does! Throughout the afternoon my Mom, Sister, and Monty's mom all came in to say hi and give me some good love and encouragement. That helped a lot too. Lindsey kept telling me all the most amazing things, like, "This is temporary. Your body knows how to give birth. You have it in your lineage, the wisdom in your blood and your bones." As a doula myself, when I am saying encouraging things to women in labor and they are so in the zone, I often have no idea if what I am saying is helping them or not. And as the birthing woman I was amazed at how helpful everything little thing that she said was!!! I was so grateful. Lindsey gave me lots of good back massages. Monty kept coming into the bathroom to remind me of my mantras "You are opening up SO BIG!!!" "Everything is gonna be ok." "Breath, you can do this." "I trust my body, I trust my baby, I trust this process." And to give me kisses and smiles. When I was being monitored the nurse helped me to get setup every time in a supported child's pose leaning against the back of the bed, and I stayed there for 20 minutes, often falling asleep or majorly zoning out between rushes, although our doula said I was super cognizant.

Each hour got more and more intense. We had arrived at the hospital about midday. Around 5pm I asked to be checked again. Dr. Nabizadeh said ok. I warned Lindsey and Monty that if I had not made what I considered to be good progress, then I wanted to get an epidural. I was very firm on the matter! It was hurting a lot of course, but also I was exhausted. I had not figured out what number I was going to consider good progress, but was playing it by ear.

She checked me and to all of our surprise I was 8-9cm! Thank God. I was SO HAPPY. I realized that I did not want an epidural at this point, but I did ask the doctor if I could try the nitrus oxide. She encouraged me that she didn't think that I needed it. She said that whatever I was doing was working great. That I had a great flow and just needed to keep doing what I was doing. I kept my chin up and said, "Ok!" Although as I got back into the shower I did manage to grumble a couple of times about how she didn't let me have the nitrus! Lindsey reality checked me and encouraged me again. Lindsey said that what I really needed was Oxygen, and to breath the oxygen in with every deep breath. That helped so much! I felt like I needed “something” and the idea of breathing in the oxygen really worked for me.

I was having a hard time staying relaxed during the contractions, as I had been trying to do throughout the whole labor. I mentioned this to Lindsey and she told me it was okay not to force myself to relax anymore, and to instead let my wild animal out! She didn't need to tell me twice! I let it all out as best I could. Moaning, groaning, mooing, moving, and some cussing. Sitting on the toilet felt the worst. Being on hands and knees in the shower felt the best. I asked Lindsey to come and stay with me in the bathroom during this shower, which she gladly did, pressing on my back during rushes, and giving me all the encouraging words. I did something that I had always wanted to do. I reached up inside and felt your head! Which was so exciting, like an electric shock, that suddenly made me have a really strong rush! It was so amazing to touch you, but also your head seemed really big and really hard and I thought, “Oh no! How in the heck am I gonna get that thing out of there?!” I knew I needed to not think about it, and just go with it. So I did my best. Back on the bed for more monitoring, the visions of other powerful Mamas I have seen transition flashed through my eyes. Somehow I felt like they had all made it looks so natural and beautiful. I took strength from them, as I felt like I could barely hang on. I grabbed ahold of a bundle of sage that we brought, clinging it tightly and smelling it in between contractions. I also smelled some lemon essential oil. I asked Lindsey to tell me that my butt wasn’t going to explode, and I kept asking her to tell me to inhale and exhale as I was practically hyperventilating. Later we laughed about it so much, because she was trying to say inhale and exhale with me but I was breathing so fast it was near impossible!

Thankfully, the doctor came back in before too long and it was time to push. I got into the classic hospital position that I had seen so many times before. I was not flat on my back, but reclined in a semi-sitting position. Lindsey held my left leg, the doctor and the nurse held my right. Monty was up by my head helping me hold it up, with so much joy and wonder in his eyes. Everyone was cheering us on. Pushing was really painful. I asked Lindsey and the doctor, “Hey, isn’t this the part that is supposed to feel good?” The doctor told me I basically skipped the feel good part and was going straight into the “ring of fire” because you were so low! “Oh great,” I thought, with mixed feelings. I was so excited to meet you and glad that you were so low, but overwhelmed by the sensations my body was experiencing. I pushed as hard as I could, and then a little harder. Your head popped out and I wanted to keep pushing but the doctor told me to stop and wait. Before long I pushed your body out, and that hurt so much. It felt like my insides were being ripped out of me.

