Danielle Christmas shopping at Macy's

We fought the madness that was The Mall on Saturday night. Danielle insisted on carrying our bag of shoes. Well, not so much carrying as dragging. But it's the thought that counts.

Danielle discovers Dandelions

We made a quick day trip today to visit my Mom and stepfather, who live between College Station and Huntsville. It wasn't a long visit, but we took Mom to lunch, and we all ran around the fields outside the Navasota football stadium, where Danielle had fun picking dandelion seed heads and watching them blow out of her hand as she ran around. Alas, my crappy iPhone camera shutter was too slow to catch any of those action shots.

Mom loaded Big D up with presents, including a new purse and cute musical reindeer (life expectancy: 30 days). She also sent us back with a homemade cherry pie, baked by one of the local town ladies. Yummmmmm.

On the way back, we stopped at a Dairy Queen, where Danielle chomped down a Dilly Bar, then decided to "share" with Mommy.

Oh yeah- during dinner, Mary helped me figure out my "special purpose" (apologies to Steve Martin).

Long day, but lots of fun.

Happy Birthday, Dad!

We all miss you.

Steelers flatten Cowboys

It was ugly. Really, really ugly. But the cookies were great!

My friends Kai Dupe, Scott Artman, and Lance Armstrong watched the Pittsburgh-Dallas shootout at our local Steeler Fan Club establishment, although there were more Cowboy fans there than Steeler faithful.

One Steeler Grandma was there handing out homemade cookies- to the Steelers fans. :-)

Down 13-3 in the fourth quarter, Pittsburgh's league-leading defense saved us again, scoring the game-sealing touchdown on the game's third pick of a Tony Romo pass.

Like Dave Thorson said, "Offense sells tickets, but defense wins championships."

The Danielle Show

Big D being silly at home.

Family time

Danielle had a fun visit to Grandma's last month. She decided that Grandma Janie's rollers were about the coolest thing going, so she made Momma put them in her own hair.

Later she had fun trying to keep up with cousins Patrick and Broderick, and visiting Aunt Caroline.

Bambino # 2 on the way!

Mary is pregnant!!  Yea!!!  

We were really hoping for two kids, but felt so blessed just to get one beautiful baby, Danielle, that we thought we were really pushing it to hope for two.  We are thrilled.  Danielle will make a great big sister, I know.

As for L.A., well... we are going to wait for another year.  Again!  Kind of ironic, since having a baby was what stalled our plans the first time.  But not going enabled me to be here in Austin when I landed the Living and Dying and Prison Break roles (and a shot at a good role in Microwave Park), so, nobody knows anything, really.  We are just happy to have another bambino on the way.

Currently scrambling to find a house and set up shop.  We'll keep y'all posted!

Football God

Did I mention that Troy Polamalu rocks?

Seriously, this dude is from another planet.  He's coming off a major knee injury, by the way. Only his third game back in 2008.  Jeez.

Now, if we can just get the rest of our team healthy, we might actually have a shot at the brass ring this year.

Night of the Ladybug

Mary found the cutest last-minute, resale-shop costume for Danielle: a Ladybug! Which is cool, because Big D sees those all the time around our house. Mommy made a quick alteration to the petticoat, and Baby Girl was good to go.

Click here for a link to the photo album.

Justin and Christa invited us to join them and their neighbors, so we had a nice gaggle of kids. As always, Christa (aka Pippi Longstocking) had her kids decked out: George the Jedi, Elizabeth Strawberry Shortcake, and Griffin in the Hat. They were adorable!

The lady of one house along the way was a reporter for a local paper, and asked Mary and I to send pictures of Ladybug Danielle. So we sent pics of her and the gang of kiddos.

Afterwards, we stopped by the Dugans' house, who were just packing up their Subway: Eat Flesh! (Home of the Zombie Foot Long) for the evening, but stayed up with us a little while to hang out, which was a lot of fun. Kylie and her cousin Mary Catherine were especially cool with Danielle, who enjoyed playing with The Cool Older Kids.

By the end of the night, we were all pretty wiped out, except for Danielle, who was cruising a nice sugar high until almost midnight. Next time, Daddy will just have to eat all her candy.

You know, for her own good.

Danielle does Disneyland

Whew!

