>How’z that again?

>If this isn’t the closest analogy to how a big, erm, MY family works on it’s best day, I don’t know what is…. Perhaps this is more apropos of a large family, but still, this made me laugh and tonight I saw this and realized, “Oh  yeah, and that’s what happens in our house, on our BEST days.”  No kidding.
Take a look at this:

Yeah, think about it….{And while you’re at it, think about ALL the ways it can go wrong too…that too SO describes my family life! Ha!}
Yup. I know!
I thought so too.
{h/t to Buddybug}

>Silly, Weird and just odd

>Just to show you we aren’t always serious, all the time…
And that we like some silliness on a Monday….
And to prove to anyone who wonders, just how much I love my husband…
I submit this:
Yup, it’s Groundhog Day.
And though I think think this is one of the goofier (even bizarre) traditions in our country (I mean, c’mon, look at those guys: top hats, groundhogs?!), it does marginally appeal to the latent folklore student in me.

Apparently, the verdict/prediction for this year is 6 more weeks of winter. Ugh. That makes this groundhog a little lower on my good list. We have our own personal groundhog here. He (or she, I haven’t gotten close enough to check) waddles up into our yard from the bluff quite often as the weather warms. And it is no big surprise then that we haven’t seen him in months. I guess all these groundhogs got the memo about winter from Phil. We haven’t named him yet, unless you count “Lookmomthereheisagain!” I guess we have a few more weeks ahead to work on a name for this spring anyhow.Anyhow, you might be wondering about the ‘just how much I love my husband connection” from above. Here it is:
Yup, that’s right. Ssshhhhhh. I bought him this as a surprise (hopefully you’ve opened it by now honey) for tonight. Because he loves this movie. And it makes me crazy. I don’t know whether it’s the young Bill Murray who makes me crazy or the wacky time loop thing….because time loop/travel movies kind of scramble my brain. I found this out years ago and have done minor gymnastics over the years to avoid seeing it when he finds it on the old movie channels….that and I’ve read a few good books instead while he and the boys laugh and mimic. But it’s a cold Monday, so I figure he will need a laugh tonight after a long day. So I have this, waiting, and am feeling all virtuous in the nice wife department. I might even watch part of it with him and the big kids…..as long as I can stand it.

Happy Groundhog Day! Might as well bundle up: six more weeks of winter…?

>Almost Wordless Wednesday

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Last week:
Another yearly tradition, Booboo style.A belated bday party.
The main event:
The Annual Polar Plunge!
{air temp approx 26 degrees}

The payoff: a hot jacuzzi and bragging rights!
Teens are fun.

>It’s Alive!

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Baby Alive Doll by Hasbro

I feel like I am in a bad “B” movie….. Because we got Bird a begged for bday gift, to her utter delight and to my dismay. Not that I can actually blame anybody for this, it was my choice to cave…. But we did, I did, I did it. I bought her a Baby Alive doll for her bday.

And oh does she love it.
She carts that baby here and there, up and down the stairs, hither and yon.
They are feeding the baby, changing the baby, dressing the baby in all sorts of getups.

And frankly, it’s creeping me out.

The food: it’s not edible (because that would cause all sorts of mold growth on the innards of this thing). It looks like baby food mush of some sort but in a nuclear accident sort of way. The diapers, they have pee stains that again, are like pee on some nasty antibiotic: neon. And don’t even get me started on the loop this links you into: the surely astronomical cost of these supplies that need replenishing (and nope, I’m not paying for that, and yup, I am cheap).

I know, on one level this is very great role playing for my girl. It is right up her ally to nurture and pretend all this, and on something that isn’t living and so it can’t be hurt or maimed.

But still…The creepiest part of this doll is the talking. The moving mouth, the blinking eyes, the singsong voice loops: “Mommy, I’m hungry. Oops, I had an accident. Let’s play. I need a change! I love you Mommy.” And as she says this you hear the whirring of her moving parts and she blinks her big googly disturbing eyes and it just makes me kind of cringe. It makes Sbird giggle in glee.

I don’t know. I am not a total Scrooge, I swear. I mean, I bought it for her bday, after much begging. I knew, kind of, what we were getting into (though really, it’s just way more disturbing in person than in a catalog pic). And now you all get to realize I have issues, I guess…

But this doll, she creeps me out. She’s like a little nightmare event waiting to happen in the house, huh? Every time she is playing with that doll, a voiceover plays in my head of the mid 1960’s announcer saying “It’s Aliiiivveeee.”

I have clearly watched too many Twilight Zone’s when I was younger.
But this doll: on that show, she’d be a star!

>New Sunday Trend

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Yeah, that’s right, we are talking about “Aerobic Mass.”

Yup, babywrassling in the back, toddler take down,
“you want a piece of me?” protests, “just try and catch me!”…

That “30 day shred?” Grace?
Hey, I’m in the middle of it already: 60+ mins this morning!

Jane Fonda? She’s got nuthin’ on me!