Fly on the Wall April 2014: The Lame Edition

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What’s that infernal racket?  Oh, that is the sound you’d be making if you were a fly on a wall in my house.  At least that’s what the flies sound like that are currently here.  Maybe YOU would be extra quiet.

Why am I talking about flies? Don’t they just fly around and buzz in your ear and get in your garbage?  Au contraire-flies could very well be little spies, hanging around on your wall and getting an earful of your biznizz.

Fly on the Wall is a monthly good time, the brainchild of the lovely and very wise guardian of the baked goods Karen from Baking in a Tornado.  We participants are all posting at the same time, ensuring that you will get the pleasure of seeing what goes on at not just one, but MANY houses each time.  After you’re done reading my post, please click on some of the links to see what is going on in other houses around the blogosphere.

I have entitled this one “The Lame Edition”, because this last month stands to be the lamest one yet as far as fly content!  Where is the funny?  Where is the cuteness?  What is wrong with us?

But hey flies-you’ll be loving my house this month.  Thanks to an extended winter season and the destruction of our garbage receptacle by the D-O-G we have plenty of delightful things to offer our larval and adult fly population alike in our yard this month.  Get your kicks in now, because by next week we should have all the trash outta here and taken to the curb.  Sorry doggie, NO TRASH FOR YOU!

He's in my spot.

He’s in my spot.

I’ve been spending an inordinate amount of time taking those silly quizzes on Facebook.  Let me give you a quick rundown of what I have learned about myself:  I’m Katherine Janeway, Captain of Voyager.  I’m Bill Hader.  I should join the X-Men.  I’m Captain America.  I’m Rainbow Brite.  I’m Bambi.  I’m a Lawful Neutral type person.  And I should be a lifeguard at a nude beach.

Did we mention the part where I really just need to get a life?  Where’s that quiz?

Oh myyyy... so young to be so grumpy so often...

Oh myyyy… so young to be so grumpy so often…

I’m a terrible, horrible parent.The Professor was conflict manager at recess recently and apparently was royally p.o.’d that there was no conflict. He announced that recess “sucked” because of that fact. I get why he was in trouble for it, and we talked about it, but I still found it funny. I at least waited until he was out of earshot to snicker.

Isn’t that kind of like the morale officer being mad because everyone is already happy?

Look out world, the real Sheldon Cooper is coming.

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It’s a good weekend to be the Evil Genius.  His birthday is Saturday.  He has Good Friday off.  And had part of the day before as well.  And what did we spend the evening doing?  Watching beer commercials on the internet.  Be jealous, be very jealous of my exciting life.

She had her first official music concert this month.  It was a farm theme.  I think we pulled it off rather nicely!

She had her first official music concert this month. It was a farm theme. I think we pulled it off rather nicely!

I bought my first superhero shirt this week, the first one I’ve owned as an adult.  I think the last one I owned was a pair of Underoos back in the 1980s.  I’m finally publicly embracing my inner geek.  It has the Captain America shield on it and it is AWESOME!  (And if you want to embrace YOUR inner geek, I highly recommend going to see The Winter Soldier.)

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The Professor:  “It almost blew up my whole house! But it created some beautiful scenery!”  

Ah yes, Minecraft.  Everyone in my house is addicted to this game but me.  Am I mental?  I just do not see what’s so great about building stuff with blocks.  Maybe we need to just GET SOME BLOCKS?

No, not really.

No, not really.  Maybe she REALLY likes cheese?  My friend Teri at Snarkfest gets the finder’s fee for this one.

Where have I been these days?  I’ve been writing fiction.  Fiction that as of yet no one else has seen.  And may never.  What is so cool about fiction? The fact that you can totally control the storyline.  People never grow old and never die.  Oh wait, that’s the tagline for the movie Cocoon.  While I love my family dearly, now that my daughter is in school all day and I am working, and they’re all playing Minecraft, the funniness does not flow like I would like it to!

The OTHER reason why I'm not blogging so much...

The OTHER reason why I’m not blogging so much… Hi.

