Movie Meme

Thursday, February 28, 2008 4:13:37 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

Here's a Movie Meme from Pastor Mom:

I waited to give the Thief a chance to guess on a couple of these, which were listed in his honor and not necessarily because they were my favorites. I don't know if there are actually 10 movies that I like, so I borrowed a couple for laughs. The answers are now included...

Pick ten of your favorite movies, go to IMDB and find a quote from each, post the quotes, and make people guess.

Here's my list:

1. You mean he'll be in a humour to give consequence to young ladies who are slighted by other men? "She is tolerable I suppose, but she's not handsome enough to tempt me". Pride and Prejudice

 

2. If I do not have the three of you married before Michaelmas, it will not be my fault. Sense and Sensibility

 

3. I have never worn pantyhose, but it sounds very dangerous. The Princess Diaries

 

4. I just want you to feel you're doing well. I hate for people to die embarrassed. The Princess Bride

 

5. Although my memory's fading, I remember two things very clearly. I'm a great sinner and Christ is a great Savior. Amazing Grace

 

6. Isn't my house classic? The columns date all the way back to 1972. Clueless

 

7. The Canadians. They walk among us. William Shatner. Michael J. Fox. Monty Hall. Mike Meyers. Alex Trebek. All of them Canadians. All of them here. Canadian Bacon (listed in honor of the Thief)

 

8. Stealing shoes off a dead man. Oh, we're going to hell. Um, this one was for the Thief, too, because it really was a terrible movie. Come on Thief. Okay, so maybe you weren't paying enough attention to remember the actual line... Weekend at Bernie's II

 

9. I find your lack of faith disturbing. Star Wars

 

10. I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me. A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. An hour of woes and shattered shields, when the age of men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! By all that you hold dear on this good Earth, I bid you stand, Men of the West!  Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

 

You are welcome to put your guesses/known answers in the comments.

And no, Mary Beth, I'm no help on yours. The ones I know, everyone else does too. :)

 

 

Mark cracks me up ... again

Friday, February 22, 2008 10:25:03 AM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

Adam was taking a little by-himself respite in his bedroom, and so I thought it was the perfect opportunity to mop the kitchen floor and get up all those things he's left there over the past few days. I told Mark to stay off the kitchen floor so it could dry, but of course, that was when he needed to come into the family room.

No, I told him. Walking on the floor will get your socks all wet.

A few minutes later, he asked again, from the edge of the kitchen floor (not on it) closest to the family room door.

"Can I come into the family room?" he asked.

Really. The floor was dry by now. "Okay," I told him, "the floor is dry now."

Then I looked. He had taken off his socks so that they wouldn't get wet.

Have I mentioned lately how LITERAL three-year-olds are????

I laughed until I had tears in my eyes, and told him that he could walk on the floor if he needed to.

 

And, dear readers, thank you for your participation in Identify Those Lyrics! I liked the Home on the Range suggestion, but I think you'll laugh when I tell you it's the next verse (who knows which verse in the grand order of the song) from "When the Saints Go Marching In" (also known as "When the Six Goes Marching In"):

   "Oh when the band
   Begins to play
   Oh when the bamboo gets to play...
   Oh how I want to be in that number
   When the bamboo gets to play!"

It turns out I can sew things other than olde-tyme stuff

Thursday, February 21, 2008 8:40:45 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

The other day, I was at my favorite store in the world, and I saw the most impressive rack of sari and brocade fabrics. Now I have always wished that I could wear a sari -- I think they look cool and comfortable and I love the textures and colors and weaves of the fabrics. And this time -- yes, wait for it -- they were on sale! Granted, we're not talking about real silk here (it was a local fabric store after all), but in one's modern clothes, one doesn't always have to be a snob (though if someone wants to buy me some real silk sari fabrics, don't let this stop you).

So I went through the pattern book to find a blouse that would look nice in such a fabric and found this:

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After a while and a lot of contemplation, I chose a fabric (the first choice was in pieces on the bolt), and within a few hours, I had a blouse ready to wear on my date with Tim last Saturday night. (It's the dark blue blouse in the right-hand column on the package.)

This evening I finally finished finishing all the seams (it's a very easily unraveled fabric) and attached the bow on the front, and so I present Gertie wearing my new blouse!

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and

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So, it turns out I can sew stuff that comes in an actual pattern envelope, even if it's made of synthetic fabric. :)

Next?

In other news, it turns out that I can sew olde-tyme stuff, too. This is the 1830s bonnet I finished a couple of weeks ago:

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Identify those lyrics

Wednesday, February 20, 2008 1:18:44 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

Here's another installment in "name the actual lyrics" in the three-year-old's song repertoire...

"When the bamboo gets to play"

And after you figure that one out (I'll try to remember to put it in the comments later for those who are stumped), here's one to make you laugh:

"Evil evil little star, how I wonder what you are..."

(He does really know it's "Twinkle." He just likes the word "evil.")

For those who lose track; here are the previous installments in the series:
The first installment and
The second.

Now. Do I have any players?

Waiting for a shipment, round 2

Tuesday, February 12, 2008 1:43:04 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

A while back, I wrote about waiting for a shipment to arrive via FedEx, sharing my annoyance with my friend whose homeschooling materials wandered around the Great Lakes states for many weeks before arriving, bedraggled, weeks after the replacement shipment arrived.

