Year archives: 2003

Wake Up, Honey, the Movie’s Over

The Cat in the Hat was so boring that I almost wish I had stayed home and done housework instead. My husband actually fell asleep about mid-way through. I stayed awake and waited for the good part. It never came. Charlotte said it was “just ok.” She’s nine. So, for the record, our collective review …


Ruff, ruff, ruff ruff. Grrr. Woof, woof, woof. Grrrrrrrr. Arooooooh. Growl. Woof. Woof. Bark. Howl. Ruff, Wrebbie *For human translation of this post, click extended entry.

On the Brink’s of Disaster

First off, this is a self-indulgent post. By self-indulgent I mean I’ll enjoy writing it more than you’ll enjoy reading it. But, I can’t resist this topic anymore. I’ve held it in for too long. The persons handling advertising for Brink’s Home Security should be fired. Not just fired from their jobs but literally set …

Tooth or Consequence

I bought some schnecken yesterday. I didn’t know what they were, but my sweet tooth assumed that a German pastry covered with nuts and icing couldn’t be all bad. Boy, Toothey, you sure got it right!

Aw Come On, It’s Gonna Be Great

Michael has a rule about chick flicks. We only see them at the theater on our anniversary. This works out well for us. I prefer watching chick flicks at home by myself anyway. I want to be able to cry unabashedly if the need should arise in me. Also, if I don’t drag my husband …