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I’m Going to Blog About the Spartans
5April 5, 2009
I’ve been feeling nostalgic about the Spartans lately since they made it to the Final Four. I was raised to hate them and if I still lived in Michigan, I don’t think I’d be happy for them. In Michigan, the Spartans of MSU are UofM’s natural and most obnoxious foe. I honestly had no idea that there was a huge rivalry with OSU until I moved to Columbus and found out that the the Buckeyes are #1 in Big 10 annoyingness. And I’ll root for the Spartans because, well, they’re not the Buckeyes. This may come as a surprise to the Buckeyes who read this blog, but in Michigan, the rivalry is UofM vs. MSU; we just don’t care about OSU so much up there. Anyway, I’m especially happy for all of my friends who went to MSU (they let anybody in, so I have tons of friends who went there, unlike UofM, which is a more selective university so the only person I know who went there was my bonafide genius Uncle Tom. And, no, UofM: Flint doesn’t count. It doesn’t. Don’t give me that. It doesn’t.)
Ho hum. What else? The house? The house’s roof is leaking right where we thought it might leak, so it’s good that we made the seller give us money to fix it. And also? Also, there are mice in the bread drawer. Consistently in the bread drawer. Bryan killed one with a dustpan. It was caught in the trap, but struggling to get free. He had to do it. I don’t want to know how many more there are, but our cat better get on the job. I’ve been getting good mouse-killing tips over at Facebook, but I wonder if I should just maybe make the drawer into a cage and move the stupid hamster in there too. I can’t win against these rodents.
On the bright side of the house, there’s room! And the basement is a walk-out! And it’s finished! And we can send the kids down there when they’re being too loud! Or we can have them on the main floor with us when we feel like tolerating the loudness!
Other than that, we’ve just been unpacking and working on things (I may have an oven tomorrow!) and yelling at Vonage over releasing our phone number in a timely manner so we could switch carriers. Lena found it particularly entertaining when I yelled at them on the phone. Mommy was very mad and the bad lady on the phone was lying to her and trying to trick her into not switching carriers. The bad lady wants Mommy to keep wasting her money on terrible, terrible phone service and so she had to yell at her. And file a complaint with the Public Utilities Commission. It felt good. But we still won’t have our phone working until April 16th. And I don’t even believe that it will work on that date.
Right this minute, Bryan is trying to get our new tv hooked up and he’s having troubles. My nieces are here visiting for the week and Taylor (the 15 year old) had to tell him to push a button and also to plug something in. Both tips helped, but he’s still having trouble. He’s wearing a head lamp thingamajig and it just occurred to me that the head lamp may be the perfect book light for bedtime reading. I’m going to steal it. And if he says, “Hey, isn’t that my head lamp thingamajig?” I’ll just look straight at him and blind him with the light. It’s ok because I’m always searching for the perfect book light.
I wanted to watch Slumdog Millionaire (I would watch it over and over and over again. Good movie.) with Taylor and our new tv, but Bryan’s still working on it and Taylor fell asleep. Because it’s boring here with no tv and an uncle who walks around with a head lamp on all time.
Maya’s sleeping and Riley (11 years old), Lena, and Liberty are in the basement rec room watching The Boy in the Striped Pajamas again. And then they’ll all hold each other and cry, I guess. They know how to party. BTW, Amazon.com just told me that of people who buy The Boy in the Striped Pajamas, 7% buy it with Twilight. FYI. I find that odd.
“Firsts” with Pictures, Bitches!
11February 25, 2009
You guys, I really can’t think of things to blog about right now, ok? We’re trying to buy a house and stuff. I’m not trying to say I care about that more than I care about you, but I’m trying to say memes are the bomb for preoccupied bloggers. One question before we begin: Am I the only one who thinks Kate from that Jon and Kate Plus 8 child labor show got a boob job? Nothing super outrageous, just a little lift perhaps? I noticed that they were looking very much like pre-baby boobs in the last episode and (here’s the clincher, in case you were wondering) she was holding her arms in front of her body a lot in a self-conscious, my-boobs-are-sticking-out-farther-than-I’m-used-to kind of way. I’m not judging, I’m just wondering if I was the only one who spent all of the “Puppies!” episode staring at Kate’s boobs. In a friendly way.