I instantly went from one of the worst feelings of my life, to the best feeling of my life... when they put you on my chest, warm and wet and wiggling, covered in the waters of the womb. I was literally melting into our very own puddle of love. Feeling you in my arms that first time was like the ultimate return to Oneness that we all spend our lives seeking. You were here, alive, healthy, and already full of love. Everyone was happy. You, Dada, and I were all crying. Monty and I were crying tears of joy and relief. You may have been crying tears more for returning yet again to the pain of existence, I don't know for sure. One interesting thing happened though. As I was pushing, I was making this repetitive grunting sound, "rrr, rrr, rrrr," and when you came out the sound transferred to you. I stopped grunting but you picked up exactly where I left off, "Rrrr, rrrr, rrrr." Dada thought it was so funny. Our connection showing itself like that straight away. I held you and we cuddled and smiled and cried. The feelings of joy and relief and awe were incredible, but the biggest feeling of all was LOVE for you our sweet babe.

You didn’t want to nurse, and that was okay. You just wanted to look around and try to talk and cuddle. Shortly after our friends and family came to meet you. I felt myself on a crazy birth and spiritual high, and was so happy to hold you and to see others hold you as well. The feeling of joy was so strong, it really supported us, and still does to this day. The joy and love that you have brought to this world is such a blessing to us all. Dear Andromeda, right away you amazed us with the power of your communication, clarity, and love. Thank you for having the courage to come to this world and shine your light. We love you more than I can say.

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Sushi Bake Is the Lockdown Trend I’ll Never Stop Making

Good for dinner at home now, great for (eventual) potlucks in the future.

By Hana Asbrink  February 4, 2021

The only thing better than a good recipe? When something’s so easy to make that you don’t even need one. Welcome to It’s That Simple, a column where we talk you through the process of making the dishes and drinks we can make with our eyes closed.

What lockdown food will you be happiest to take with you into the post-pandemic world? Would it be sourdough? Banana bread? Dalgona coffee? The answer for me is a trend that hasn’t quite hit mainland American shores in the same way—yet. It’s the sushi bake, and if there’s one lockdown food I’ll be happy to make on repeat when I finally relinquish sweatpants for real jeans, it’s this one.

What is a sushi bake?

Imagine a California-style roll, but deconstructed, layered, and baked in a casserole format: Seasoned rice is topped with furikake rice seasoning, a creamy, spicy mayo-laden seafood layer, more furikake, and drizzles of mayonnaise and Sriracha, and then it all gets heated up in the oven. After it comes out, let it cool long enough to set before spooning out portions onto seasoned Korean-style dried seaweed or gim (a.k.a. the roasted seaweed snack you might find in stores like Trader Joe’s) with optional garnishes of cucumber and avocado.

Where did the sushi bake come from?

I first started noticing sushi bakes on my social media feeds in the early summer of 2020, with the majority of the videos and images coming from the Philippines, where sushi bake had taken off in the early days of lockdown. It wasn’t only all the rage in home kitchens—there also seemed to be plenty of homegrown shops selling sushi bakes via pickup and delivery in and around the capital of Manila.

“When the quarantine started, my sister and I re-created recipes from TikTok and other social media platforms,” says Leiana Aika Go, who started Manila-based Sushi Lab with her sister, Debbie Ann Go. “The kitchen became our laboratory. It was an avenue for us to experiment with different flavors from sweet to savory. When the sushi bake craze went viral, we tried making one of our own, and it turned out to be so good that we decided we had to share it with others.”

The sushi bake has all the hallmarks of a great dish waiting to be brought to a potluck (remember those?): highly shareable; delicious warm; rich and creamy. And while parties of the usual kind aren’t condoned in the current environment, food that’s big on comfort and fun, to enjoy with your household pod, is welcome.

“Filipinos love to eat rice and share a good meal with their loved ones,” says Pamela Chuateco, the chef and owner of Taste & Tell, whose sushi bake trays are inspired by Japanese aburi-style, or flame-seared, sushi. “Given that everyone is spending so much time at home with their families due to quarantine protocol, the sushi trays have become such a big hit because it’s a really easy meal to share with the whole family.”

