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?


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)

cat - charlie


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!

October 7, 2003 – afternoon

Afternoon update:

I expressed my concerns about the ill-worded email to my boss. I don’t want to file a formal complaint. I don’t want to start trouble. But if I didn’t say what I thought.–nay, what I believed — then I’m a coward. Now if someone asks my boss, he’ll have to say he knows somebody who was offended. FWIW, others were equally appalled at the email.

I added two more entries to Freezer Burn. That makes 17 meals! I downloaded MySQL so that I can start databasing this stuff, thereby making it searchable. But the software has very little documentation and looks so frightening! I think I need to buy a book.

Now I’m going to dig up a sports bra and go to the gym. If I wasn’t eating so many minature candy bars, I’d skip.

Oh, and yes, the hair was flat by 8:30. (sigh)

October 7, 2003 – morning

A momentous morning…I threw out my very-worn Minnie Mouse makeup case and replaced it with a chic black one with a pink lowercase “k” on it. What a very grown-up thing to do!

Another grown-up thing: I’m considering registering a political party affiliation…but I’m concerned that as soon as I do so, I will be inundated with requests for money.

Set my hair in hot rollers today, since I woke up at 3:00ish. By the time the world troops in, my hair will be straight again.

Speaking of…3:00 am seems to be a good time to get out of bed. I can shower up, take time getting ready, and even get an hour of Asheron’s Call in before having to go to work!

Yesterday, an email was sent to everyone in the building regarding a project. Without risking getting myself into trouble, if the text of the email had the word “black” in it where the word “white” was, the lawsuits would be flying. I saw the mail over 90 minutes ago and am still in shock. I’m afraid to complain about it, though. Isn’t that horrid?

Just like I’m afraid to take any more sick days this year. I get 10. I’ve used 5 (4 for my illnesses, 1 for the non-blogable worries of last month). If you use almost all of your sick days in one year, it is held against you in the form of a lower raise. This is open policy. So despite our paper’s health reporter writing: Flu and other cold viruses are easily transmittable, but that common-sense knowledge is often ignored by people who believe they must show up for work when sick, we don’t practice what we preach.

Mood: Was pleasant until I got to work today — now I’m irritable
Work docket: Did hand section, checked static. Going to continue work on the millionaire section, since I was informed I don’t have all of the logos for the sponsors. I knew that — I requested the logos on 9/22 — but wasn’t given them until yesterday. Because I wasn’t given the logos, I had to hunt them out online. I think I’m doing the weekly numbers today as well. Joy.
Lunch: Smart Ones Turkey Breast with some sort of side
Afternoon: Walk the Hopeslayer, head to YMCA
Evening: Coffee ‘n’ Coping with Mom’n’John at Starbucks.

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