Who needs homeschooling materials when you have FedEx "SmartPost" tracker, at least for geography? Andrea, here's Audrey's geography lesson: plot the points tracked by my package.

This time I thought I was in luck -- it went straight from New Berlin, Wisconsin (Feb 7), to be checking in at Indianapolis (Feb 8)! What luck!

Only now it's in Cincinnati. 11:32 a.m. today, "Shipment accepted, Cincinnati, OH".

Oh.

Where to next?

DAILY UPDATE:

February 13, 2008    7:22AM    Enroute

CINCINNATI,OH

Just in case you wondered. In other related news, two FedEx trucks drove by my house today, as they do every single other day. I think my package will eventually arrive via US Postal Service, which makes little sense to me. The shipping world apparently is beyond my comprehension.

So. My mail carried delivered the package today, and I have installed this with Mark's carseat in the van:

Go Anywhere Table and Footrest

Well, just the footrest right now. (Not the kids, either. I'll keep my own.) I'll save the table for times when we're on a long trip. i'll let you know how we like it. But it still seems silly to FedEx it to Indianapolis and then take it to Cincinnati to put it in the mail...

Don't look, Mommy

Sunday, February 10, 2008 7:07:08 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

We always laughed at some of the pictures the Noblesvillain's mom took of him as a small child -- standing on the piano keyboard pounding on the top of the old upright piano, standing on the toilet lid pounding on the tank, standing on the ladder... you get the idea.

Well. The Noblesvillain has been taking a few pictures, too. Good thing Mommy wasn't around...

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Hmmm, if I climb up here, I might be able to get onto the table...

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This is what the boys do in the kitchen when mommy's not around (as opposed to the dishwashing found here). Yes, that is a drawer that is open right beside Adam's head. A drawer that he and his brother systematically emptied, as I understand it.

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Ah-ha!!! Adam says as he reaches in again. "But they were playing so nicely!" their father protested. "They weren't fighting!"

Well. There's that.

And then there's this:

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Yeah. Such an angel. Dad, put down the camera and make him get down! (Actually, Tim was supervising closely, and the last was the only way to get him to smile for a picture. And no small children were harmed in the taking of these photos.)

Super Fun Meme

Friday, February 08, 2008 8:48:11 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

Here's a fun Meme, stolen egregiously from Dr. Chuck Pearson.

First, the instructions:

SO.... here are my article (how do  you like that, Big Mama?), my quotation page, and my image.

 

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So. It's your turn. What is your band?

Sending out Prayers

Wednesday, February 06, 2008 1:33:51 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

That's right, YOU, take a second and pray for my friends Jay and Mary Beth. The college where Jay is a professor, imparting knowledge and, I hope, wisdom to young minds, was hit by a tornado last night.

According to Mary Beth, also known as PastorMom, much of the campus was damaged, and they were opening their home to an "unknown number of cold, wet, and hungry students."

A local newspaper reports that none of the injuries that sent 51 students to the hospital were life-threatening but tells of a great deal of damage to the campus.

So. Say a quick prayer of thanks for protection for the students, and a prayer for the people who are taking students in, and for the students, faculty and staff in general...

 

And then suddenly, he gets it

Sunday, February 03, 2008 12:26:31 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

Last week at church, the Sunday School children were given a box of Conversation Hearts, except they were "SERVING HEARTS."

Any time Mark did something helpful, or "had a serving heart," he could have one.

Throughout the week, he did several nice, serving things, like holding Adam's hand all the way across the parking lot going into church, helping pick up... He worked hard for his "serving hearts."

This morning at church, he did a little more. Walking in to church, he ran up to a mom of mostly-grown kids, threw his arms around her, and said, "I got more than TWO serving hearts this week!" I didn't even know he knew LeeAnn, though it turns out that she was the one who went from class to class telling the kids -- from preschool class all the way up -- about this Serving Hearts project. :) He remembered...

Then, in the hall going to Sunday School, he had a huge hug for Carrie, one of the moms who is regularly in his Sunday School class. He told her, "I'm so glad to see you!" Turns out that today, Carrie was doing children's sermon in church because all of the kids older than preschool were in service with their families today. And she mentioned how good it felt when one of the children came up and gave her a big hug today. And I was so proud that it was my very huggy little guy.

He also hugged some of his friends from the men's Bible study, his best friend Chaleen, and a bunch of other people too.

I'd say he had a Serving Heart today.

This was not me

Saturday, February 02, 2008 7:10:31 PM (Eastern Standard Time, UTC-05:00)

A group of confirmation students and a few of their "mentors" (which included me) went ice skating today.

Fortunately, this was not me, either:

(Probably that is because I wouldn't look so cute in a purple and orange outfit like that.)

Anyway. I skated. I did not fall down. I did take some advil moments ago. I think I might need it. There is a local place that has public skating, and there's a group rate, so I rather reluctantly went ahead and paid the money and got the skates... and actually did it! When did I last skate and not injure myself? (Um, not sure.) But. I did not fall, though I did find that if I looked too much in one direction, I tended to almost fall. That includes the time that I was standing outside of the ice, finishing my pretzel-with-cheese, and I thought, "The trash can is over there; I'll have to throw this away," and nearly fell over as my head started in that direction without my legs.

But. No one laughed at me, and no small children knocked me down.