According to my friend and former colleague Rebekah Daniels, who grew up in Hawaii, sushi bake isn’t new and she’s always known it as an easy, crowd-pleasing party dish. “It seemed to always be a staple dish during holidays or special occasions,” she tells me. “And even in a more casual setting, it would be at a party or potluck since it was something that was meant to be shared with people. I’m sure that there are restaurants or places that will sell you trays of sushi bakes, but in my experience, they have always been homemade, often served cold or at room temp, or be placed in the oven for a bit so that it has a warm and melty texture.” (In my own research, I also found several delicious-looking uncooked renditions of the sushi casserole, in the form of a “pan sushi” and a “poke pan sushi” on beloved Hawaii grocery chain Foodland’s own site.)

https://www.bonappetit.com/story/sushi-bake?utm_source=pocket-newtab

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Visiting the Mooney family

From the April 1976 issue of Flying magazine:

“HOT DAMN! I done bought myself an airplane! A used Mooney. A hangar queen. It had 700 hours; it was seven years old. I bought all that trouble and glory.  My own flying machine. After having the airplane crazies since I was a kid and renting airplanes for 20 years thinking I couldn’t own one, my Diane cut me loose for it.

“Go on, it’s only money. You’re 50 years old and you got about 20 good, juicy summers left. When they pat you in the face with that shovel, you can’t come back and wish you’d bought an airplane. Airplanes have always been so much of your life. Go on, enjoy, enjoy!”

And so, with help from the Internet, I retrieved this article from Flying magazine, and read again one of Gordon Baxter’s most inspiring articles: the purchase of his beloved Mooney Ranger. I first read this story in 1976 and the memory of it has been with me for many, many years. Even though I am the owner of a Piper Archer, I have always had a thing for Mooneys and the people who build them.

Life sometimes takes you to places you never expect to be, and I recently found myself in Bandera, riding a horse at the Mayan Dude Ranch as part of a family visit to San Antonio. It didn’t take me long to realize that I was only 25 miles from Kerrville, Texas, the home of Mooney, and so many stories.

A distinctive design – and company.

I was given a hall pass the next day, drove to Kerrville, and turned on to Al Mooney Road. I parked myself in front of the guard shack with the intent of visiting the place. I was greeted warmly by Mike, the security guard, and told him that I wanted to learn more about the people of Mooney, and would attempt to write a story about the Mooney family. He appreciated my efforts, but told me that tours were not available during the time of my visit. He was gracious enough to provide the business card of their employee relations manager, Devan Burns, gave me a 70-year Mooney Anniversary Sticker, and encouraged me to visit next time I was in the area. Mike is a class act!

Anytime I see a quality product or company that has been around for a long time, I know there are quality people that make it happen. Usually these folks have persevered through tough times, supported each other, and dedicate themselves to producing the best quality product or service year after year. I was convinced the reason Mooney is still around would be the people, and I wanted to see this for myself. Yes, it’s a powerful airplane, but powerful people had to be the reason they’ve survived, I hoped.

I left Mooney that first day knowing that I had tried, but realistically knowing that last-minute requests have little chance of success. Before I left the parking lot, however, I wrote a note on my iPad to Devan, asking if I might be able to come back the next day and interview a few of the Mooney people who make it happen. I never expected a reply. After all, it was late Thursday afternoon and we were leaving Saturday morning. Quite frankly, I felt a bit foolish even asking.

So, I was very surprised to receive a response on Friday morning saying if I could be in Kerrville by 1:30 pm on Friday, Devan would arrange for a tour of the plant, followed by a visit with her before I left. I couldn’t believe it, and was granted another hall pass by “you know who” to make the trip.

So, please bear with me as I tell you about the fascinating people I met on a Friday afternoon in February at the Mooney plant.

Larry “The Rain Man” Jacoby was my host for the day. Larry was first employed by Mooney in 1978 at the height of the 201 production. He is known as “The Rain Man” because of his extraordinary recall of part numbers and their locations in the plant, where he now works in receiving. He has been employed four different times by Mooney, and continues to be a dedicated employee.

The first stop on my Mooney adventure was the completion center, where a beautiful Acclaim Ultra was receiving the finishing touches before delivery to a customer. New airplanes make for pretty pictures, but seeing a brand new one in person is a totally different experience. The beautiful color scheme, the smell of a fresh leather interior, plus the feeling of extreme speed, are unmistakable. I know that, as pilots, we look at performance specifications, mission profiles, etc. when we make airplane decisions, but I’m convinced that pure emotion has a great deal to do with it.