So what are you waiting for?  You’re just getting started getting your fill of fun, right??? Don’t forget to check out at least a couple of these lovely ladies!

http://www.BakingInATornado.com                          Baking In A Tornado

http://www.therowdybaker.com                                  The Rowdy Baker

http://www.justalittlenutty.com/                                Just A Little Nutty

http://themomisodes.com                                          The Momisodes

http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/                          Spatulas on Parade

http://followmehome.shellybean.com                          Follow me home . . .

http://stacysewsandschools.blogspot.com/                 Stacy Sews and Schools

http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com                            Someone Else’s Genius

http://www.impoverishedvegan.com                                Impoverished Vegan

http://www.juiceboxconfession.com                             Juicebox Confession

http://www.gomamao.com                                         Go Mama O

I’m Taking Over

MWAH HA HA…

In case you didn’t know, that was my evil laugh.

I’ve been a bit obsessed over superheroes and supervillains lately due to my recent venture out of my own little world to see Captain America: The Winter Soldier.  Which was nothing less than AMAZING.

Keep in mind that I don’t get out much, so there’s that…

Also, in my spare time, I stole a plane and flew down to Florida so I could hijack my friend’s blog.  Oh yes, in true supervillain fashion I’m holding Menopausal Mother hostage and I’m not giving it back until she asks me really, really nicely.  And maybe sends me some rum cake.  I hear she makes the best rum cake in the world.

I know supervillains don’t ask politely, just consider me a very friendly one.  Please come over and say hi, and check out some of Marcia’s writing while you’re there!

To come over and read my guest post, click HERE.

Fear me, I have minions... and I command thee to visit me at MENOPAUSAL MOTHER!!!!!

Fear me, I have minions… and I command thee to visit me at MENOPAUSAL MOTHER!!!!!

 

 

Fabulous 5Ks With Kids and Other Far-Fetched Fiction

Once upon a time I had a notion that I would simply let my children come with me while I ran a 5K.

It will be fun.  We will be active AND spend time together.  After all, I’ve seen the pictures of smiling, happy families exercising together.

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At this point everyone was still smiling.

Guess what?  As it turns out, my family is NOT one of those families!

I should have seen the signs.  After all, getting my kids to venture outdoors is something I liken to having teeth pulled.  Getting outdoors AND doing something active is even worse.  A prime example:  I forcibly signed my children up for soccer this Spring.  I bribed the younger one with pink shin guards, the older one with shin guards that you can insert different colors into.  Hopefully the shin guards will provide wonderful attitudes too!  Right?

For the last few years our little town has held a 5K in March.  It literally starts two blocks from our house and goes past our house.  How convenient.  We only had to walk out the front door to participate.

Evil Genius is training for a marathon.  Since he is actually one who runs the whole way, he decided to run the race as training.  I also wanted to do the race, since I am doing one in July and need the experience.  Therefore this meant I got to walk with the kids.  We used up our babysitter points the weekend before (remember the wine bar?)

There were serious runners too, like Evil Genius.

There were serious runners too, like Evil Genius.

So no big deal, right?  HA!

To help you envision what exactly my race was like, I have painstakingly prepared this little visual for you so you can see just what happened where!  As you can see, I have very advanced skills when it comes to this stuff.  Go ahead, offer me a job…

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As you can see, once dad took the kids it was a breeze…

Afterwards we met up for pancakes.  They were delicious.

She has her pancakes.  Mission accomplished.

She has her pancakes. She is now happy.  Mission accomplished.

And there was sausage too.  Now happiness abounded.

To the victors go the spoils, and in this case, the sausage.

To the victors go the spoils, and in this case, the sausage.

Great… huh?  Below I model my cool free t-shirt.  Sexy, huh?

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The Princess took this picture for me. Her horrified reaction after she took it and saw it on my computer: “Mommy, where are your FEET????”

So yes, I did a 5K.  So I didn’t run it the whole time but I did make it to the the end.  I beat nine people.  I think there should be a handicap for bringing two children with you during a race!

Have you ever run a 5K?  Walked a 5K?  Dragged one or two or more children along with you?

Guess Who’s Coming For Dinner: Conversations With Geeklings

shieldI never understood what the big deal was about… being normal.

From time to time, we have conversations in our household that seem perfectly normal to me, but that’s because I live here.

Later on as I think about it, not so much.

We’re nerds.  Geeks.  We don’t tend to like things that the normal person would enjoy.  We’re not normal.  And really, that’s perfectly okay.  I wouldn’t want it any other way.

This week with the anticipated opening of the latest Marvel movie which I am attending on opening night (Squeeeeee!), the conversations have been centered around superheroes.

Remember, we don’t get out much.

