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The Secret Life Of Toys, And Such

Enough with the drug raids (I swear, I will not allow myself to spend my twilight years tuned into a police scanner, surrounded by a houseful of cats). I declare it is now time for some random happy happy joy joy.

  • Starfire’s How to Build an Igloo video made my day.
  • I’m sure everyone’s seen this by now, but I find it to be such a bizarre, and fascinating, hoax (and no human or non-human animals were injured, though that doll has probably had better days).
  • Definitely planning on going down to the Vulcan Victory Torchlight Parade on Saturday, especially as the temps are supposed to be in the 40s. And I’d like to see the bouncing team in action again.

In other news, yesterday the little man and I stepped out for the evening. We took in The Incredibles for the third time (repeat viewings allow one the opportunity to properly take in the details, like how amazing the water looks). As we were nearby we popped by Extreme Noise to pick up some birthday presents for the husband. Whose birthday isn’t until the end of the month. But I celebrated my thirtieth birthday for at least thirty days, so I figure he should do the same. Naturally I wrapped up his CDs as soon as I got home and then presented him with the package (pictured below) upon waking him up for work. He gave me a groggy “what the hell?” sort of look, and waited until this morning to open it. He’s a hard man to buy for, and I had an inkling he would go out and buy these very same CDs if I didn’t give them to him first. And so it begins, this month of celebrations. The little man wants to know where the cake is.
Plus: My folks called to ask me what color I’d like my Prince Aha Stool to be. My wha-huh? Apparently they’re buying my step-sister one, which means everyone gets one. I chose the light blue (pea green was tempting, but it wouldn’t go with anything in the house).
And: When I stopped by the library on Monday I picked up The Time Traveler’s Wife. I put it down this morning. And now I’m sad that I gobbled it up too quickly. Hopefully Audrey Niffenegger will give life to another riveting tale at some future date. And I will try to savor the next one. Honest.

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