The next stop was the welding shop. Next time you look in the engine compartment of most Mooneys, think of Rick Heimann. Rick has worked for Mooney for 41 years, and welds the steel engine supports along with his partner, Earl Sevey, who has been with Mooney twice, the first time for four years, and the second time for seven. These folks just don’t give up. Rick has worked on the early C and E Model Mooneys, and was welding the engine support for a new Acclaim while I was there. It was the beginning of a fascinating day.

Many employees at Mooney have been with the company for decades.

Mooney makes nearly everything on site. My next stop was the machine shop and hammer house, where metal is molded into airplane parts by huge hydraulic presses that tower above. I met Sonny Hutchinson, who took me through the formation of the wing primary skins. Think of Sonny and his crew next time you see the flush-riveted leading edge of a new Mooney Ovation. I saw complete wing spars, wing ribs, and bulkheads, all freshly manufactured.

The new Mooney management has invested heavily in modern equipment. In the lay-up room, I met Mike Feller, Debbie Weise, and Julie Meador. Although Mike has been with Mooney over 40 years, he and his team adapted to a new vacuum-assisted digital lay-up process for composite parts that eliminated hand shears that have been used for years for laying up fiberglass parts. Debbie’s daughter, Shana, works for Mooney as well. So many families had their start at Mooney: Husbands and wives first met and went on to have families who all have worked for Mooney. It is a family experience here.

In the shear room, I saw how dedicated Mooney is to continuing their commitment to strong airframes made of metal. Their new Flow ultra-high pressure cutting machine uses 53,000 lbs. of water pressure to cut digitally guided designs in thick metal parts, without burrs and additional finishing. Larry Jacoby started in this room in 1978, when the 201s were first being built.

The wing makes a Mooney special, and seeing the entire one-piece wing on a jig in the sub-assembly room was something to behold. I thought I was watching a fighter being built. Next time you see a photo of a new Mooney, think of Clifton Leda and his team, who sealed the fuel tanks and assembled the interior of the wing. The care being taken to make this airplane first class is extraordinary.

I had a special introduction to Lucy Hernandez and Nora Havran in the upholstery shop, who make the custom upholstery for the sturdy seats now found in the new Ovation and Acclaim. They are extraordinary people who take extraordinary care installing customer-chosen leather on sturdy seat frames made totally in-house at Mooney.

My final stop was seeing a new Continental engine being mounted on an Acclaim going to a lucky buyer.

One can’t help noticing the second door that is part of every Mooney now being manufactured. I wonder what Gordon Baxter would have thought of the second door on a new Mooney. Would he buy a new one? I’d expect he’d probably hang on to his old Ranger.

I remember the picture showing 30 workers standing on the wing of a Mooney. Will any of the readers remember their names?

Yes, the wing is strong, but the people who make them are extraordinary. I feel so fortunate that I had a chance to meet them.

Whatever airplane you choose to buy, I’d recommend that you meet the people who build them. It would be good to know that they have your back when flying at 20,000 ft.

Excuse me, I meant to say 25,000 feet, if you’re flying a Mooney Acclaim Ultra!

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Splashing, Swimming and Sunshine

Hello party people! We’re halfway through the week and time is flying. This week is a fairly full one and I have a feeling the next few days will pass in a bit of a blur as well. Before we blink and Friday arrives, I wanted to share another quick day-in-the-life recap with you guys and dive into our Tuesday.

Let’s get to it!

Morning

My morning began at 5 a.m. when I made a batch of superseed oatmeal. My random concoction was inspired by a hybrid of recipes from the How Not to Die Cookbook that I created in an effort to incorporate a bunch of Dr. Greger’s Daily Dozen foods (aka the foods he says we should strive to eat daily for optimal health) into one bowl. I’ve been making this particular combination regularly and loving it. It’s packed with flaxseeds, chia seeds, oats, cacao nibs, berries and cinnamon and tastes great!

I know this picture makes the oatmeal look like cat puke, but if you guys want me to share the full breakdown of the recipe, let me know and I’ll do my best to make it look appealing for ya and eliminate words like “cat puke” when describing it in the future.

As I ate my oats, I dove into my daily devotional and then parked my butt at the computer to work until Chase was up for the day a little before 7 a.m.

Once Chase was awake, we eased into the morning by curling up in his room with a few library books before digging into whole wheat pumpkin muffins and a banana. With breakfast in his belly, Chase was ready to rock and kicked off morning playtime with some pants-free toy car driving!

We played at home for a bit until it was time to head off to boot camp. I knew going into the workout that I would likely be modifying many exercises but I still wanted to go and move my body because I always feel better when I do!

