Phew....

Well, I finished. It was fun while it lasted. The funniest comment I got on this whole thing was my mom's: I told her Thanksgiving night that I had to hurry and post before midnight (it was like 11:30 at the time). When she asked why I explained it to her and said I could win a prize....and all I could think of was the first listed prize, a no-sew fleece blanket*. She waited a few beats and said "Emily, I could have just given you a blanket." Well obviously she missed the point entirely.

* There are cooler prizes than a fleece blanket though I'm not holding my breath because there are like 15 prizes and like 15 million participants.

My Brain is Turning to Mush: Fairy tale edition

So I'm reading Samantha some stories and I realize that I don't just let my brain wander to dark and dumb places with TV shows-it extends to her stories as well. Like:

Really, what difference does it make if the wolf convinced her to go off the path to collect wildflowers. That isn't what got her granny killed, it was TALKING TO A WOLF that did it. Never give strangers, wolfish or otherwise, your granny's address. So the whole moral to that story (listen to your mother!) is moot.

Why did the wolf go to all that trouble to trick her with the flower-collecting anyways? I think that as a self-respecting wolf he should have found out the info on Gram, eaten Little Red and then gone and chowed on Grandma.

But I do like the authenticity of the riding cap. Any mother of a preschooler knows that a little kid is going to find something they like and then not take it off for the next 398402984 days.

Rapunzel, Rapunzel-let down your long hair. I can't enjoy that story because all I am thinking about are the years and years of intense psycho-therapy Rapunzel is going to need because of the witch. I hate to say it-but do you think something was wrong with the prince? Rapunzel had to be kind of backwards after all those years in the tower, right? I wonder if their relationship ends up being self-destructive and co-dependent.

And how 'bout the Three Little Pigs. I personally think it's just one big indictment of the housing industry bursting it's bubble. Wolf=foreclosure. Enough said.

Turkey, Turkey, Turkey

I was too busy moaning about Black Friday to talk about our actual Thanksgiving. It was very fun. We made actually too much food, I don't know what I was thinking but I was just so nervous about having people over that I over-did it. It was good though and everyone had a good time. I loved having my family here. It was too short-they're already gone!

My cute dad with my cute kids.

Sleeping off the turkey

And her too

The grown-up table

Tommy's favorite part-the pie

I thought this was such a cute photo-she's so darling! And she loved the sweet potatoes.

And me being a dweeb.

It's finally here!

The Christmas Season!!! I am so happy. Now I get real mail in the mailbox. I can put up Christmas trees! Christmas music on all the stations and in all the stores (and on my blog-sorry if you don't like blog music but I HAVE to do it at Christmas time!!). Packages, ribbons, bows! Giving goodies to neighbors! Getting goodies (sometimes :)). Yay! The Grinch! The Gift of the Magi! Charlie Brown's Christmas! The Christmas Story! Waiting inappropriately long hours to have my kids scream upon meeting Santa. Oh I love this season.

Black Friday

I'm not even going this year, which makes this my second Black-Friday free year. I might be losing my touch. But maybe I just wasn't impressed enough with the sales to wake up at 4:00 AM. Good luck to all those who do go!

Finished with Tommy's Room!

After "planning" for months (which didn't involve planning, just thinking about what I wanted) and two consecutive weekends we are done with Tommy's room. Yay!

I went with Nautical-which in my mind means grown up enough that I don't have to change it until we move or he's 12, whatever comes first.

Sorry the pictures are so, so terrible. It was late and he was sleeping and I don't know much about cameras.

Full View

The border

And the requisite vinyl saying. "I'm not afraid of storms, for I'm learning how to sail my ship." Louisa May Alcott.

New Mooooooooooooon

There are three general groups of people when it comes to the Twilight series.

1. People who loooooove it

2. People who absolutely loathe it

3. And people who enjoy it for the guilty pleasure it is but won't be buying Team Edward/Team Jacob shirts any time soon.

I'm firmly ensconced in the third group. I wanted to go to the movie as a fun girls night out more than I actually enjoy the movies. And I did last night (and boy am I tired today).

So as any self-respecting member of the female race/blogosphere I have to put in my two cents:

Kristen Stewart makes me feel nauseated (as did her depression scene -I actually had to look away from the screen I was getting so sick/dizzy from the camera work).

WAY better cinematography than the first movie

Could they have made Edward any uglier in Italy? I really don't think so. How are you supposed to root for him after something like that?

And I'm too old for this but OH MY GOSH JACOB'S ABS!

And lastly, go read this parody because it's just so funny. Even if you haven't seen the movie but have read the books-I think you'll appreciate it.