Danielle, Mommy, and Daddy took a whirlwind tour of Los Angeles, which served as a business trip, vacation, catch-up time with old friends and new, and a recon mission to see where (and if) we might want to live in L.A.

We answered the "if": the answer is yes, we're going, barring serious unforeseen disaster. Nevermind the foreseen disaster. Life is short, and we've been broke before, so there ya go.

As for the "where", we got lots of help from old friends, and new friends, like Dad's friend Cliff. In order of preference, it looks like:

1. Santa Monica
2. West or North Hollywood
3. Burbank
4. Glendale
5. Sherman Oaks
6. Silverlake
7. Eagle Rock.

Meanwhile, Danielle's new favorite uncle and Disney Benefactor, Reagan Brown, scored us free admission to the Magic Kingdom. Danielle wasn't quite sure what was going on, but she was out of her mind with joy. I was amazed at the logistical precision of the place. Danielle was amazed at how many kids there are in this place!

I've created a photo album of some of our favorite pics here.

Ready for L.A.

Big D is asleep. Mary and I are up late, packing for an 8:30 a.m. departure to L.A. tomorrow. Will be interesting to see how Danielle handles the flight! Yikes...

Horns spank Mizzou; brunch with Cita & Lizzie

Sunday morning, the day after the UT Longhorns consolidated their grip on the BCS #1 ranking by dismantling the Missouri Tigers, Cita treated us all to brunch downtown at Pecan Street Cafe. Lizzie, Mary, and I took turns walking Danielle around so the rest of us could eat, until we figured out that Big D really loved the "fizzy" sounds that jelly beans make when you put them in water with lemon. The waiter loved us. ;-)

Danielle had a blast, and insisted on a two-arm swing ride from Aunt ZZ and Momma to cap off the morning. Then we dragged her off to a bunch of appointments and errands, including Daddy picking up his new baby: iPhone 3G. Yeaaaaaaah, baaaaabeeee. Momma inherits The Original.

New blog

In the interest of not overrunning our family blog with my sometimes grim-sounding financial journal, I have moved all my economy-watch posts to a new blog.

We'll save this one for stuff that really matters, like Danielle in her cute "Rock Star" t-shirt.

Decided

Acting.

There. I'm done fiddle-farting around, as Dad would say. I'll find a way to make it work. Even in the midst of the next great depression.

If it doesn't work, takes too long, or generally bores me, well, at least I'll know that, too, and can move on in a new direction.

I said I'd keep you posted.

I am a man of fixed and unbending principles, the first of which is to be flexible at all times.
-Everett Dirksen

Danielle and Zach visit

Yay! Daddy finally remembered to get some video and photos for the blog!

Well, sort of. Actually, it was Mommy who remembered. But hey, who's counting?

Aunt Lizzie and her boyfriend Zach came over for dinner, and thoroughly entertained our daughter Danielle, who was jamming to "Wheels on the Bus". Zach just moved to the ATX- welcome! - and Aunt ZZ just completed her freshman midterms at UT. They're both feeling out the city.

Z got a scary taste of Life in the Big City last weekend when a crazy redneck with a gun started acting up at a popular eatery on the Drag. Fortunately, she's packing Dad's pepper spray! I told her I would give her self-defense lessons, if she wanted.

We did grab some video of Danielle rocking out with her Aunt. If you listen closely, you can hear her say "ZZ" and "Zach". We were so glad they came over. Hope to see them again soon!

One thing at a time

Patience has never been my strong suit.

That's a trait of Guilbot men, I've observed. I like my problems fixed, fixed now, and fixed clean, dammit. I'm with that Microsoft exec who had the sign on his desk: "Decisions in ten minutes or less, or the next one's free."

So, it has been torture, absolute friggin' torture for me to go around and around in my own head about

• stay on our half-acre plot of land and remodel our cool modern house, OR buy/build a house;
• move to L.A. OR stay in Austin;
• pursue an acting career full-time, OR do it part-time;
• keep working a boring corporate gig, OR devote a lot of time and energy to being an author and speaker (or actor);
• what is success? a comfortable middle-class existence, or financial freedom via crazy dedication to a goal?

I still haven't figured it out, but now there is a happy new variable in play. More on that later...

But what I have figured out is that the answer is not likely to be clean and easy. It's going to be messy and hard. Not like, climb to the top of the mountain, obtain the wisdom of a guru, execute said wisdom. More like throw a bunch of spaghetti at the wall, and see what sticks.