It started with Evil Genius disagreeing with my choice of serving utensil.  The ladle was in the dirty dishes, so I grabbed a great big serving spoon for our soup.  He protested loudly.

“Steve Rogers wouldn’t disagree with my choice of serving utensil!” I shouted after him.

(For the layperson, Steve Rogers is the secret identity of Captain America.)

Captain_America_I_Understand_That_ReferenceThen I totally uninvited him to the movie.  Too bad I don’t really have any say in that.

It went downhill from there.  By Thursday we were knee deep in superhero references.  We were talking about the new movie, and pretty much every other superhero movie ever made.  This somehow led to this question:

If we were to have superheroes over for dinner, who should we invite?

(This is REALLY important stuff in our house, by the way.)

The Professor right away shouts:  “The Flash!  Supper would be ready really fast because he’d cook it.”

(Food that is done quickly is very important to him).

So not only are we inviting them over, they’re cooking for us too?

The Princess:  “I’d like Wonder Woman to come over.  She’s a girl.”

(Poor Black Widow, she’s obviously a threat. No soup for her.)

Me:  “Well obviously Captain America is the right choice.  He would have EXCELLENT table manners.”

The Princess:  “We’d have to invite Superman.  He could open the pickles.”

The Professor piped up “Batman would be cool because his secret identity is Bruce Wayne.”

Me:  “What does that have to do with anything?”

The Professor:  “I just like Bruce Wayne.  And Batman.”

He just really likes Batman.

He just really likes Batman.

The Princess got a very worried look on her face.  “We can’t invite ALL the Avengers, because the Hulk would smash the table.”

The Professor:  “But if we ALSO invited Green Lantern, he could make us a new table with his ring.”

The Princess:  “But all his stuff is always green.  I don’t want a new table that’s green.”

Me:  “So invite a red lantern.”

The Princess:  “How about a PINK Lantern.  I would looooooooove that!”

The Professor:  “There are no PINK Lanterns.  But there are purple ones.”

The Princess:  “*GASP*  INVITE THEM!!!!”

The Professor:  “OK, but no yellow ones, they’re evil.”

Me:  “Yes I think there probably needs to be a no supervillain rule.”

(I’m secretly sad about that one, I’d totally invite Loki to my house…)

The Professor:  “Some supervillains aren’t really that evil.  Justin Hammer can come.”

(Secretly not sad now, Sam Rockwell can come to my house any time.)

The Professor:  “I’m sure that if we invited the Green Lantern AND The Flash that they would get along very well.  And Spiderman-I would love that.”

The Princess:  “Spiderman?  Ewwwww.  He’d just walk around on the ceiling.”

The Professor:  “Thor.”

The Princess:  “No.  No one is going to smash things.  He’ll smash things with his hammer.”

(She’s really worried about this whole smashing thing, should we be concerned?)

Me:  “Don’t you remember The Dark World?  He hung his hammer up when he came in the house.”

The Princess:  “Oh yeah! I still don’t want him to come though.”

The Professor:  “Let’s invite Phil Coulson.”

Me:  “He’s not a superhero, he’s a SHIELD agent.”

The Professor:  “That’s okay.  Agents can come too.”

In the end, the Professor was realizing his worst worry might come true if we did indeed invite all of these people over to our house.  His fear:  If all of the Avengers AND the Fantastic Four came over, how would Chris Evans be both Johnny Storm AND Captain America?  Serious stuff.

And nobody suggested Iron Man or any of the X-Men, which is a shame…

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Nobody invited Iron Man…

So there you have it, superheroes and SHIELD agents.  Dinner party at my house.

On the menu:  Pizza (shaped like a cat AND Captain America’s shield), Craisins, and baby carrots.  And if everyone behaves, chocolate/vanilla twist ice cream from DQ for dessert.

You’re all invited, you can even bring a guest.  That is as long as it’s not a super villain (except for Justin Hammer, you’re already invited).

Looks like I’m gonna need a bigger house.

This post is part of Finish the Sentence Friday, hosted by the following superheroes of the blogging universe:

Kate of Can I Get Another Bottle of Whine With My Morning Quiet Time?

Stephanie of Mommy, For Real

Kristi of Finding Ninee

Janine of Janine’s Confessions of a Mommyholic

And very special guest host Katia of I Am The Milk
(one of my favoritest people on the internets!)

Check out how other people finished the sentence by popping over to see one of these ladies and the linky!