Ok, so another meme. sort of. The Firsts meme that’s going around made me think of the first time I was in a wedding and the first time my daughters were in a wedding and the fact that each of us was 4 years old for our first trip down the aisle.
I was in my Aunt Becky and Uncle Hal’s wedding with my 2nd cousin, Jarod, as the adorable ring bearer. You’d be hard-pressed to find a cuter flower girl/ring bearer combo:
Later, I tried to strangle him:
I think his doe eyes made me feel all huntressy. And that’s my big brother on the left. Nice haircut.
Here’s another adorable combo. It’s Maya and her cousin, Hudson when they were in my brother’s wedding. We don’t actually have a pic of them together, but these two pictures really capture their personality:
Those 4 kids were cute, but if you really want to add some cute factor to your wedding, put some twins in it like Bryan’s cousin Tonya did. That shit is cute and I swear the whole congregation will gasp:
*gasp* Awwww!
Oh, you want to hear about my first alcoholic beverage? How about I show you instead:
Kidding! The back of the picture says “pop in the beer can.” The back of the picture gives no clues as to the reason for the hat on a stick, however.
Shhhh!
10July 16, 2008
by Abby
in I have a husband
Bryan got a new job. Shhh! According to him, if we talk about it out loud it might not come true. Even though he signed his employment letter thingy and passed a drug test and background check (whew! Those aliases really come in handy when you’re living a life of crime) we’re not supposed to say anything about it until he’s been working there for, like, 20 years. (more…)
Just One Thing About Lost
9May 30, 2008
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Fine, I can buy that the dude turned a wheel and made the island disappear, but are we supposed to forget that babies need food? I mean, Aaron is a 5-month-old breastfed baby whose mother “died” or whatever and he’s been wandering around with Kate’s milkless jugs for 2 days or something like that without so much as a whimper? Come the f*ck on. And they’re not even going to do us the courtesy of saying, “Gee, Jack, maybe we should grab some Dharma Initiative human milk substitute and chuck it down the kid’s throat.” I was so distracted by the baby’s apparent lack of hunger and the fact that they weren’t even addressing the issue that I couldn’t even enjoy the finale. Am I alone in this? Don’t tell me, I’m supposed to chalk it up to the mystical fanciness of the island. I call bullshit. I call sci-fi cop-out bullshit.
Speaking of Empowering…
4April 21, 2008
by Abby
in I have some daughters
Melissa just left a lovely comment about empowering these girls of mine, which is totally something we try to do. It would be awesome if it worked out that way. One of the empowering themes around here is that it’s ok to fight with people you love. This is tough for Lena to understand so it tends to come up a lot because she’s really trying to figure it out and I want her to know that it’s ok for her to say, “Hey, that’s not ok,” without worrying about hurting feelings because her feelings actually matter, too. And sometimes making your needs known can lead to fighting, but it’s ok. It’s ok! Everything’s ok. OK!
Turns out that it’s not so tough for Liberty to understand and I think she’s a little bit proud when she’s combative with her favorite people. It’s not a perfect system; we’re working on it. Both of them understood the issue in their own way until a stupid Disney channel show had the main character fighting and then making up with her best friend by saying, “We’re best friends; we shouldn’t fight.” And the audience said, “Awwww, clap clap clap,” and then Lena and Liberty panicked because that little sentence went against everything they had been taught for their whole life. But it was on tv and the audience seemed to agree! It took about 5 seconds for them to find me in the laundry room (or maybe I was napping or watching my stories on the other tv, who really knows?) and say, “Mom, should best friends fight?”
Stupid tv. Now we’ll be going over and over this in a million different ways from now until summer. And then they’re going to want to talk about my dad’s most recent divorce again, too. Don’t they understand that I tell them these things so they can discuss them amongst themselves, not so they can drag me into it all the time? I don’t understand how these things work. I’m not a healthy person! I shouldn’t be allowed to discuss it. *sigh* Stupid tv. I’m banning the Disney channel in favor of Adult Swim on Cartoon Network. There’s no mistaking the family values of Squidbillies.
