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"Pride and Prejudice"--A+. I highly enjoyed it.
I watched a hilarious movie with Chinese subtitles this morning involving a fish that could come on land and eat people. We couldn't figure out what the title was.
Books. Hmmm. Well, I can tell you that "History Lesson for Girls" SUCKED. Man, I hated that book. I liked "Goodnight Nobody" a lot but I know your VIEWS on chick lit. I could keep the chick lit machine cranking on my own, I think.
Fussy and Feh
I never used to consider myself a fussy eater, but recently I have taken notice of all the things -- perfectly normal things -- that I won't eat. And it's kind of a long list. Strangely, I am more than willing to sit on a curb in Hanoi as motorbikes hurtle by and suck down a bowl of pho, the ...
I'm really glad you wrote this.
Where I Was
On September 11, 2001, I woke up, showered and got dressed for work, groggily pulling on a pair of navy dress pants and a french blue shirt. I had been putting in long hours at the office for weeks -- working past midnight most days, including the weekends -- because I was preparing to go to tr...
Safe travels to you both. I can't wait to read your posts from the other side.
And the journey begins. Well not so much "begins" as "continues"
Tomorrow morning you will wake and eat breakfast. You will run errands or see a movie, you will do yard work. You'll have dinner, watch a little tv or maybe go out with friends. You'll go to bed, sleep your 7-8 hours, get up and start the whole process all over again. We on the other hand wil...
Dude. Your fears are the same as mine. I am reduced to a state of panic everytime I imagine the 18 hour flight to China WITHOUT my Burt's Bees. If they make me throw it away, I'm smearing the whole tube on my lips first. I don't care what I look like.
Also, the contacts? Yikes. Me too. Finally, how are we supposed to get an 11 month old baby home on another 18 hour, chapstick-less flight without some liquid "sleep medication"???? Stupid terrorists. I hate them all.
Danger Zone
My husband and I are leaving in a week for this year's Big Trip. Let me preface this entry by saying that I absolutely love to travel. If I won the lottery, I would basically quit my job and tour around the world until I ran out of underwear. (And, once back home again, I would go back to sch...
These days the students do not have the sense of fear that they SHOULD during a tornado drill. Instead the girls' asses are hanging out all over the place and the boys are trying to see who can make who fart. Entertaining, to be sure.
Storm Front
In fourth grade, our class broke from the usual dose of just plain weird educational movies and watched a film called “Terrible Tuesday.” It was a documentary about the rash of twisters that hit the Red River Valley on April 10, 1979. We were meant to learn about how to stay safe during a seve...
Oh, that movie was INSANE. Remember how badly it scared Jeff? He would FREAK OUT if a cloud wafted across the sun as well.
Toy cash register? Surely not.
Storm Front
In fourth grade, our class broke from the usual dose of just plain weird educational movies and watched a film called “Terrible Tuesday.” It was a documentary about the rash of twisters that hit the Red River Valley on April 10, 1979. We were meant to learn about how to stay safe during a seve...
Thisgirl--THAT is it!!! Oh my goodness. That's awesome
Be Fri/St Ends
What with my birthday and my dad’s excellent story, I haven’t yet gotten to write about my trip to visit Allison. In short, it was everything that I had expected it would be, all hometown gossip and self-deprecating laughter. More importantly, though, I got to see how Allison lives now, how sh...
I couldn't have said it better.
I love you!
Be Fri/St Ends
What with my birthday and my dad’s excellent story, I haven’t yet gotten to write about my trip to visit Allison. In short, it was everything that I had expected it would be, all hometown gossip and self-deprecating laughter. More importantly, though, I got to see how Allison lives now, how sh...
Okay, my comment was SUPPOSED to say I heart your dad. I don't know why it didn't show up. Hmph.
The Legend of the Man from Wuhan
[Editor’s Note: Today, we have a special treat. I have coaxed the man, the myth, the legend to author a guest blog entry for you: everyone, I give you . . . my Dad! (And if you're wondering what happened for my birthday, check yesterday's comments. Hee.)] The banquet is an integral part of ...
AWESOME. I your dad.
I hope I get to do this in China!
The Legend of the Man from Wuhan
[Editor’s Note: Today, we have a special treat. I have coaxed the man, the myth, the legend to author a guest blog entry for you: everyone, I give you . . . my Dad! (And if you're wondering what happened for my birthday, check yesterday's comments. Hee.)] The banquet is an integral part of ...
PS--my favorite part of that picture is the pillowcase clutched in your hand.
Photographic Evidence
Allison bet me a million dollars I wouldn't post this photo. And Martha challenged us all to post pictures of ourselves looking totally 80s. AND, since I tantalized all of you with the mention of my having dressed up as Jon Bon Jovi for Halloween, I feel like I should pony up with a visual. B...
Y'all! Lawyerish was supposed to look like that! You know, how Jon always looked sultry and sexy? That's her-in a way. heh.
Whoo, we are gonna have some fun this weekend!
Photographic Evidence
Allison bet me a million dollars I wouldn't post this photo. And Martha challenged us all to post pictures of ourselves looking totally 80s. AND, since I tantalized all of you with the mention of my having dressed up as Jon Bon Jovi for Halloween, I feel like I should pony up with a visual. B...
Nay. They did not have the slate pencils in the general store and we deemed chalk as inferior! One cannot do sums on a real live slate with mere chalk!
This story. Kills me.
The Great Slate Pencil Caper
The night before I graduated from college, my family took me out to dinner at one of Ann Arbor's fanciest restaurants -- one that skated on its Parents' Weekend and graduation day revenues the other 362 days a year. It was housed in an old Victorian home, and our table was in a cozy upstairs ro...
