Monday, November 10, 2008

more muppets and a sale

Faboo title, I know. (I had forgotten about Wakko's penchant for "faboo" until I was trolling through those Animaniacs clips.)

Anyhow, this is one of the songs on our Sesame Street album [the beginning is a bit cut off, though]:




And, this, is just one of my favorite Sesame Street songs, although I'm not sure why:








As for the rest of my post, I bought those pants for Pic last weekend at Savers. They kind of crack me up. Anyhow, this is not just gratuitous flashing of the funny pants...Savers is having a 50%-off all used items sale tomorrow in honor of Veterans' Day (we're so weird..."let us celebrate the service some men and women have performed for our country with discounted prices on linens and clothing and used stuff"...oh my).

exhaustion

Wow, I can't believe I've never used that for a title before. Anyhow, I'm deliriously exhausted. I'm sitting here, intermittently typing and then wrapping my hands around my hot mug filled with steamy Sleepytime tea sweetened with a bit of honey. When I'm finished with this post, I'm going to lay on the couch and pretend to sleep.

I don't want to be here long, so I'm going to take the One Minute Writer prompt and run/type/whatever with it. Today's prompt is "Where is your favorite place in your home?" Here goes...

So, I don't really have a favorite place. If we had a fireplace, I'd say there. I'm just so restless all of the time, so I'm never in one place for any good amount of time. It drives Cardo and the covert cats crazy. If I were forced to pick a place...well, I just wouldn't. I'm not good at this game. Wow, three seconds left. There's the buzzer.

Right, something better next time, I kinda-sorta promise.

ugh...

am tired. am crazy. am losing my...books.

also, am getting sick, again.

UGH.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

p.s. on s.s.




Because I live in this weird past-time (not pastime) in the blogosphere, I'm reading way old entries on finslippy. Oddly enough, I just came across this Sesame Street-related entry.

Then, I read all of the comments to this entry, too. One person posted a link to, uh, Grover fan fiction.

can you tell me how to get...

...how to get to Sesame Street?



My favorite character ever, the very cute and adorable Grover.

Tomorrow is the 39th birthday of Sesame Street. Wow.

I have to say, that I didn't watch a lot of it when I was growing up. I must have watched it sometimes, because I remember it, but I wasn't one of those kids who watched it daily or anything (although I kind of wanted to be). I don't know where I was. Maybe it just aired during my naptime or something. I'm pretty certain we had a tv when I was a toddler and preschooler, although I can't remember watching tv until I was in elementary school. Then, as I've mentioned, I was busy watching Reading Rainbow, Mr Rogers' Neighborhood, Murder, She Wrote, MacGuyver and horror and science fiction movies.

Now that I have my very own kidlet, though, I've been watching a lot more Sesame Street. I can't remember when Pic started watching it...2006, I guess, maybe last year. All I know is that I remember enjoying Sesame Street a lot more when I was younger. The show didn't seem so formulaic (and, I don't think it was). By the time Pic started watching it, I could map out the whole episode, in general terms, before we started watching it. I'd really like to be able to buy "Sesame Street: The Complete Season 1-39" or something. I want to watch the older episodes.

I wonder if, when we were all younger, my parents felt about Sesame Street the way I feel about it now. Maybe they didn't enjoy it. Maybe that's why I didn't watch it so much. I just keep telling myself that it was definitely better in years gone by.

What do you guys think? Do you remember Sesame Street being better than it is? (Um, yes, I realize that most of you probably don't watch the show...you're not really missing much, unless you enjoy enduring at least, at least, twenty minutes of Elmo a day.)

an old flame, rekindled








I have no idea how old this is, but Czechoslovakia? I thought I watched Animaniacs later than I did.





Oh, poor loverly Wakko. I didn't hear him phrase that as a question. Also, I somehow missed Hawaii. Nevermind, I got it, "Here's Honolulu, Hawaii's a joy."




Truman...the weird little human.

Okay, I seriously forgot how much I freaking loved this show. In fact, I love it more now, with just these clips. I wonder if I can buy the series.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

we are family...

...Okay, so I don't have all (or any) of my sisters with me.

Anyhow, mis suegros son aqui. Well, not here, as in in my home, but here as in in this country. Right now they are staying with Tia M in California. I don't know if they will be "visiting"* any time soon, but I know that they won't be here before the end of my semester.

Tonight, Cardo and I were talking financial schtuff. Out of the ten kids, only two currently send Cardo's retired parents money (Cardo isn't currently one of them, but when we have more money, yes). Cardo was telling me that his brother who lives in his mom's house in El Ciudad de Mexico sends his parents some money. The brother occupying his parents' other house in the capital, doesn't currently send his parents any money. Cardo's parents live in Tijuana (which, until very recently, Pic pronounced "Weet-a-hah-na").

Thought I'd give you a minute there. Yes, Cardo's parents have three houses. Okay, so if they lived here, that'd probably mean that Cardo's parents were somewhat loaded. However, did I mention that they live in Mexico? Yeah. Cardo has explained to me that oh-so-many years ago, when his parents built the two of those houses they built, this was not an expensive endeavor. (Cardo says, "At least that's how it was then." I'm not claiming that they could do the same now). The third house, the first one Cardo's parents lived in together, belonged to Doña R's dad.

So, yes, three houses. Humble abodes, if you will. I've seen video of one of these homes (the TJ one, I believe), and it's very far from thinking about being grandiose. This is weird for me to wrap my mind around. I can't imagine us ever being able to buy (let alone build) a house, at this point.

And, yes, three houses, and they don't live in any of them. There is a long story behind this, but they've moved out for the time being. I'm not sure if they'll make it back down to Mexico. I'm also not sure if and when they'll be coming to stay with us, but I'm very glad that we will have another room so Cardo and I won't be living in the living room/office/cave of cluttered crap while they're here.

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*Before Cardo and I were together, his parents visited for six months. Early on in our relationship, Cardo's parents came to visit us for four months. How do you guys define visiting? Because I'm thinking a couple of weeks max. Any amount of months is not "visiting," but "living with."

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P.S. Without going into my word processor, typing my entry and copying it here, I can't figure out how to add the symbols Spanish sometimes requires. This is why I sometimes have diacritics and I sometimes don't. Sometimes, I'm just lazy.