Decades day at the boys’ school today. In our house that means New Romantic British Invasion 1980s. Note the following details: earring, interlocked rubber bracelets, and paisley.
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cooked by older son, with guidance from Hubby. The yummiest lunch in the world, ever. Younger son gave me a beautiful plant for my garden. And I got to order shoes from zappos. Not shoes for me actually, but see it doesn’t matter who the shoes are for, it’s the idea of buying shoes. And Hubby desperately needed new sneakers.
Pets are all being cute. Except Loki. She really is the goddess of mischief and is officially on my nerves. But she’s cute when she’s wreaking havoc.
Now back to Disney Infinity with my boys.
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As promised, photos from the LNO in Philly seeing Eddie Izzard. Photos courtesy of Steph. 😉 Et viola! Top is during intermission, middle during the Q&A after the show, bottom after the show, releasing our inner Eddie! 
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This is the toe that caused me to trip and fall at work last week. No, not the big toe. That’s what a normal person would trip on. Look at the second toe, you can still see the scrape on the left by the nail. Yes, I have a klutzy toe.
This is the booboo on my right knee caused by the second toe on my left foot. I was cleaning the booboo last night and kept rubbing what I thought was adhesive residue. I was thinking to myself, damn, Bandaid (as it was an actual Bandaid brand bandage I had removed), that’s some amazing adhesive! But alas, it was actually a bruise that I seriously irritated by scrubbing repeatedly with the washcloth.
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Okay, so it wasn’t lunch. It was a Q&A after the show tonight in Philly. I went out for a ladies’ night out with my friends, Steph and Kasie. What does one do on a ladies’ night out? See their favorite transvestite British stand up comedian in Philly. We even drove the wrong way down a one way street, but only for a brief bit, about half a block. And it was the sun’s fault. I won’t say who was driving. So you’ll have to guess. Eddie was wearing a fabulous suit…beautifully tailored, the sleeves were perfect. He suggested we all curse more often, so absofuckinglument! (He also suggested it be in different languages.) And the guy in the seat next to me during the show had no concept of personal space.
The show was hysterical as usual. Hubby and I saw him during his “Sexie” tour. This was “force majeure”. And et viola! The man looks better in a dress than I do and that still frustrates me. It should inspire me to get more fit, like the lions. The thing I like about Eddie’s comedy (yes, one question allows me to be on a first name basis) is that is intelligent and full of history. You actually get to use your brain. It’s not potty humor (except when the soldiers are pooing on the horses…that really made me laugh and I don’t know why exactly).
Anyhoo, during the Q&A Steph suggested I ask him about entering politics based on an interview with him that I read last week. He did say that he is planning to run for Parliament in 2020 and would be an Al Franken-like politician and so et viola! I was impressed that he could see one so short all the way in the back. I could really only see him by holding up my nexus and watching it on the screen. We took pics with the marquee and I will add one as soon as I can.
And the parking guy was wrong. There. The last word. Subject closed.
(top photo copyright Andy H)
(bottom photo copyright Idil Sukan)
#eddieizzard #forcemajuere #philly
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On Sunday, after we got home from church, I told the boys they would be helping me around the house. I gave them options to choose from, like sweeping the floor, dusting, helping me in the laundry room. Nope…what they fought over was who gets to clean the toilet. I feared they would get to fisticuffs! Younger son claimed cleaning the entire bathroom and we avoided injury. Older son reluctantly took dusting and sweeping the rest of the upstairs. This left me free to work on the laundry room and reclaim parts of the family room for me.
The kittens now have their “rest room” in one location. Since they are huge six month old kittens, we don’t have to dedicate a room to their potty needs. I then moved their food to the top of a cabinet. They can work their need to jump on EVERYTHING and the dog can’t reach it. Another project I have to do soon is repair where the kittens tore the curtain rod out of the wall. That’s one way to get me to change the curtains.
In a very real sense, I have brought my work home with me. I am accomplishing all this fabulous housework by breaking the work in to small manageable tasks and completing all of it using the “tolerable ten”. Anyone can stand to do anything, even moving a litter box, for ten minutes.
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(Note the baseball hat for size reference. Cujo is one big six month old kitten!)
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Adopted #3 Son asked me recently why I don’t write a book or a story. I don’t think he intended it as an explicit challenge, but perhaps an ulterior motive did exist to kick me in the ass to do something more productive with my copious free time. I chewed it over for a couple of days. I write this blog…when time and life permits. And isn’t that bullshit. If I wanted to, I would find the time every day to write a new post. Am I such a slacker? Yep. And here I am, owning up to it.
