This was Z's third GaFilk. He did a great job being quiet when he was in the filk room with me during the afternoon, interspersed with running back to the quilting area to hang out with another family and watch videos. Then, when he saw me go up for my turn at the 2x10s, he decided he wanted a turn, too! So I asked Rob, and since they were ( ( Read more... )

The LEAF has a nifty blue tooth feature that lets me listen to anything on my phone through the car speakers. While this is pretty cool and science-fiction-y when it comes to making phone calls, what I mostly use it for is listening to my music collection, most of which lives on my phone. Truly, we live in the future ( Read more... )

Z wanted to know what his body does when he's coughing. We ended up looking at a lot of videos of lungs and vocal folds, and came across this. Such a beautiful sound from such a less-than-beautiful body part. Amazing. (Don't click if squishy internal body stuff icks you out. Sorry about the embed image.)

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The Atlanta History Center turns out to be right down the road from us, and they were hosting a Day of the Dead festival this weekend. Hey, skeletons and multi-culturalism, right up my alley, so I dressed both Z and me in our skeleton shirts and set out to eat a little pan de muerte. (Gosh, that sounds better in Spanish. "Death bread" really has ( Read more... )

Wow, I'm glad I'm not trying to make a living as an actor ( Read more... )

Z woke up from his nap, toddled into my room where I was on the computer, and announced, "I want headphones! I want jazz!"

After a little Shiny Stockings, he announced, "I don't want this one. All done jazz." So I asked, "Do you want some rock 'n' roll?" He replied, "I *love* rock 'n' roll!"

In the middle of a "hasn't napped today" tantrum, Z yelled, "I want jazz!" Uh, ok. So I pulled up iTunes and found some Duke Ellington. I stuck the headphones on his head, since I didn't have the speakers connected, so I could just barely hear the music. Suddenly, from Z, I hear, "doo wah doo wah doo wah!"

I'm not so much watching the Super Bowl (bc I'd rather lick concrete), as watching everyone else watch the Super Bowl via Facebook. So, twenty minutes ago, I read about Christina Aguilera screwing up the words to the national anthem. And I noted that the Washington Post apparently shares her issues, because they described the gaffe in the ( Read more... )

Ok, someone around here was dreaming of a white Christmas, and I want to know who the h*ll it was. Because this is not cool. (No, it's bloody cold.) My mom got in early this afternoon, while it was still slushy rain, but we were planning on having two friends over for dinner, and decided to cancel due to uncertain road conditions. Bah, humbug ( Read more... )

So this weekend I was singing "Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes" to Z, alternating between English, French and German while he did the motions. The second time I launched into "tête, épaules, genoux, et pieds," I got about halfway through when Z interrupted me:

"No! Ing-gish!"

*boggle* how does he *know*??