FTSF

 

 

I Survived Spring Break (And I Didn’t Even Get A T-Shirt)

SPRING (2)Ah Spring Break.  Tropical destinations.  Big parties.  Trips to Disneyworld.

Ha ha ha ha.  What? YOU got to do that kind of stuff?  Sorry, couldn’t hear you over my laughter.  Really, good for you!  I’m glad you got to do the stuff that dreams are made of.

Me, not so much.  I can’t even say that I got to do a staycation.  Instead I got the pleasure of getting to take my children to work with me.  Isn’t that fun?

No, it’s really, really not.

Really, they’re good kids, there’s just so much they can take.  Mommy works at a library.  A place where you’re supposed to be quiet.  And well behaved.

Ironically, my son reads constantly.  Except when we are at the library.  Why choose to read when you are surrounded by thousands of books to peruse however long you want?

Kids at the library these days.  Sheesh...

Kids at the library these days. Sheesh… If you look very closely you can see The Professor’s head at the computer.

Our weather wasn’t really all that “springey” either.  Except when I was working, naturally.  My big plans of trying to fit in some walking with the kids royally fizzled out.

Because of my husband’s hours, my hours, and the weather, I didn’t get out for the 3-5 mile walks that I’ve been taking except for the one night I practically ran out the door when my husband came home.  Consequently, my tolerance for pretty much everything went from decent to zero in no time.  Isn’t it funny how a little something like being able to get out and exercise can make a difference?

Because it was Spring Break and I was around my children constantly, there were some things that really, really bothered me.  I think if I were to keep track of just how many times I heard the words poop, butt, pee, fart, and throwing up sounds accompanied by hysterical laughter and giggling that it would be into the thousands.

So by Wednesday, I was literally foaming at the mouth.

Our weather has been so crappy here in the Midwest that I finally go to see my mom for the first time since right before Christmas.  It had been three months.  She had Christmas presents for us, that’s how long it has been.  Every weekend it has snowed.  EVERY STINKING WEEKEND.  Except for the weekend we were all throwing up.  Then yeah, there was that.

Thanks to my Mom coming up and staying over a couple of days from Thursday to Saturday, I got some long overdue visiting in and bit of relief from all of the bodily function words.  She also watched the kids for a night and I got to go to my husband’s company meeting, then to Texas Roadhouse for some supper.

And then I got to go here…

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If you’re ever in Ames, Iowa and you love you some wine, check out Della Viti! For more information here is their website: http://dellaviti.com/

What is this?  It’s a wine bar.  Yes you read that right, a wine bar!  Kind of like an AutoMat for wine enthusiasts.  It’s very cool-you load the amount you think you want to spend on to a debit type card and stick that in to the machine.  You can then choose whichever type of wine you want and the amount.  Since I’d already had a margarita at Texas Roadhouse, I chose the “taste” amounts.  There’s also beer and different cheese, because what goes better with wine than cheese?

Then Evil Genius went to a bachelor party and I killed him.

(Not really, but it makes a good story, huh?)

So while it ended well, if it weren’t for that I would have surely been committed to the Looney Bin.  Which brings up another terrifying thought:

Summer Vacation is only two months away, and that is almost THREE MONTHS LONG.

(Ulp!)

Did you get to do anything over Spring Break?  Did you stay home and tear your hair out?  I’d love to hear your story!

The Cap’n Countdown: A Geek Girl Post

The-First-Avenger -Captain-America-movie-poster-(2011)-picture-MOV_f134343e_bHi Steve Rogers:

You don’t know me, but I just want to say this…

Of all the formerly frozen guys in the world, you are totally my favorite.

(Giggles and runs away.)

On Friday April 4th, I finally get to have my date with the Cap’n.  I have to share him with a friend, but I think he can take it.

Also, I don’t get out much…

(Sorry Iron Man, but a geek girl’s got needs.)

Fly on the Wall March 2014: The Cheesecake of Doom Edition

Fly on the WallHave you ever wanted to be a fly?  I’m not talking about buzzing around in people’s ears and annoying them, though I do admit that would be kind of fun if it was someone you didn’t like!  I mean getting the opportunity to sneak into people’s houses and get a little glimpse into their lives. Today, you get just that opportunity.  You can take a little sneak into my household by reading the post below.