I know what happened to the revolvers! This kid John got them because he had a "band" and he hung them in their "rehearsal area." They had the directions for The Care and Feeding of an Ette on the back that we wrote.
That trip rocked. I need to find my pictures.
Jesus Totally Would Have Gone to Vail
My parents are not particularly religious, so when we moved to our small Georgia town from Illinois, they were surprised to be greeted by almost everyone they met with the question, “What church do y’all go to?” In Chicago, we had gone to some generic Protestant church – maybe it was Congregat...
List of obsessions dutifully done!
I was always slightly nervous when I was changing my clothes in my room full of posters. What if they could SEE ME????
I'm It!
I’ve been tagged by Martha to do a “meme”, which I love doing in the same way I used to get a little giddy when I would get to the quiz in every issue of Sassy and YM (Seventeen only had them sporadically, and Teen’s quizzes were just moronic – and yes, I did subscribe to ALL of those magazines;...
Oh dude. I love these posts of yours. They're my favorite. It's so interesting to read your perspective on it now as compared to how I remember it. You rule.
The Saddest Story Ever Told
The summer after sixth grade, I was supposed to go to Camp Toccoa, a performing arts camp in North Georgia. A couple of weeks before I was scheduled to leave, I fell off a trampoline, got my ankle all twisted up in the springs and ended up with Achilles tendonitis. No camp for me. A few wee...
You know where you need to move. We're finding you a house when you're here in August. You can be rich or po' here. It's all good.
Happy Happy. Joy Joy.
New York magazine featured an article last week about a relatively new academic field that is devoted to the study of happiness – positive psychology, it’s called. I find the whole thing fascinating. Beyond the simple fact that people have devoted themselves to studying something so seemingly ...
I stand in solidarity with you Jonniker! I know nothing of this "So You Think You Can Dance" nonsense.
Plus I was a little taken aback in regards to Lawyerish wanting to take a class to learn to move like me! HAHA
So I Wish I Could Dance
I’m watching “So You Think You Can Dance,” which, as we know, has the capacity to make me cry, and I want to know this: where can someone like me, a 30-year old dried-up former ballet dancer, get my butt into a class where I can learn to move like Allison? Y’all. For real. At first, I reall...
Gag. That is all.
Please, No Grooming on the C Train
As you may be aware, since the last spree of subway stabbings, the MTA has seen an attack with a power saw (!) (where do you even FIND a power saw in New York City?) and a face-slashing with a razor on the F train (in the middle of rush hour) (!!). I’m a little curious to know why the upswing (...
He was also guilty of the torture of adoption dolls, namely Kimberly Pearl. Poor KP. She had it rough.
Is the green carpet and brown door from Illinois? Because I remember white doors and brown carpet.
Star Wars figurines. The only thing that topped the fun of those was the Domino Rally.
Brotherly Love
My brother and I are four years apart. When I was little, I believed that I would catch up to him in age. After he got finished tickling me until I couldn’t breathe (“If you can still say ‘I can’t breathe,’ then you can breathe!”), I would threaten him with all the things I would do when I got...
Oh, dude. I was petrified that someone was breaking into our house WELL in to college. Yes, my mom had to sleep with me when I was home from college for the summer!!!! One night some of Jeff's friends took his car and moved it into the front yard and left it there with the running lights on and the radio playing softly. (you could start it without a key). What was the first thing my mom said, after I woke up the whole house in a panic? "Jeff! You know she gets scared!!!!"
Check. Check. Check.
It is 10:00pm. I have just settled into bed with my book, the dog curled up against me, the A/C whirring in the window. I lean over to turn on my alarm. I flick the bar to “Radio” and press the alarm button to make sure it’s set for the right time and for AM, not PM. Then I hit the sleep but...
HOW you remember this stuff is absolutely beyond me. Although I do remember a frightening scene in "mixed up files" involving the kids being stuck in a closet with a lot of scary fur coats.
Was "Duffy Moon" the one with the flying tricycle? And remember the one with the red balloon? Which, incidentally, I have a copy of for you that I got at the used book store a LONG time ago and forgot about. So maybe I remember more than I thought I did. Childhood. Good times.
From the Mixed-Up Files of Random 80s Educational Media
In grade school, we used to file into the auditorium once a week to watch a film. It was the mid-1980s, and we were in a poor, small-town Georgia public school, so they seem to have taken up a collection of whatever random shit people had laying around in their shag-carpeted basements and then ...
Ohhh, not good about crying during confrontational situations. I am a WUSS in parents conferences. I'm always like, "Your child could do better (he's a fuck) and he needs to make sure that he always does his homework (he's going to fail). Then if the parents get mad, I'm all uhhhh...uhhhh.
I loathe myself.
The Town Crier
It has come to my attention that I am something of a crier. I never really thought I cried that easily – looking back, I can think of maybe one time that I cried during college, for example – but in the past, I don’t know, ten years or so, I have become more and more of a sap. This isn’t that ...
I love your car seat! I LOVE IT! I'm so sad that we have boring green now.
Re: the posting about Angelina adopting kids of different religions so they can teach each other about them? Um, aren't her children going to be whatever religion she teaches them about as she is not adopting 10 year olds or anything? That's weird. Surely that can't be right. That would be like adopting a baby from China so she could teach you Chinese.
Shop For Your Kids the Ovary Way
A reader sent me the link to this article doozy: How To Shop For Kids The Brangelina Way It's pretty bad. I'm horrified that a newspaper would publish something like this. I sent the author an email about the article. I know some of you secretly think "what does it matter, people are going to be...
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