Sunday, September 30, 2007

Hero Orgy

So our pals came over today to watch the game, eat pizza, drink beer, giggle nonstop and watch the Bear game while the kiddo's played. Sugar asked to get out his Rescue Heros so he and Emma could play. Apparently these action figures were new to Ben, so he began to ask why Spiderman was in an astronaut suit and a police uniform. Why are their arms and legs so big? Simple I said, it's because they are Rescue Hero's; action figures of heroic and non-violent themes. There are firefighters, rescue divers, police officers, life guards, helicopter pilots that fly the fire jumpers, etc. Their legs and feet are so big, I explained, because it makes it easier for a 3 or 4 year old to pose them so they won't fall over.


This, of course, led directly into some unique poses that I'm not so sure these hero's have found themselves in before...





It reminded me of my youth. Barbies in my collection would have found themselves in similar poses, but it would always begin with some serious kissing. I would have their lips touch and move their bodies back and forth while I made "hmmmm-smack, hmmmm-smack" noises.

Barbie was a lesbian for years until I finally received my first Ken doll.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Surrounded in Death

On the way home from Abi's junior high open house this evening Sugar asked us to pop in one of his (annoying) nursery rhyme CD's. Something I hear grabs my attention and I find myself focusing intently on the lyrics, being sung by obviously very young children with sweet, high pitched voices. Of course this is not the first time I have listed to these songs, having been a small child once myself, but I'm not sure I ever really put any thought into the words I would sing skipping down the sidewalk. Until tonight that is. So here I am in the front seat listening to my three kids in the back , singing along gleefully...

GO TELL AUNT RHODY
THE OLD GREY GOOSE IS DEAD
GRANDPA FOUND HER DYING
IN THE MILLPOND ON HER HEAD

THE GANDER WON'T EAT NOW
GANDER WON'T EAT NOW
BECAUSE HIS WIFE IS DEAD

LET'S PRAY FOR THE BABIES
PRAY FOR THE BABIES
BECAUSE THEIR MAMA'S DEAD

This prompted me to do some reasearch on nursery rhymes when I arrived home. We all know the common theme in many Disney movies to be death. Parental death to be more exact, i.e. Cinderella, Snow White, Lion King, Bambi, Tarzan. I suppose I never realized until I did some Googling how much death has inspired so many of the nursery rhymes we all learned and innocently sang as children. I read stories with references to the Bubonic Plague and Mary Mary Quite Contrary torturing poor souls and burning them at the stake. At that point I thought I had better stop before I lost all my enjoyment of Humpty Dumpty falling off that damn wall. Poor egg.

I also have to throw in there, since this is my blog and I can say what I want, that I also found this particular verse interesting for alltogether different reasons:

COCK A DOODLE DOO,
MY DAME WILL DANCE WITH YOU,
WHILE MASTER FIDDLES HIS FIDDLING STICK,
FOR DAME AND DOODLE DOO.

~snicker~

Monday, September 24, 2007

The Big B

Working on some computer installations in a clinic department this afternoon, I saw my arch enemy. While we work for the same company she normally isn't on my side of town, the doctor she works for must have been on call today. I don’t think she saw me, but I’m not sure. By the time I looked up she had already turned around to take a patient back to an exam room. I knew it was her immediately as she has changed little in the years since the day I last saw her. The day I stood as Matron of Honor in her wedding. Without question, the most uncomfortable day of my life. I have no desire to reopen that hurt by typing the story, but will say that the way I navigate friendships has been altered because of her. I have made new, good friends but keep them at arms distance. First signs of trouble and I will easily bail; remove myself from an uncomfortable situation before it becomes agonizing.

Knowing I had to spend several more hours in the department I began to prepare my reaction should I come face to face with the person who wounded me so dreadfully. The person who made me realize you should never expect a friendship to last forever. The person who showed me how easily you can be inseparable one day and amputated the next. The person who serves as my excuse to drop friends like batter on a cookie sheet when times get tough. The person who taught me to never give another friend more than I am willing to lose. The person who made me believe friendships should never be difficult and if they are reconsider their place in your life. The person I thought I would punch in the face should I ever come face to face with again.

So, what would I have said to this person?

“Hello Brenda, how are you?”

Yeah, I’m a badass.

P.S. I never saw her again, all afternoon.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Rediscovery

I revisited this site tonight for the first time in ages after receiving an email asking permission to delete a blog a friend and I had created some time ago that has outlived it purpose. It prompted me to consider whether or not the same fate should befall TaterTotsThoughts.

TaterTot really doesn’t exist anymore, she has been suppressed by a new and more powerful alter ego…BoomBoom Martini. I have been wooed by the derby in recent months and have so little time outside family, work and new mistress that this blog site has been left to rot. My life is no longer ruled by spontaneous trips to the park or last minute game nights with friends, but rather by a red leather day planner with very few empty squares. My response when asked if I or my family is available has become, “I will have to check the Red Book of Life and let you know.”

So, what is to happen with this site? Looking back over the old posts brings a smile to my face whether it is pictures and stories about the kids, my hardass opinions or funny tales of evenings out with girlfriends.

I think I will keep it around for awhile and maybe begin to share some of the current goings on in my life. Spending some time looking back tonight made me realize this site isn’t for those who may read from time to time, but more for me. A reminder.

So what would I share of my weekend?

Friday night was spent skating at the Pines. We took Isaac for his first skate and he lasted about 10 minutes. Thankfully Jeff and I predicted this and brought two cars so I could spend the rest of my evening skating with the girls, their friends and PBW. I tell you, if you want to have an interesting conversation talk with a 24 year old jam skating man slut. Hilariously tragic.

Saturday my Mom and I traveled to Chicago to see Wicked. Words cannot express my awe and love of this production. At intermission, I was pissed because I didn’t want it to stop. Fifteen minutes? I can’t wait fifteen minutes! At the end, tears rolled down my cheeks and I immediately wanted to know how long the run was…could I afford a second show? My girls really, really need to see this show. Everyone really, really needs to see this show. Unfortunately, I will not make it to the current Chicago run of The Color Purple, but in its place at the Cadillac Theatre beginning in October is Phantom of the Opera. I have this entire soundtrack memorized, but have never seen the show and can’t wait!

Saturday evening was spent with our pals Ben, Jami and Emma watching UFC 76. We had a great time and predict many more such evenings in the future. Thanks again Jami and I can’t wait for the next Sushi Committee meeting.

Today was filled with breakfast at the parental units, rearranging of our storage items currently being housed in their garage, afternoon naps, grilled pork chops, the Bears game and some computer time.

There are so many more things I could type here, such as:

  • Roller Derby (it would take too long to catch up, so we’ll just start from here)
  • My Sobriety Trial (lasted 18 days)
  • Friendships: Newfound, Rediscovered and Ebbing
  • The Mini-Martinis
  • Mr. Martini: Caught with Cigarettes and His Explanation
  • The LONG Tale of How We Have Sold Our House Twice But Still Haven’t Sold It

For now, I will just leave you with this…the Bears are playing afterall and the game is calling me.