The Burn Boot Camp workout of the day included two 14-minute stacks that looked like this:

To complete a stack, you begin by completing the first exercise and then complete the first exercise and the second exercise before beginning at the top and completing exercises 1, 2 and 3… and so on until you complete all of the exercises in the stack in a row.

I ended up completing two 14-minute stacks that looked like this:

STACK ONE

20 Bodyweight Squat with Alternating Leg Lift

20 Heismans

20 Medicine Ball Squat to Overhead Press

STACK TWO

20 Medicine Ball Slams

20 BOSU Burpees (no jump + walking my feet in and out)

20 High Knees

You may notice my stacks did not include a fourth exercise and that’s because I ran out of time in the allotted 14 minutes. Also, I walked instead of running in between the exercises where it says to sprint or run a lap.

Once my workout was done, I scooped Chase up from childcare and we headed off to Birkdale Village to pick up gift cards for Chase’s preschool teachers. Today is his last day of school for the year and I’m feeling waaay more emotional about it than I thought I would! Chase absolutely loves his school and even though he’s only been going to school two mornings a week this year, I’m sad he’ll no longer regularly see his two beloved teachers and hate for him to miss something he looks forward to so much every week. We are doing a couple random camps at his school sprinkled throughout the summer that I know some of his friends will be in but we will thoroughly miss Miss Debbie and Miss Carrie!

While we were at Birkdale Village, we noticed that the splash pad is officially back in action for the summer and there was a zero percent chance we were going to be able to resist that exciting and oh-so-wet temptation!

Chase and I popped into Starbucks for a quick snack and a green juice (Chase shockingly drank a couple sips of mine!) and then Chase splashed around in the water for a bit before we had to head off to swim lessons.

We had so much fun swimming which I fully attribute to Chase’s great mood. He was just so darn playful and excited to splash around and I, yet again, found myself thinking about how much of our one-on-one time will be coming to a close so soon. Gah! The hormones!!! On one hand I am so ridiculously ready to have our baby – really and truly – and on the other hand, I find myself noticing little moments with Chase that I cherish that I know will inevitably change in the blink of an eye. It’s all a VERY good thing but I’m riding an emotional rollercoaster on the regular right now.

Afternoon

After swimming, we headed home and Chase played with his toys while I did a little food prep. Chase eventually asked to join in the cooking fun so we roasted some broccoli and sliced a few veggies to have on hand for the week ahead.

And then, after all that veggie prep, my child ate blueberry waffles for lunch. (He did have some tiny bites of broccoli and a bunch of fresh blueberries, too, so it wasn’t a total fail… right?)

While Chase ate his lunch, I used the roasted broccoli we made together in a stir fry for myself that included onions, mushrooms, edamame and shrimp prepared in a sauce I modeled after this garlic ginger stir fry sauce from Pinch of Yum.

After lunch, Chase went down for his nap and I grabbed a quick shower before making myself lunch 2.0 which looked like a big chocolate smoothie made with banana, frozen cauliflower, light coconut milk (from a can), chocolate protein powder, cocoa powder and almond butter.

A winning combination!

I drank my smoothie while working on the computer until Chase was up from his nap and ready for attention. We had one main project on the agenda for the afternoon and that included making a sweet treat to bring to Chase’s end-of-year preschool party tomorrow. Chase and I made a batch of brownies together but after I let them cool and tried to slice them into smaller toddler-friendly squares, they looked horrible. They still tasted great – Ryan, Chase and I definitely ate our fair share last night – but they didn’t hold up very well once they were sliced so I guess I’ll be running out to the grocery store to quickly buy some cookies or brownies or something from the bakery before the party today.

While the not-so-perfect brownies baked, we hung out in the backyard, played fetch with Sadie and splashed at the water table until Ryan arrived home from work and our appetites told us it was dinner time.

Evening

Dinner last night was a no-brainer thanks to our latest Blue Apron delivery. (Full disclosure: Blue Apron is a long-time blog partner of mine but we ordered and paid for this delivery on our own.) On the menu was another vegetarian success: Gnocchi with zucchini, roasted red peppers and a creamy yellow tomato sauce.

Gnocchi needs to happen more often in our house because I was ALL about that dinner. YUM.