Looking back at my life, I have realized some things:

• I bounce back from poverty pretty darn well.
• I don't suffer fools easily.
• I like relatively short-term projects with a sense of accomplishment at the end. I get bored easily.
• I have a lot of interests, a fair amount of talents, and can make money in many different ways.
• I have made the most money as a consultant in the corporate world, getting paid in relation to some big information technology (IT) project.
• I have made a LOT more money as an actor than as a musician, and in a much shorter time.
• I seem to have a natural talent and affinity for writing and for performing- acting and public speaking in particular.
• I like the lifestyle and control of an author better than that of an actor or consultant.
• The incongruity of making money at one thing while aspiring to do something else full-time bugs the crap out of me.
• I dislike being poor.
• I am not very patient.

So these are clues, anyway, to point me in the right direction.

And direction is really the key. Once I have decided what target I'm aiming for, all the rest follows suit. But maybe instead of a nice, clear bulls-eye, I will, for now, have to settle for a general direction. In the words of Captain Kirk, "Out there. That-a-way."

I'll keep you posted.

Anniversary Day

Another day, another flip-flop for Curtis.

August 21, 2007 was the day that Dad passed away. It took me a few days to post this, because I can't hardly stand to think about him too long without breaking down.

Dad's passing seems to correspond with some new beginnings for our family. Little sister Elizabeth is starting college at UT Austin. Brother William is rapidly climbing the management ladder at Rackspace, and traveling the world while doing so. "Mom" India (Cita to us!) has new job offers on the table that will really allow her to do more of what she loves, with less B.S., and more money. Mary's brother and sister moved their kids into a super house in a great area of Houston, and have paid off their old house, which they are renting to her brother Jeff. Even my mom Barbara finally got her disability claim through the vast government bureaucracy almost single-handedly, after surviving a near-fatal traffic mishap.

Once again, I failed to snap some pix of Cita and Lizzie's last visit. Dagnabbit!!!

I feel like I've been going through my own "re-birth" cycle lately, too. Mid-life crisis, I guess. I was convinced for a while that we were buying a kick-ass house here in one of Austin's great family neighborhoods; then I scrapped that and told the wife we were moving to Hollywood so that I could feed my acting jones; now, I'm pretty sure that we will stay put, and maybe buy a cheaper, simpler house that will allow us to be basically debt-free while I start an executive coaching business and write my books, while acting on the side. (Ironcially, this last option was what Mary suggested we do in the first place, but she played along the whole way, bless her.)

Last night, I saw the "Making of the $200 Pilot: 'It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia'", and I thought, "I could do that!" In fact, I would love to do that even more than I would love landing a few roles in Hollywood through traditional auditions.

Maybe I have Dad's rebel spirit in me, but the more I started thinking about what I wanted out of L.A., the less sense it made to go there. I want to be in control of my time. Acting won't give me that. If I'm working, I'm basically an employee, which is what I'm trying to get away from. If I'm not working, I'm driving all over town auditioning (hopefully!), and that's really no fun- the driving or the auditioning. I hate the "business" of acting, but I love the art and craft of acting. But I can act now, in either theater or film, without anybody's permission.

If I go to Hollywood, I'll be looking for roles, probably in television, that give me what's called "FU money" (use your imagination). That's basically enough money to NOT have to work, unless you want to. Well, guess what? I've got that now, provided I don't buy a $350,000 house! Seems to me that we can be debt-free, I can start my own business and really be in control of my time, and still have freedom to audition for major studio films, and also make my own projects, all for the love of it, with no downside, and possible serious upside.

Plus, making things work here allows me to enjoy more time with my family, stress-free, and gives Mary some opportunities, like applying for the Mitchner Fellowship, things that she wants to do, and also to do more with our friends here in Austin.

I am a little embarrassed to do another major reversal, but hey, it's the rest of our lives we're talking about. Better a couple of false starts and course corrections that a quick charge down the wrong path for the next two years. I'll just swallow my pride and make it work.

Dad and I were both pretty impulsive guys, and we both learned best by experiencing rather than speculating. I would love to talk this over with him, but I know that he would be supportive, no matter what I decided. As long as I was moving to something, and not running away from something; in other words, acting for a goal, not fear. I'm blessed to have known Dad well enough to know this was true.

