Silly people in the news...
So one of Rora's favorite books,
And Tango Makes Three, is in the news again because silly people have a problem with something that happened in real life. Silly, silly people.
Which reminds me of Rora's latest obsession- Harry Potter. The kid loves yard sales like crazy, and 'tis the season, so we've hit a few. Her first purchase was a set of cassette tapes (thank god we still have an old cassette player) of the first Harry Potter book for a dime. She has listened to one side of a tape every night since. Sometimes she will ask to go to her room just to listen to the next tape. Then a friend of mine (Hi Dami!) gave her the REST of the books on tape and CD. You've never seen such joy. She has decided she wants to go as Harry Potter for Halloween, and has named her favorite doll (it eats! it wets! it makes irritating noises!) Harry Potter (short for Harriet Alecia Potter, thank you very much) and has made me draw lightening bolts on her forehead with crayon. And just this morning she was supposed to write a sentence from her favorite book for homework, and, you guessed it, she chose "The Boy Who Lived".
Honestly I plan to milk this for all its worth. Go Harry Potter!
True Friendship -- None of that Sissy Stuff
To my friends, I promise:
1. When you are sad -- I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.
2. When you are blue -- I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.
3. When you smile -- I will know you are thinking of something that I would probably want to be involved in.
4. When you are scared -- I will rag you about it every chance I get until you're NOT.
5. When you are worried -- I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining.
6. When you are confused -- I will try to use only little words.
7. When you are sick -- Stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don't want whatever you have.
8. When you fall -- I will laugh at your clumsy ass, but I'll help you up.
This is my oath.... I pledge it to the end.
Friendship is like piddling in your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth.
Thanks Heather!
A day in the life...
No matter what he says, I am forbidding Kevin from calling Calliope "Poop-a-Cabra".
If you haven't seen it,
Iron Man rocks.
So does the
Wii.
If you have time, and like Photoshop, these are a must!
www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_X5uR7VC4Mwww.youtube.com/watch?v=VXeZ0s8DXZ0There are more, check out
youtube and you'll find them.
Hmm, can't think of anything else.
Go Celtics!
Aurora's Sense of Style (Redux)
No dessert? How could it be!?
After dinner last night (panko encrusted chicken breast with rosemary olive oil potatoes and a nice red wine), we came to the horrific(!) realization that there was no dessert in the house.
Oh no!
Okay, I'm lying. We have copious amounts of both Easter and Halloween candy, but honestly, none of that thrills any of us. So, options were:
1. Do with out (I think not)
2. Go out an get something (we are WAY too lazy for that)
3. Raid the fridge and see what we can make (bingo!)
Our choice?
Chocolate Cinnamon Gelato. Why? Gelato is one of the most delicious things ever, and you're almost guaranteed to have the ingredients on hand. Really just milk, sugar, cornstarch and a flavoring of some sort, we were able to whip this up with some bars of Hershey's chocolate (a birthday gift from Jamee and Michael to Rora) and a good dose of cinnamon.
It only took about an hour, and was a huge hit.
Another boring post of crap I did this weekend...
So, last week was one of the worst of my life. Really dreadful. But, I was expecting it, its over. so, whew. Anyway.
On Friday, Appa went to his first training lesson. Aurora had her camera, and took a few pictures- I like them a lot.
and Clio is still cute:
and Kevin is still weird:
Kevin and
Michael went to
Zabar's this weekend in NYC (they also went to a
comic con, but that wasn't so important). Because of that, I have been feasting on bagels, whitefish salad, rugelach and various marinated seafood. I love my husband. Of course, he was told he couldn't come into the house unless bagels and whitefish accompanied him, so, there you have it.
What else? Well, I came home from shopping with my parents and lugged a full size mattress and box spring upstairs on my own, took apart her bunk bed, took that downstairs along with the twin mattress, then put the full bed together in her room. It took hours, but its done now, and Rora is really pleased. She spent a good part of yesterday pulling out her own comic books that she wanted to get signed. I'm growing a geek. Anyway, somehow her room appears larger now? Go figure.
Can't think of anything else...
Adventures in Childrearing...
Yesterday Kevin called me at work about something, and
Calliope wrestled the phone from him. Thus ensued about 5 minutes of him cursing, various thuds, etc.
After he managed to get the phone back, we had the following conversation:
"Kev, she's only 6 months old."
"She's 7 months old! And she's wiry!"
Sigh.
Later that evening,
Aurora got a card from her grandpop, which had a Ziggy sticker on the back. Aurora looked at her dad, then said, "Daddy, this sticker looks JUST LIKE YOU without a beard!"
Poor Kevin.
Hee hee.
Memories from college...
I went to theatre school initially, and there was a big to-do about Barbara Streisand possibly being cast as Evita... and I remember everyone singing this song:
(to the tune of "Don't Cry For Me Argentina')
It had to happen
The cast had to change
For how long can a girl do a show?
A year and a half and enough is enough
It wasn't easy
Even without matinees it got really rough
I'd go to the theatre just fine
But then I'd be worn out by nine
And what then of my future
And my career?
For although Broadway show offers are few
I can still do nightlubs and small movie roles
And when they film Evita
Oh, I will certainly keep myself free
Though, the chances are likely to be
They won't want to film it with me
Don't cry for me Barbra Streisand
The truth is I never liked you
You'll do the movie
And what a bummer
When you sing Eva
Like Donna Summer
How would you've liked it
In '68, if they'd filmed Funny Girl without you?
And MGM bought the film rights
And they'd wanted a star with no protrusion
So they rewrote the role
And cast...Doris Day!
You would have gone crazy and cried
But me, I'll just snicker and say
Don't cry for me Barbra Streisand
The truth is you bought the film rights
Though you're a belter, and very shrewish
You'll ruin the movie
Cause you're too Jewish
Have I said too much?
And you're to big a star to be lectured to
But all you have to do is look in a mirror
To know that every word is true
