Friday Five: Mother Goose, May I?

Happy Friday!

I watched The Sound of Music Live last night on NBC. I think Carrie Underwood did a great job singing the songs. Her acting wasn’t great. I was VERY excited to see Stephen Moyer (aka Vampire Bill) as Captain Von Trapp, but his accent was slippery and he never looked like he had feelings for Maria other than “MUST PUNCH ALL THE THINGS.” Most of the kids were okay. Usual garden-variety big lunged and creepily-precocious theater kids.

Realizing (unlike many others) that this was an adaptation of the play and not a remake of the movie, here’s what I would have done to make it better.

1) Cut it to 2 hours. If this was supposed to be a family show, most kids should have been in bed before the show ended.

2) Bring in an audience to clap. Theater needs applause.

3) Scrap the acting altogether and make it like the Les Mis anniversary concerts where the actors stood before microphones and sang.

As for the Walmart ads, we were trying to discern if the Brooks family was Mormon. I’m sure they’ll have a blog soon.

At 10pm I turned the TV to Scandal. So I went from singing Austrian children to Crazypants Huck pulling Quinn’s tooth out. Good times.

I can’t segue that all, so here’s the Friday Five! This week’s theme is: Mother Goose, May I?

1. Have you any wool?

sweater selfie — No makeup, btw. I’m not brave. I’m lazy.

Not today. Today’s sweater is 100% acrylic. Which isn’t my preference, but I like the color and cowl neck. My socks are cotton and mismatched, as I’m wearing them under boots and who cares what socks I wear if you can’t see them!

2. How mony men have ye?

Wha?

3. How does your garden grow?

I didn’t do a garden this year because our balcony’s too shady and I’m just not into shade plants. Sorry, ivies. But our dozens of houseplants are thriving, due to WM’s green thumb.

4. Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been?

(retrieves mind from gutter)

Charlie, the elder statesman of the household, doesn’t go far. He eats, he uses the litter box (Except when the act of pooping frightens him so much that he flees the litter box mid-poo. Medically, he’s fine. Just crazy.), occasionally hides behind the sofa, and he sleeps on the sofa. Actually, he sleeps on the sofa, on top of a quilt and a crinkly plastic bag from Target. He loves crinkly plastic bags.

5. What are little boys made of?

Almost 99% of the mass is made up of the six elements oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, and phosphorus. Only about 0.85% is composed of another five elements: potassium, sulfur, sodium, chlorine, and magnesium.

This weekend is devoted to the holidays. Lights, tree, baking, wrapping, music. It’ll be fabulous. I hope yours is too!