NB: I wish I had even more pictures of him and Grandma India with our baby Danielle, but Dad was in the hospital for the better part of his last 6 months, and it was hard to get Baby Girl in to see him.

Congruity through de-cluttering

The book I'm writing has at it's core the notion that part of finding happiness in a career is finding what you want your life to be, and then stop spending time, energy, and money on anything that is not pushing your life in that direction. I call this idea congruity.

Oprah's "clutter guy" Peter Walsh expresses a similar notion when it comes to de-cluttering your life. "It's not about the stuff," Walsh advises. "It's about what you want your life to be." Once you know that, you can quickly distinguish between stuff you need to keep to reach your goals, and stuff you don't:

Most things that you save for the future represent hopes and dreams. But the money, space, and energy you spend trying to create a specific future are wasted. We can't control what tomorrow will bring. Those things we hoard for an imaginary future do little other than limit our possibilities and stunt our growth. When I urge you to get rid of them, I'm not telling you to discard your hopes and dreams. It's actually quite the opposite. Because if you throw out the stuff that does a rather shabby job of representing your hopes and dreams, you actually create room to make dreams come true.

-Peter Walsh, "It's All Too Much"

His worksheets for rooms go beyond organizing. They ask questions like:

• What is the current function of the room?
• What is the ideal function of the room?
• Who uses it?
• Who should use it?
• What should it contain?
• What has to go?

This approach keeps you on the high ground, goal-focused, not bogged down in the minutiae of which drawer to put what in. When your life is all pushing in the same direction, the clutter takes care of itself.

Here is an excellent, more detailed review.

Aunt Lizzie graduates!

At the beginning of June, my little sister and Danielle's Aunt Lizzie is now a graduate of the prestigious International School of the Americas. The ceremony was held at Trinity University in San Antonio, and was a heck of a lot more fun than most. There were great speeches, a spoken word rap, and a four-part harmonization of the Jackson 5's "I Want You Back." How cool is that?!

She'll be off to UT Austin in the Fall of 2008. We hope to get to see her once in a while, but with her living downtown, next to The Drag, 6th Street, and all that campus fun, we're not holding our breath. But as long as Lizzie's learning and having a good time, we're OK with that.

Congrats, sis!

Sorry we didn't get around to posting about this sooner, but this little one kept us as tired as she was at the end of that day! See?

Swim party at the Acostas

Our super-cool neighbors Rick and Rose Acosta invited us to a great fajita barbecue dinner and swim party. We had a lot of fun, especially Danielle, who really enjoyed playing with the fountain built-in to the pool!

She also had her very first ice cream.

This was back on June 5, but I'm just now getting around to posting the photos. Thanks, Rick and Rose, for a great time! We'll try to return the favor here, soon.

Family reunions

Mary, Danielle, and I caught up with Grandma Nancy and Grandpa Bill in Edna, Texas. Nancy is my godmother, and I don't get to see her nearly enough. We had a good, if brief, visit with her and Bill, and the dogs and cat, before we motored off to Crosby, Texas, for a Schattel Family Reunion (Mary's mom's family); back through Central Houston, to see D.C. and Carol Bucek's beautiful new home; down to Wharton, Texas, to stay with the my in-laws Janie and David; and finally, to Sealy, Texas for a Bucek Family Reunion, before coming home to Austin.

Whew!

Father's Day decisions

Wow. Father's Day is bittersweet. This picture is why: I'm celebrating the greatest joy in my life, my little girl Danielle, while also missing my mentor, best friend, and all-around World's Greatest Dad, Ron Guilbot. I'm so glad that we were able to have a few moments like the one above, where Dad was able to hold his granddaughter (I stubbornly held out to have kids until age 39; I don't recommend this). But we were also shocked at Dad's early passing.

Other bittersweet news: we've decided not to go ahead with our build-to-order home in Austin's Circle C neighborhood. Excellent though it is, it is pricey, and we... well, I... am at a crossroads in life. A lesser wife would have given me the heave-ho long ago, but darling Mary has stuck with me, frustrated though she must be.

When I think of Dad, I think of his advice, and also of his untimely passing, and the things he wished he would have done. I don't want to have such a list when I die. I want all my "to do's" checked off, so to speak. Life is about the experiences, not the stuff, and right now, I'm thinking long and hard about what I want to experience, rather than what I want to accumulate.