Unfortunately my life is dreadfully boring these days.  I’m on month three of terrible writer’s block, unless you count the fiction I’m writing that no one else will probably ever read (or want to).  However, you can read these little bits of funny from my life and then go visit the other bloggers on the block who are more interesting than me.  All you have to do is visit the links at the bottom of the post and it will take you out of here lickety split.  Get ready, get set, GO!

Evil Genius:  “Why am I yelling?  I’m making cheesecake, I should be happy, dammit!”

Evil Genius: “Hey, anyone want to eat the frosting out of all of these oreos?”
To clarify, he was making a chocolate cheesecake.  And yes, the frosting was removed with a knife, not a tongue.

He should have been happy, Evil Genius's Cheesecake of Doom was rich AND delicious.

Evil Genius’s Chocolate Cheesecake of Doom was rich AND delicious.

You know when you are a parent when you have this conversation:
Evil Genius “I need a towel to clean this up.”
I hand him a towel.
Evil Genius:  Where did this towel come from? Isn’t this one of the crappy towels?”
Me:  “We don’t have any non crappy towels.”
Evil Genius: “We don’t have any nice towels?”
Me:  “No, unless you count the Penguins of Madagascar one.”

Add this to the evidence that will prevent me from getting that coveted Mom of the Year Award: Apparently there IS a thing as a Kindergarten Snack Emergency. Because Mommy, sending treats for Valentine’s Day apparently does NOT COUNT as the monthly treat. Duh. One mad dash to town and back later I at least could keep myself in the running for The Kind of Mediocre Forgetful Mom Award.

The Dukes of Hazzard was on TV.
Me:  “This was one of my favorite shows when I was a kid.”
The Professor:  “Oh, so you watched it in the 1800s?”

We finally made it to the LEGO movie.  Lesson learned:  This is NOT the next size up from the large bag of popcorn. And yes, they ate the whole thing!

We finally made it to the LEGO movie.
Lesson learned: This is NOT the next size up from the large bag of popcorn.
And yes, they ate the whole thing!
PS-Movie cops-I took this before the movie started.

Evil Genius:  “Are you ready to help me cook supper?”
The Princess:  “Yes!  Let the experimentation begin!”

On the way back from town the other day, we got behind an Infiniti.  The license plate read “N BEYOND”.
I so want to be this person’s friend.

One extremely cold morning, instead of his usual sweatshirt and athletic pants, The Professor donned a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans.
Me:  “Aren’t you COLD?”
The Professor: “MOM, I’m supposed to be dressed like a Backstreet Boy!”
(Because apparently Backstreet Boys don’t dress appropriately in cold weather?)

Evil Genius: “My bachelor party sucked.”
Me: “Yes honey, but you don’t have to make it your life’s mission to make sure that everyone else’s doesn’t.”
That would be one weird superhero:  Bachelor Party Man!

Note to self:  Do NOT let your child take his tooth to school so he can get a tooth chest.

Note to self: No matter how much he cries, no matter how much he begs, do NOT let your child take his tooth to school.

The Princess:  “Mommy, my brother poured my cereal for me this morning!”
The Professor, looking very proud “I can pour ANY kind of cereal!”

I picked my NCAA Tournament bracket this week. As I do every year, I utilize a highly scientific system based upon coolness of team names and mascots.
Yep, according to my calculations the Lumberjacks are going to win purely based upon Monty Python song references and flannel wearing opportunities.

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Ok MOM, I’ll pose so you can take a picture of my dress but I WON’T put down the DS!

Totally falling asleep due to excessive boredom?  Never fear, go fly on over to my friend’s homes and see what is happening in their lives!

http://www.BakingInATornado.com  Baking In A Tornado

http://www.therowdybaker.com  The Rowdy Baker

http://www.justalittlenutty.com/ Just A Little Nutty

http://themomisodes.com  The Momisodes

http://spatulasonparade.blogspot.com/ Spatulas on Parade

http://followmehome.shellybean.com  Follow me home . . .

http://stacysewsandschools.wordpress.com/ Stacy Sews and Schools

http://dinoheromommy.com/ Dinosaur Superhero Mommy

http://www.someoneelsesgenius.com  Someone Else’s Genius

http://www.menopausalmom.com/ Menopausal Mother

http://www.pinkheartstring.com   Pink Heart String

http://spinstersnacks.com Spinster Snacks

http://www.juiceboxconfession.com  Juicebox Confession

Twisted Mixtape Tuesday: Under the Covers

twisted mixtape tuesdayIt’s time to get twisted!  Twisted as in Twisted Mixtape Tuesday.  This week’s musical topic is Cover Songs. 

