Looking For George

Twelve years ago today I followed through on the smartest decision I ever made.  I married my husband.

Twelve  years, three houses, five kids, two cats, three dogs and a fish (who is permanently ensconced at Grandpa’s Fishy Spa) later, and I wouldn’t change a thing.

Well, you know, I wouldn’t have moved to the Fried Bologna Capitol of our state if it could have been helped; but still, marrying him was the smartest thing I ever did.

And McH, if you’re out there, Happy Anniversary!

*  In case this is some deep dark secret of which you weren’t aware, I felt I must share this:  hormones suck.

*  My oldest two kids (”They’re children, not kids!  You aren’t raising goats!”  So said the ever-so-slightly batty old lady in church years ago, over and over and over).  Umm . . . where was I?  Yes, my oldest two kids have been with my parents since Saturday.  I am missing them.

*  Speaking of the ever-so-slightly batty old lady in church years ago, she was notorious for being long winded (should I be hyphenating that, I can’t remember).  Even more long winded than I am.  Shocking, I know.  Anyway, somebody, who must have thought it would be a great joke, asked her to say the closing prayer in church one week.  McH set the stopwatch on his wristwatch as soon as she started.  As she finished up and the rest of the congregation was saying, “Amen,” he was saying (loudly), “Eight minutes and 20 seconds!”  Because, alas, that is how long she prayed.

*  It occurs to me I’ve shared that story with you already.  Maybe?

*  It also occurs to me that I now have a regular reader outside of my family who will know exactly about whom I am talking.  In fact, her husband may have even been the person to ask the aforementioned lady to say the prayer.  Well, please don’t hate me.  She was a dear soul, but she was ever-so-slightly batty.

*  Have I mentioned the suckitude of hormones already?

*  The baby can crawl up and down the stairs, but he won’t.  No, he insists on walking up and down the stairs, which he can’t.  Well, actually, he can go up pretty well holding on to the banister posts (what is the official name for those things?!?), but he’s not so good on the down. Unless you’re only giving points for speed of descent.

*  The baby is also loving the pond.  He wants to get out there and swim with the big kids.  He kicks his legs, wriggles his body, and does everything he possibly can to get me to just. let. go. already! so that he can join the kiddie fun in the deeper water.  That, of course, is when he doesn’t have any kind of life jacket on.  Put the flotation device on so that he can go join the kiddie fun in the deeper water and he won’t freaking let go of me.  Newsflash baby boy:  you can’t float and your legs are too short to be walking down the stairs.

And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt says hello.

No, no, I’m not going to start posting about Twilight every Tuesday, but I thought I would today, anyway.  I know I have “converted” several people out there, so I thought I share a few links that every Twi-hard will enjoy.  Even those of you who have read the books and not found them particularly addictive because you are dead inside will enjoy some of them.

First, of course, is the official Stephenie Meyer web site.  You know, it has typical stuff:  notes from the author, release date info., some pictures and other fun things.  But I just don’t find myself visiting that site nearly as often as I visit the official site for the Twilight movie.

Twilight The Movie has both the teaser trailer and another scene from the  movie.  If you go there and find yourself watching either or both of these video clips 5-10 times a day, yes, you need help.  NOBODY else ON THE FACE OF THE PLANET has ever done this.  Ever.  Nobody.  Just you, and you need help.  That’s right, I said nobody has ever spent that much time watching the Twilight movie clips, except maybe these ladies.

In all honesty, I really don’t spend much time on Twilight Moms, but that’s because I spend all my time blogging.  Even if you never go to this site again, you at least have to go check out the Twilight action figure saga.  If this doesn’t make you spew your beverage du jour all over your computer keyboard, then I really don’t know what will.  Also, there is a Twilight Moms’ adoption forum. 

Then, over at MTV.com you can find all sort of things, from behind the scenes stuff to interviews with many of the actors.  Actually, for a while, MTV was doing a Twilight Tuesday bit every Tuesday.  Not sure if they still are.

Now, lest some of you think my continued ramblings about a teeny-bopper vampire romance series indicate that I am some lonely house-wife destined to be a crazy cat lady someday, I would like to invite all of my Twilight lovin’ readers (whether recent converts or long-time fans) to show your love and spread the word in the comments section on this post.

*Notice I did not invite comment from those who are dead inside.

And George, if you’re out there, Tewt the Newt says hello.