Saturday, May 28, 2005

Take this blog and post it

What the heck?

I like the BlogThis! toolbar feature, but the last two entries on my other blogs have gone AWOL.

I am trying this one with the BlogThis! feature, just to see if it will post. If not, no big loss. Unlike my other sites which will change your life with the words of wisdom shared there.

Yeah, right.

Thursday, May 26, 2005

Welcome Back, Long Lost DoodleBop

The DoodleBops are no longer banished from this house. I said it was forever, turns out I really meant 3 weeks. The Talker really likes the show and yesterday it captivated all three kids.

Twenty three minutes of quiet? You betcha. Welcome back, old friends. Even though you are freaky mutants.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

Since When

is poker a sport? I mean really, if bowling isn't a sport (and I think we can all agree on that) and ice dancing isn't a sport (MOST of us would agree with that), then how in the heck can DirecTV consider poker a sport?

See, my favorite feature of our satellite receiver is the ability to scroll through the channels that are showing sports. Today, I was finally bored with Indy Time Trials, and NFL Europe just does not catch my attention. So I was cruising channels looking for sports. My choices? The LPGA, NFL Europe, 3 different poker broadcasts, or the Indy Time Trials.

Zoom Zoom, back to Indy I raced...

Friday, May 13, 2005

Not Mine!

I was talking to Other Dad this morning about the amount of whining that The Talker does. I don't think he is any worse than other 3 year olds, just better at finding that spot on my spine where the whining voice grates the most.

While we were talking, Other Dad's son threw a fit. Whining, kicking crying - the whole enchilada. I was trying to keep The Talker occupied by watching baby deer in the neighborhood. But in reality, The Talker and I were most interested in what was going on. My boy, because he wanted to play with the fit thrower. And me? Morbid curiosity. I caught myself watching, not only to see how Other Dad dealt, but to see how much his son could dish out. They were both very successful.

I admit, it was nice to see my kid not being the one in trouble. And I really liked not having to deal with the aftermath of the fit. Of course, The Boss Lady would tell you that it all just looked like any weekend around here.

And I won't argue. Whine, maybe...

Monday, May 02, 2005

The Doodlebops are Forever Banished

I admit we watch a lot of TV. The Talker and I both like our television time. But today we watched a show that will never again be seen in this house. The Doodlebops.

It is some messed up stuff. I let the boy watch this show, instead of The Wiggles, which wasn't on for another 90 minutes. He did not know what to think. I asked if he wanted to keep watching and he answered "I think so...".

I was completely weirded out by the costumes. Those hands are messed up. I bet I have nightmares about these guys for months. CREEPY!