Archive for December, 2007
The bedtime ritual in the House of Goon Squad involves bathing, the brushing of teeth, the putting on of pajamas and then watching a TiVoed episode of “Futurama“.
It is fun for the whole family. All four of us like this show.
Most of the time, even though the humor might be a little bit over there heads, most of it isn’t too inappropriate. Except for Bender repeatedly saying ‘bite my shiny metal ass’ there isn’t that much that a three year old shouldn’t be seeing.
Usually.
So last night I let them watch an episode called “Xmas Story“. This particular episode features the Evil Robot Santa.
He is a little bit scary and it could easily crush their Santa fantasies forever.
(Of course, I’ve always felt sort of weird about lying to the kids about there even being a Santa, so if they found out there wasn’t I wouldn’t be too crushed.)
They didn’t seem scared at all when we watched the show.
When the show was over and we were getting ready to go to bed Ian said to me “I hope Santa doesn’t try to kill me”.
Oops.
So I explained that there wasn’t really an Evil Robot Santa and that was all in the future anyway.
Oh yeah, and it was just a cartoon.
I’m really not that good at this parenting thing.
(I got this picture by Birdbot form here)
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4:08 pm |
Yes, today I am 35.
35.
That kind of seems like a lot, doesn’t it.
Anyway, no need to buy me anything, but for my gift I do ask you to do one of two things (it will cost you nothing but pride).
Either:
1) Click on one of my ads - the BlogHer ad would be good, but feel free to click a text link ad too. There is some good stuff over there.
or
2) Go win me something on Blingo.
Thanks! You guys rule.
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12:54 pm |
December 15, 2007 | Food
CityZen just called! They havc an opening for me tonight. Woo Hoo!
(I hope I haven’t hyped this too much, if the food sucks I will be very disappointed.)
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3:05 pm |
December 14, 2007 | Food
I realize I should have called months ago, but I am the Queen of Procrastination.
Gabe is taking me out for a fancy dinner for my birthday. I am having issues with reservations.
They wait-listed me for CityZen for Saturday night. Marcels (I won’t link to it because the website has really loud cheesy music, sorry Marcels.) is all booked up too. I got a reservation for 2941, but it isn’t until Sunday night. I’ve got babysitters for Saturday night.
Do any of you know anyone who can get me in?
(Yes. I admit this is pathetic, but it couldn’t hurt to try, right?)
Posted by Sarah @
4:16 pm |
Does anyone know where I can find Christmas Tree ornaments in the shapes of the planets?
Mmmmm. Bacon flow chart. (Thanks Kaiser)
I just started reading Eat, Pray, Love
by Elizabeth Gilbert. I love it already and I’m only on the third chapter.
Did I mention that I finally weaned the children off of pacifiers? At 3 1/2? And only because Ian is having his tonsils and adenoids removed and they can’t suck during recovery because it can cause bleeding? Also, the weaning wasn’t that traumatic… why did I wait 3 1/2 years?
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10:32 am |
December 13, 2007 | Parenting
Waking up from a dead sleep to a screaming child covered in vomit.
That is what sucks.
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10:08 am |
Me: What shoul d we get Brian (The Goon Squad’s Aunt’s boyfriend) for Christmas?
Claudia: Well, we should get him something that he wants that he doesn’t already have.
(I thought that was astoundingly insightful for a three year old.)
Me: I think that is a great idea. Like what?
Ian: How about pasta!
Claudia: Yeah! Pasta!
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Me: What should we get Daddy for Christmas?
Ian: How about a house?
Me: A house? We already have a house.
Ian: Well, maybe a toy house.
Claudia: A playhouse!
Me: You want to buy your father a playhouse for Christmas?
Both of the kids: Yes.
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Me: What should we get Grandpa for Christmas?
Ian: SNAKES! Grandpa loves to eat snakes.*
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Me: What should we get Papa for Christmas?
Claudia: A pig.
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Me: What should we get Nonny for Christmas?
Claudia: A pig.
Me: You want to get Nonny and Papa pigs for Christmas?
Claudia: A pet pig for Nonny. A regular pig for Papa.
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Me: What do you guys think we should get Aunt K.C. for Christmas?
Both: A PIG!
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Me: What should we get Grandma for Christmas:
Claudia: A pig. Like the one we get for Papa.
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* When the kids are trying to decide what to eat my Dad likes to suggest snakes for dinner. I don’t know why, but for some reason my children find this hysterical.
Posted by Sarah @
3:06 pm |
You know that show Heroes?
Okay, well don’t say anything about any plot points because I am way behind, but we are currently Netflixing (It’s a word if I say it is) season one and I have a question for all of you.
Is it just me, or does that show make you feel really fat?
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5:49 pm |
My childhood friend (well, she is a grown up now), Alison, had a baby girl this morning.
I did get a picture texted to my cell phone (we’re so technologically advanced) but I figured I’d let her parents post the first picture of her, so go over to Aliblog and welcome Zanna to the world.
*** Oh wait! They already posted one. Check her out. Pretty cute, huh?***
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4:33 pm |
December 10, 2007 | Parenting
We went to Gabe’s work holiday party on Saturday and so the kids spent the night at their Grandparents house.
It was fantastic. I got to sleep nine whole hours in a row.
Everybody loves it when the kids stay over there. Nonny and Papa love having the kids over, their dog loves it, Gabe and I get a break and Ian and Claudia really have fun at their house.
I always thought it was because Nonny and Papa have cool toys and let them sleep in sleeping bags and use flashlights. Now while I still believe this to be true, I also found out some other reason why they are so willing to leave home for the night.
When the kids got home yesterday Ian wasn’t feeling so well. He said his tummy hurt. I asked him what he ate for lunch. He said “Chicken nuggets, french fries, water and chocolate cake”. Okay. That is a lot of food, but Ian eats like a longshoreman anyway.
Then I asked him what he ate for breakfast.
“A bagel and chocolate cake”.
I said “You ate chocolate cake for breakfast?”
“Yes. Papa gived it to me.”
Ian is generally pretty accurate about food, but these kids have been known to make stuff up, so I asked his sister.
“Claudia, what did you eat for breakfast?”
“A bagel. And chocolate cake.”
This might all explain why my current granddaughter, Purple Baby, thinks that this is okay.*
Yeah. I’m sure the grandparents are laughing their asses off right now. I’m not mad at them, but I am already planning on what I am going to feed my grandchildren when they come to my house. I am going to jack them up on candy buy them some kazoos and recorders and send them home.
* I took this picture a couple of weeks ago and I wasn’t sure how I was going to fit it in. Until now.
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11:58 am |