Here I was all set to go and simply link up an old post and be done with it.

Then as I dug that old post out and set it out to look at it I realized that this was in my TMT infancy.  In other words, I was such a novice at it that I had no idea how to put video in my posts.  I’ve come so far…  So with a little tweaking, here is the post with fresh new life!

Let’s kick it off with the woman responsible for getting my parent’s alley paved.  True story.  She was coming to town to give a concert across the street, and they paved the alley.  And at the time I thought “Who is Sara Evans, other than obviously someone with a fabulous first name?”  This is hands down my favorite cover of the song “I Could Not Ask For More”.

I Could Not Ask for More-Sara Evans

Remember the 80s?  Why is it that I can’t remember what I ate for breakfast but I can remember every word to almost every 80s song ever written?  This song is no exception to that rule. The original version of this song is pretty dang good, but I’m partial to this particular cover.  The quality of this is not great.  As a matter of fact, it was the only one I could find that the person sat really still while taping the song off the TV using their phone.  Apparently that takes some serious skills!

The Boys of Summer-The Ataris

 

I’m not a big Marilyn Manson fan, but this particular cover is one of my favorites.  Creepy?  Yes.  Cool.  YES.  I couldn’t find a decent, um, clean version of the video, so you have to deal with lyrics.  Want to see the real video?  Google it.  There are boobs in it, among other things…

Tainted Love-Marilyn Manson

And now for something completely different.  How could any version of this song be better than the original?  Make it acoustic-I’m a sucker for that…  Hey look, a video that is actually a video!!!

Listen To Your Heart-DHT featuring Edmee

This cover of Nine Inch Nails “Hurt” could also be used on a mix entitled “Songs that make me want to shoot myself”.

Hurt-Johnny Cash

Garth Brooks makes it very difficult to share his music.  I’m not stealing, I just wanna share the love!  I apologize for the crappy sound, but take heart in the fact that you can try to win a staring contest with Garth Brooks while the music plays.  “Shameless” is in fact a Billy Joel song.  I like his version too, I just love me some Garth.

Shameless-Garth Brooks

Now it’s your turn.  Are there covers of songs that you love a little more or a lot more than the original?  Share that goodness!  Leave me your list in the comments, or better yet share it with Jen and all the cool kids by hooking at My Skewed View!

Twisted Mixtape Tuesday: If My Life Had A Soundtrack

twisted mixtape tuesdayWelcome to the latest edition of Twisted Mixtape Tuesday.  This week’s theme is “If My Life Had a Soundtrack”.

That’s right, you saw that right, what IF there was really a soundtrack to your life?

Previously on my IPod and now on my IPhone I have lists of songs that may not necessarily go together, but they are little snippets of the soundtrack of my life.  I’d like to imagine that my life had a soundtrack like Garden State, only one of the coolest soundtracks ever.

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And wallpaper I could hide in.

So just what exactly would I want to put on a soundtrack of my life?  There are so many choices-some that would bore you to tears and some that would depress you beyond belief.  So I kept it middle of the road.

Starting this off (and speaking of Mr Braff in the picture above) I’ve shared this song (used in a very funny episode of Scrubs) before, but as one who suffers from anxiety and insomnia, this just fits.  And Mr Hay is welcome to follow me around and sing about my life.

Overkill-Colin Hay

Just when you think you’re in control, just when you think that you’re on a roll.  In other words, just when you think things are going really well… yeah, here it goes again.  Just like my life.  If you have never seen this video, what rock have you been under?  It’s AWESOME!

Here It Goes Again-Ok Go

Every time I go to do laundry, dishes, or something equally important in my house I wish this song or something similar would start playing.  I’d feel more important, not to mention get more done.

Top Gun Anthem

Have you ever sat and REALLY listened to the lyrics of a Foo Fighters song?  One night I was trying to find some songs for a mixtape and just started googling the lyrics of all their songs I have on my playlists (I currently own twelve Foo Fighters songs that I love equally).  There’s some really deep stuff there.  This is currently on my “life soundtrack list”.  I’m still learning to walk again.  Figuratively of course.