After dinner, we did the whole night time wind-down routine and then I face planted in bed with my book. I am about halfway through The Tuscan Child by Rhys Bowen which I’m reading because I absolutely loved In Farleigh Field by the same author. It really began to pick up about a third of the way through the story and is a decent, easy read if you’re looking for something interesting but not overly intense. It doesn’t keep me up all hours of the night reading because it’s crazy suspenseful but I definitely look forward to curling up with this one at the end of a long day.

Now Wednesday morning is here and it will be a bit of a whirlwind! On the agenda for today: A dentist appointment (yep, I chipped my other front tooth… again), a preschool party at Chase’s school and trying to find time to squeeze in some work so I don’t miss a deadline I have looming over my head. Have a great day, my friends!

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Moms Husband Sends Flowers, Then She Looks At Tag And Sees They Arent For Her

This past week, one hilarious family had the whole internet in tears of laughter after a beautiful flower arrangement arrived at their door addressed to the dog.

The Cardone family went viral after mom Debbie Cardone opened the door and found a bouquet delivery from her husband. Understandably, she thought the flowers were for her.

However, she quickly realized her husband had a different sweetheart in mind. The arrangement was addressed to Sebastian, the Cardones’ 10-year-old bulldog.

Fortunately, Debbie has a great sense of humor. Like the mom who embraced her daughter’s “exhausted mom” costume, Debbie just rolled with the joke. She even posted it to Facebook, cracking up her friends in the process!

But the story didn’t really get going until the Cardones’ teenage daughter took to Twitter.

Lily Cardone used the social media platform to share whatreally happened when Sebastian the bulldog’s special flower arrangementarrived at the door.

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College student Lily Cardone accidentally made her dog a superstar this past week when she took to Twitter to share a funny story about her parents, a flower delivery, and the family’s 10-year-old pooch, Sebastian.

“My dad sent flowers to myhouse today, and my mom thought they were for her,” she wrote on Twitter.“THINK AGAIN.”

The tweet took off in a big way, and has already been favorited and retweeted thousands of times!

Twitter / Lily Cardone

Mom Debbie Cardone started the conversation off when she took to Facebook and posted some pictures of a beautiful flower arrangement.

The flowers were sent by her husband, so it would be easy to assume they were meant for his wife. That’s certainly what Debbie thought… at first.

“So flowers were delivered today,” she wrote on Facebook. “My husband is very good about sending random flowers to me. I thought ‘oh isn’t that nice!’…then I read the card…”

Twitter / Lily Cardone

Debbie checked the flowers all over for her name or a message from her husband, who works overseas for longstretches of time, according to the Dodo.

Sheexplained that when he’s gone, it’s not unusual for him to send flowershome every now and then to show he’s thinking about her.

However, in this case, the flowers were directed toa different family member, the Cardones’ very appreciative bulldog, Sebastian!

Twitter / Lily Cardone

The pooch, who is a beloved member of the family, wasn’t feeling like himself. Sebastian had to have a double ACL surgery on his aging knees and was feeling much less energetic and exuberant than usual.

His dad was so worried that he sent him flowers and wrote: “Sebastian, Feel better you’ll be back in the game very soon. Love Daddy.”

Awww! Our hearts are melting, that’s for sure.

Twitter / Lily Cardone

Sebastian just recently celebrated his tenth birthday, which is a major milestone for dogs! This adorable guy is officially a senior dog, and apparently his knees knew it.

He had two of his knees repaired, and the whole family spoiled him with lots of extra love and attention during his recovery.

ButDad’s gift really takes the cake! And now, Sebastian is a viral superstar as a result!

Twitter / Lily Cardone

After Lily’s original tweets took off, she went back online to wryly note, “It only took 10 years and an ACL surgery for people to finally realize that Sebastian is a star.”

She wasn’t the only one impressed by her pup’s major star power. 1-800-Flowers, the company that delivered the gift, also made sure to send their love to the bulldog, and to the rest of the family.

They sent a series of notes, reading:

“Sebastian, we wish you a speedy recovery filled with belly rubs and treats!”

“Lily, wishing you a wonderful Valentine’s Day!”

“Debbie, just a little something to thank you for all that you do and to wish you a very happy Valentine’s Day!”

Dad, if you are taking notes, I think you’ve been outplayed.

Twitter / Lily Cardone

Of course, those notes didn’t arrive all on their own! 1-800-Flowers sent the whole family six stunning arrangements.

There’s Sebastian, sitting proudly in the middle. That is one very good boy!

If you love this adorable story of a family’s love for their pup, make sure toSHAREwith anyone looking for a hilarious and cute Valentine’s idea!

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