Of course, the catch is that some of those accumulations help make the experiences possible. So it's a trade-off, and I am trying to find the balance. My dream has long been to act for a living. I'm not sure that's still my dream; I'm meditating on it. But my community of practice is in L.A., not Austin, as much as I prefer Austin. All of our family is here in Texas, no more than 3 hours from us, so leaving is a pretty selfish call. I'm not sure I can bring myself to do that.

But we... I needed time to figure it all out. No doubt Dad would render an answer in 10 seconds or less- whether I asked or not! Right now, I'm missing that.

A whole lot.

Mo' house pics

David at KB is on the spot. Two new home pics. Closer and closer...

Neil's vacation at Lake District

My good friend Neil Atkinson sent me this photo of him and his girlfriend Vic, celebrating his birthday in the beautiful Lake District in the north of England. It's gorgeous country. I wish I had spent more time there, but I opted for the Scottish midlands, instead.

Neil and I used to play in a band together, back in the day. Vic sings for his new band, Mosaicist. They have two CDs out, and are beginning to tour the UK. As temperatures hit 101' F yesterday (about 34' C), I'm pretty jealous of the mild weather there, mate! Then again, come December, I won't be so envious. :-)

Thanks for the photos, Neil! One day soon, we hope to bring Danielle back to "da hood" in Leeds.

Danielle meets Dylan

Our friends Val and Tim Loomer brought their 6-month old baby boy Dylan to Threadgill's to meet with friends and family, after just moving from San Diego to Florida. Danielle locked in on the cutie.

I told her to stay away from those younger men... could be trouble. For Daddy! :-P

Home sweet home

The house is coming along. The plumbing is in, and the problem trees have been cleared.

It's not much to look at now, but it's a lot more interesting than an empty lot, which is what we had two weeks ago.

Driving by today, I actually could envision us in the house, which was cool. It made the money we're spending seem like it's for something tangible, and something I really want.

My buyer's remorse is finally waning... yea!

Mother's Day 2008

I'm blessed to have so many great "Moms" in my life: Mary, Barabara Miller, India Chumney, Nancy Strane, and Janie Bucek. Sadly, I still haven't mastered the trick of being four places at once (especially when you're nowhere at all), so we have to pick just one place each year.

We spent this Mom's Day in San Antonio with my stepmom India Chumney, and brother William and sister Elizabeth DeMarigny.



It was a great reunion. We hadn't seen Willie in ages, and he just returned from several weeks in London and Paris. One of these days, we'll have to take a trip there together and compare notes!

Lizzie looked great, very New York chic, as she prepared for her finals, and life as a college student at her Mom's alma matter- UT Austin. We're happy that Lizzie will be close to us, and hope to see more of her, but we're not counting on it! (Hey, we do remember college life- we're not THAT old!)

Danielle made another boyfriend, 18 month-old Andrew, I think his name was. Gawd, I'm in trouble. I knew it started early these days, but this is ridiculous!!!



And it was great to see India again, of course. Danielle was happy to be reunited with her Cita.



They just got cozy, and then it was time for us to be on the road again (boo!). On the bright side, we did get to see the second half of the Spurs game versus the Hornets (series tied, 2-2). Yea!!!

We also got to talk to our other Moms- Barbara (my mom), Janie (Mary's mom), and Nancy (my Godmother). We love them all, and feel blessed to have them all in our lives, and in Danielle's life.

Now, if I can only master that four places at once trick...

Who is this woman, and why is she smiling?

Click on my acting news blog to get the whole shocking story!

Big weekend for baby

Daddy blew it.

We had all sorts of great stuff to blog about, and I forgot to snap a single friggin' photo for any of it. Doh!

Our friends the Yancys visited us, and gave us a chance to enjoy some deee-licious barbeque and homemade apple pie from RailRoad BBQ, just around the corner. Highly recommended. Plus, Christa brought some MORE treats- most excellent homemade (or close enough) cookies!

I really wish we had videotaped Griffin's "Rice & Beans" dance. Too funny! But the kids got to feed the miniature ponies down the road, and visit with, if not feed, the herd of goats across the fence.

