I'm not really one to get political, and I don't plan on writing some outrageous rant here (now or ever), but ohhhmahgawwwd I have to write at least a blurb about this.
So, we recently purchased Postcards From Buster on DVD because we're big fans of the Arthur books... and *finally* got to watch the "controversial" Vermont episode. This originally aired in 2004 and then was immediately taken out of the show's rotation (all traces of the episode's existence were also ripped off the channel's website).
After watching it, I'm not quite sure what all the uproar was about, unless you're easily offended by happy kids, parents that love each other, sugar on snow and sharp cheddar cheese.
Scandalous!
The only thing I found even remotely controversial was the fact that Buster was hell bent on giving his single mother a cucumber for Mother's Day.
Birthday blessings to my dear husband Mike today! He is 34 years young, and doesn't look a day over 33! ;-)
Viv took this occasion to paint Daddy a picture of his favorite team, the Red Sox! Of course, there also appears to be a green sock, but she claims that is a mustache.
Long-time-no-write, I know! Life, as we know it, sometimes has a way of shaking things up a bit. I can tell you that many changes have occured since my dear Kiki or I have written here last. Some good changes, some sad but full of promise.
First of all, I accomplished next to nothing on my Summer Bucket List I posted months ago. I did drink copious amounts of iced tea, and got in a few books and BBQs, but that is where my checklist was folded into a paper airplane and flown into the recycling basket.
The biggest news of all is that both Kiki and I and our families have moved! I'll get to my story later, but first I have to confess to the fact that I was not wholly ready for the announcement that my BFF, My Soul Sister, my Partner in Crime and Fashion was moving to a different CONTINENT. Okay, I exaggerate- south of the Mason-Dixon Line does not constitute as a different continent, but I would be lying if I said it didn't feel that way at the time of said announcement!
On one hand, I was SO excited for my best friend and her amazing family to have this opportunity, and proud of them for having the courage to go! On the other hand, I felt like I was grieving and selfishly wanted things to stay the same forever. But that is not what friends do... or at least not what friends- real friends act upon. True friends, the kind that become family, act with love, support, and the knowledge that nothing really needs to change.
Any old who... as of late I have become not only very sentimental, but quite gut-wrenchingly aware of the fact that I am blessed to have so many amazing people in my life. You've heard all about my hubs and darling daughter, but I'd like to take a minute to talk about the other loves of my life- my bratpack.
It is very rare in this life, that we find a friend (let alone several) that you share such a bond with, that there are literally no words to properly describe it. I won't even try, except to say that I assume it is somewhat comparable to the Blind Melon's tap-dancing bee finally finding finding her fellow bees (only with less wearing of tutus... maybe).
Yes, I know you probably have this stuck in your head now, and you're welcome ;-)
Cheers and thanks to friends who complete us! My family and I are so blessed to have you! <3
We're in full-swing dilly bean mode here at the Olmstead Homestead. By "we" I mean Mike, the Master Chef of the family. He's been wanting to try this for a few years now, and this was the year! They are ah-mayyy-zing! Just the right amount of garlic with a hint of jalapeno.
I would like to make some labels- any ideas name ideas? My suggestion of 'Big Mike's House of Dill' was sadly rejected.
Happy Father's Day to all the wonderful dads out there, especially my own dad and my husband! In honor of father's day, I bring you my Top Five Fave TV Dads of All Time! In no specific order...
Jake Morgandorffer Helen:"Honestly, Jake, sometimes I wonder if you know even the most rudimentary facts about our girls. How old is Quinn?” Jake: “Uh, eleven. . . ish? That was a guesstimate.” Helen: “Jake, what's my middle name?” Jake: “It's got a "K," right?”
Jason Seaver Jason: "Boner, is your voice coming from your armpit?" 'Boner' Stabone: "Yes."
Red Forman
Red: "I didn't want to insult him by offering him some nothing job." Kitty: "Oh Red, you insult him every day." Red: "That's different, he thinks I'm kidding."
Cliff Huxtable "Dad is great! Gives us chocolate cake!
Mitchell and Cameron Cameron: "I got all medieval on the florists." Mitchell: "Cam, I heard you on the phone, you said you were displeased, but that’s hardly going medieval." Cameron: "Excuse me, I said very displeased and I used my cowboy voice."
I'm Lindsey- Linds or LO to some, "Mommy" to others. When I'm not working to save the world, or trying to keep up with my husband and rambunctious 6 year old, I can be found watching old movies, pinning, or hiding under the covers reading. I also love all things matchy-matchy and copious, cooopious amounts of caffeine.