Still, writing a book, a story. Could I do it? Don’t know. But this evening I started a free write to try it. It was fun. I don’t know if I could sustain the topic I wrote about this evening, but I have to start somewhere and see how it goes. Here’s the problem…and this is often the problem with writing a post. I feel an unbelievable amount of pressure to not have errors since I run a writing lab. So this evening, I gave myself permission to do what I tell the students to do-WRITE. Don’t edit, revise, etc. Just WRITE. And I had fun writing. We’ll see where it goes. We’ll see if I can be as dedicated as Uncle Stevie and write every day.
But will I be letting Tom Hanks down? In Nothing in Common, he says to the students on the tour…”I love advertising. It’s what I do. I don’t have the Great American Novel hidden in my desk drawer….” Or am I more like Kevin Bacon in She’s Having a Baby…in advertising but really writing a book? I suppose since I run a writing lab, writing in my spare time isn’t wrong. It’s not a cheat. It is what I do.
Perhaps, just perhaps, that’s what I’ve been looking for. The missing thing. Maybe I’m a writer who forgot to write? This will be fun to watch. And write about. And I’m not even going to proofread this post. I’m just gonna let it stand. I simply wrote.
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Younger son was home sick the past two days. He’s all better and will return to school tomorrow. But the greatest thing happened at 11:00am. We watched The Price Is Right together, just like I did when I was a kid and home sick from school. Bonus, for April Fool’s Day, Craig Ferguson was hosting. He brought the horse and Geoff. It was so clear how much he enjoyed hosting the show. I assume Drew Carey will be hosting The Late Late Show. There were clips of Drew on the Late Late show set on one of the prize televisions. Anyhoo, younger son and I had a blast watching it. He was really laughing and was calling out prices and higher or lower. I will cherish this memory.
Older son gave me a memory I will cherish too. It’s just a bit grosser. He made me a bowl of cereal for breakfast. Cookie Crisp. With milk…and mayo…and ketchup. April Fool’s! He got Hubby pretty well with the fake worm in the apple. Good times, good times.
Happy April Fool’s Day!
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This has been bugging me. A custodian smokes a cigarette in a school on a Saturday. Yes, he’s not supposed to be smoking in the school. He throws the cigarette into a trash can and a short time later, no school because of a fire. A person at a motel has a cigarette in a designated smoking area, throws the cigarette, and a short time later, no motel because of a fire.
The motel has been called into question for smoke alarms, sprinklers, code standards.
The school hasn’t. At least as far as I’ve heard in popular news and and media.
Why the double standard? How does an entire school burn down from one burning trash can? What if it had been a bad toaster, microwave, faulty wiring? The cause shouldn’t matter-the fact that an entire school could burn down should matter. How did the smoke alarms and fire alarms not get triggered? What happened to the sprinkler system? Aren’t schools supposed to have those? Isn’t the alarm supposed to be directly connected to the fire or police department? If the school could burn that easily, thank goodness it was a Saturday.
Is the school not being questioned because no one wants to implicate the fire inspector who said it was safe for children to attend that school? Is it because no one wants to fess up to how much asbestos was in that school, perhaps explaining why it burned so easily?
I’m telling my boys if they smell smoke at their school, hightail it to the office and report it as they go out the front door. I also need to reach out to my fire department and confirm that the school met code and passed inspection with flying colors. Check with the administration that they fire drills will really work. Have they tried a fire drill during lunch? In the afternoon when the kids are all antsy? And on and on.
Oh, and while I’m thinking of it, smokers=bad, but let’s legalize pot.
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When Monk ended I was very happy with the finale. I knew they were still doing what they were doing. When the Chief in Psych moved up to San Fran, I said to my sons, “She replaced Stottlemeyer.” Tonight I was so happy when Juliet said, “He’s alphabetizing the pantry”. To throw an official nod to Monk was fantastic. I started watching Psych eight years ago because of Monk, so without Monk, I never would have found the show.
I loved the entire finale. Spoiler alert…I will ruin stuff at this point if you haven’t watched it. Things I love about Psych (in no particular order and not just about the finale):
The 80s references (this is a vast category and covers so much-movie, music, television, cultural references, etc.)
Cary Elwes
Val Kilmer
The ENTIRE cast, including Cut-Throat Bitch (her character on House) in the pilot
The reference to Monk
Lassie breaking the dvd so he “never learned” the truth about Shawn
Corbin Bernsen’s line-“He finally called me.”
But what I loved most and will still love in syndication and on demand is that I watched this with my sons. My sons are Psychos.
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