Just before all that happened, Danielle successfully rallied the SA Spurs to overcome a 16-point deficit, and win Game 1 of the 2007-2008 NBA Playoffs against the Phoenix Suns. Interesting factoid: the NBA Finals has featured either Shaquille O'Neal or Tim Duncan in each of the past nine seasons. Most people don't put Timmy in the same category of talent, but count the rings, folks. They both got four.

On Sunday, Danielle's Cita and my sister Lizzie came for a visit. We're very happy that Lizzie will be going to Cita's alma matter, The University of Texas, right here in Austin. Lizzie promised to stop in every so often "for a home-cooked meal," when she's not across the street partying on Greek Row. ;-) (I totally understand, Lizzie!)

Matt's new gelato maker

Aunt Diana's fiance Matt opens his present from Mary: a Kitchen Aide device that will help him make us delicious gelato!

I think he likes it, but I'm not sure. Hmmm... maybe the gun was in case he DIDN'T like it?

Just chillin'

Aunt Diana (or "A Da-na-na", as Danielle says) reads Baby Girl a bedtime story. Danielle had a big day. She made a new friend at the gym, and did a lot of playing, with both Momma and Aunt Da-na-na.

She really didn't want Diana to go. She watched her through the upstairs porch rails like a lifer in maximum security eyeballing fresh meat. She tried to do an end-run around Mommy and Daddy to dash down the stairs and into Diana's truck, but we have longer legs. Well, Mommy does.

Self-medicating

Danielle got her first fat lip today, courtesy of, um, Danielle. She was racing along the driveway as usual, then tripped over her adorable little feet and face-planted into the cement. Ouch.

Mary said there was "blood everywhere", and a nasty little piece of skin flap hanging down from where baby girl's bottom teeth had torn into her upper lip.

Mary called me while I was jogging listening to a podcast on my iPhone (which is also an iPod, thank goodness for the double-duty). I hauled butt through the neighborhood back to the house, probably breaking many land speed records and triggering a small sonic boom in my wake (yeah, right), only to find Danielle happy in Mommy's arms up on the porch.

Turns out it looked a lot worse than it was. We put some ice on the boo-boo, and pretty soon, Little Miss Thang was taking charge of that, too.


(I won't tell Mommy than Danielle fell off the two-step baby slide the day before. That'll be our little secret. Wait... doh!)

Mass vs. New Technology: Who wins?

Wow. This video was sobering.

I watched it last night at about 11 p.m., and promptly sent it to my friends Kai and Michael. We've all been talking about car safety a lot recently. Michael introduced us to this very informative "car safety information aggregator" site: www.informedforlife.org, and we all ran out and bought minivans. Geeky, but safe.

Other tests proved more intuitive. On a level playing field, new safety technology might prevail. On an unlevel playing field, well, see for yourself.

I'm a pretty health-conscious guy. My daily commute is about the riskiest thing I do. Fuel economy doesn't mean much if you get squish, just like grape.

Happy Anniversary

Today is the anniversary of my Dad's marriage to India Chumney.

From our first meeting, she was (and is) as sweet and down to earth as one could be, a loving and kind person, to her family, her kids Lizzie and William, to my father Ron, and to me. And to their dogs and cats!

When she met Dad, he was struggling to get back on his feet, after a perfect storm of a lost job in a new city, a re-broken leg, and a bout with depression. That she was able to see his inner strength in a time of such struggle in his life is a testament to them both, and something for which I'm deeply grateful.

India has been a joy in my life. She's brought me a brother and sister I never had- William and Lizzie- and was a rock to my Dad during their 10 years together. She is probably the most industrious person I have ever met. She's been a source of strength and wisdom for Mary and I, and a wonderful grandma ("Cita") for Danielle.

Dad and India made a great team, evidenced by the success of their marriage, their business, and their kids Lizzie and William, who are both doing very well. I feel proud to be a part of their family, and that they are a part of mine.

My love and sympathies are with India today.

Chef Matt serves it up

We had dinner tonight with our friends Diana and Matt. Matt is a chef at a prominent local downtown Austin restaurant. He got very excited about his new Kitchen-Aide appliance, particularly the bread maker attachment.

This prompted Matt to make us some DEEEEE-LICIOUS homemade pizzas (uh, 5 of them), plus appetizers. And hors d'ouveurs. And alcohol. And guitar-pickin' until 1 a.m.

Yeah. It was a good night.



Danielle and Diana ogled Matt's, um, culinary skills. Yeah, that's it!