Walk-Foo Fighters

I know what this song is really about.  I prefer to think it be about poor choices… I’ve made a lot in my life… Now if you can get past the creepy video…

Fallen-Sarah McLachlan

My theme song for much of my adult life…

Brain Damage/Eclipse-Pink Floyd

I wish I had some.

I wish I had some.

At the end of the day, this song needs to play, because I made it, and that’s a triumph in itself, right?

Star Wars Episode IV Throne Room Scene-London Symphony Orchestra

And if there actually was a movie soundtrack to my life, what would it be called?

IMG_1148-001 (2)Or….

toiletOrrrrrrrr…

black holeBa ha ha…. If you could have a soundtrack to your life, what songs would be on it?  Share, share, SHARE!  Leave a comment, or make your own mix and link it up to Jen’s insanely awesome linky HERE.

FTSF: The Most Unexpected Part of Being A Grown-Up

Finish the Sentence Friday

This is an updated version of a post that I shared in September of 2012. Things have changed quite a bit since then, but I thought it would be fun to rework this for Finish the Sentence Friday!

A couple of times recently the Princess has announced, “When I grow up, I will get to do whatever I want!”

I replied to this, “Ok honey, you just keep thinking that.”

And maybe she will, being the confident little thing that she is.

I can’t say that’s necessarily true for me.  In the last few years, as I have gone from preschool teacher to school associate to red cross flunkie to writer/librarian,  I have had several people ask me what I really want to do someday.  The truth is I don’t know.  I have no idea what I really want to do when I grow up!

That’s right.  I’m almost at the big 4-0, and let’s face it, I don’t feel like a grown-up.

As a child and a teen I wanted to be a teacher.  That didn’t pan out well, now did it?  I guess being a published writer is my next goal…  In time grasshopper, in good time.

The Princess has told me on several occasions that she wants to be a doctor when she grows up.  Or a cowgirl.  They’re so close, don’t you think?

The Professor thinks he wants to be a baseball player.  This is new, because up until this announcement he has wanted to be a race car driver like Jeff Gordon.  But then again, he has also informed me that he will take over for one of the school’s fourth grade teachers when she gets too old to teach.  Hmmmm… that easy, huh?

I must admit that I admire my husband for the fact that he has always known he wanted to be an engineer, even though it took him a long time to get there.  I guess that’s how you know you’re a grown up, you know what you want to do?

Therefore maybe I’m not really a true grown-up?

Hmmmm… A lot of grown-ups have bucket lists.  Someone recently asked me about my bucket list.  I guess I really don’t have one.  I have joked about taking pictures of different buckets and putting them on here.  I guess I don’t really have one because the things that I really want to do seem so out of reach.  I’m horribly, horribly practical.  Lack of money can really do that to a person.  If you can’t have dreams, then what is worth reaching for?

Isn’t the bucket list what you want to do before you kick the bucket?  Well I don’t necessarily have a bucket list.  I just have some things that I would someday would like to do.  Horribly impractical and probably will never happen.  But perhaps if I am to be “real” grown-up then I need to have this list!

  • I would like to learn to play the cello.  And the guitar.  I’ve tried to play the guitar on my own, but I really need lessons for a grown-up.
  • I would like to see another Broadway musical.  Or two.
  • There are so many places I want to go.  I want to see mountains.  I just want to drive to see mountains.  I don’t have to stay.  I just want to see them.  But then again there are so many places I want to go.  I want to see Seattle.  I just want to go there.  I think it would be cool.  For that matter, I have never been west of Nebraska, and I have been in a lot of places!  I would like to go back to Maine (where I am from) with my husband so he can see it too.  I want to go back to Chicago (where I lived nearby for a short while as a child) and see all of the museums and Shedd Aquarium.  I would love to go back to Disneyworld, but this time with the kids.  I’ve been there several time, I just want to take them once.  And the biggie-I want to go overseas.  I have never been out of the country except for Canada.  I want to go to Australia and China.  I WANT TO LEAVE IOWA.
  • I want to go back to school.  But of course, I have to figure out what I really want to do.  Therein lies my problem…

So that’s really it.  I don’t want much, do I?  :-)

Or perhaps I shall just not be a grown-up at all.

Well said, Mr Depp, well said.

Well said, Mr Depp, well said.
(This is one of many nice quotes and images from Quotes Factory, click on the image to take you to the website.)

The most unexpected part of being a grown-up is… not being able to do whatever I want when I want.

This post is part of Finish The Sentence Friday, cohosted by these very lovely ladies:

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