Hey!
All is well here with no Charlie around.
(Stalkers… See: “Dogalicious and Stinkbert” for reasons not to come for a visit. Just ignore all the pics of them sleeping. And the posts about them hiding from thunder. Their ferocity knows no match.)
Pause for seriousness: I am SO grateful for your prayers! Charlie’s absence can make me mopey and depressed and sluglike. So far, I can feel the empowerment to not just survive but THRIVE.
(Survive/THRIVE sounds so Maxwellian. Sorry. Can’t help it.)
Anyway. Back to the Funny.
Meltdown Report:
Abby had a bloggable one last night. Today is Pet Day at school, and she’s spent the week trying to convince me – contrary to info on the teacher’s newsletter – that dogs were totally allowed.
I finally talked to Teacher and confirmed that she was not, in fact, interested in hosting 85-lb animals that wouldn’t fit into containers.
This was not good news to Abby, since I think she’d convinced HERSELF that she’d get to bring Bob. So between the hours of 7 and 9 pm, she tried every possible argument for a trip to Petco RIGHT NOW to get a fish or gerbil something. Time out? Did not dissuade her. Threats of beatings? No impact.
I finally told her that if she wanted to keep crying about it, she needed to do it into her pillow. Then I turned on the girls’ Beethoven CD, and the 5th Symphony soothed my savage beast to sleep.
Fortunately she woke up today resigned to her petless fate.
(Seriously. Can you imagine the chaos that would ensue if dogs and cats were allowed? Kindergarten teachers are amazing people, but even they have limits.)
On a totally unrelated note, I really liked this video.
What does that say about me?
YouTube: Yo Comments are WHACK!
My favorite part: This disclaimer on the YouTube page:
**DISCLAIMER: A number of people have pointed out that not all thirteen-year-olds use incorrect spelling and grammar. This is a fair point, and we’d like to note that we are, indeed, well aware that a number of thirteen-year-olds are highly articulate. It was the best we could come up with as a rhyme, unfortunately, so we kept it in there, although it is the one lyric with which we are less than happy. We have no more desire to hate on thirteen-year-olds than we do on epileptic porcupines (apologies in advance to any of those who might be watching this video, as well). Also, as OrsoIclaim so insightfully points out in the comments, such statements might seem to imply that “if you’re 13, you’re ALLOWED to talk lyke dis.” Allow us to formally state that we by no means sanction the use of improper spelling and grammar among people of any age. Thanks! **
These are my kind of girls.
(Katdish, I could totally see us doing a video like this. Maybe on another topic, like your favorite prosperity gospel rant. But we would rawk the house!)
Have a good weekend!
11 responses so far ↓
1 katdish // Apr 24, 2009 at 9:26 am
Dude! That was frigintastic! I’d like to do one for snarky anonymous commenters of SCL. I’d be all up in that!
Please buy Abby a hamster in a ball! Then document its homecoming when it meets the dogs. Please?!
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2 Helen // Apr 24, 2009 at 9:45 am
Love the video.
I’d steal it, but we run in the same blog circles, so what’s the point.
If you have room for one more in the video, you know I’d be all up in that….
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3 Screwed Up Texan // Apr 24, 2009 at 11:55 am
Whachootalkinbout?! iz donz noz whuzz youz talkinz bout but dat iz a gr8 video BRING IT ON DA KOOL STUFF.
Oh, never mind, that is me trying to be cool. I had a really hard time trying to write this comment “whacked.”
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4 Nick the Geek // Apr 24, 2009 at 5:02 pm
You should get your daughter her own monkey so she can take it to school and show off its monkey butt.
Also, not all 13 yer old girls are inarticulate idiots. I know a few that are surprisingly intelligent. They are all, however, queens of the drama.
5 Wendy // Apr 24, 2009 at 5:38 pm
That’s odd… I hardly know Katdish, but I was thinking that I could see her making a video like that, too. And maybe throw some monkey butts in for good measure.
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6 @ngie // Apr 24, 2009 at 8:49 pm
You are a tough nut to crack! So, if your own daughter, who lives with you, cannot persuade you to do what she wants you to how are we mere devoted blog readers going to convince you to follow through and make a video?
VIDEO PLEEEEEEEEASE!!!
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7 Mom // Apr 25, 2009 at 2:50 pm
I wonder if Suzy remembers pet day in kindergarten. We took 90 lb Buffalo, since there
was pet restrictions. Buffalo behaved nicely on his leash, but his darting eyes were filled will visions of killing every small creature in the room. I wonder if he would have lined them all up.
8 faemom // Apr 25, 2009 at 5:28 pm
I was about to say how unfair it really is to have a pet day and not have kids bring their cats and dogs, which are the most common pet. Then I saw the video. I loved it. Does that mean I shouldn’t type “LOL”?
9 Steph at the Red Clay Diaries // Apr 25, 2009 at 9:00 pm
Katdish – I am all up in that too! We should totally start the allupinthat club!
Helen – I’ll be honest – I thought of you first, but then I couldn’t think of anything that you would rant about as fervently as Katdish would rant about her favorite subject. I totally want you in the video. Wouldn’t it be great if we filmed it in a grocery store? Wearing Snuggies?
Screwed up Texan – Yeah, your whack comments were… whack. But not good intentional whack. Real whack. (But about as good as mine would be.)
Nick the Geek- I’m sure, in this age of zero tolerance, there has to be a policy at every school regarding monkey butts.
Wendy- Monkey butts? I don’t know HOW Katdish would fit those into a rant about prosperity gospel… Oh, wait….
@ngie- YOU want a video of a hamster torture session too? Katdish I can understand. But @ngie, you’re one of my deep spiritual commenters! What is this world coming to? You people are like the ancient Romans, demanding brutality for entertainment! Poor pitiful hamster. He ain’t never done nothin to nobody…
Mom- HAHAHAHAHAH!!! I had NO memory of that. But now I totally wish I could’ve gotten a hall pass from my 6th grade class to witness THAT. Who knows? This was pre-voodoo chickens. Maybe Buffalo was scarred by pet day, and his chicken killing was some kind of post-traumatic stress disorder.
Faemom- I heart me some good, clear writing. But I’m not a grammar nazi. You can absolutely type LOL and Y and U and 2. Like the girls in the video, I can never understand why someone who’s not texting or tweeting would WANT to. But I’d still like you and let you comment.
10 Nina in Portugal // Apr 26, 2009 at 10:56 am
That video is hilarious!!
I would have done something like that…back in the day….I’ve grown up to be a very lame, boring sort of girl.
Poor Nina in Portugal…..
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11 Mom // Apr 26, 2009 at 3:32 pm
I think the other pets were the scarred ones! Buffalo’s ears were up as he smiled, panting and drooling excessively. His black eyes darted from one tasty pet to another. little did he know that his dreams of complete mayhem would be fulfilled years later when Suzy forgot to lock the chicken pen and we drove blindly off. The rest is history.
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