Man, this November is kicking my butt. I have no idea how I ever managed to do NaBloPoMo – between Christmas shopping and work and activities and parties and sports and Sir Monkeypants being away in California for 10 days, I barely have room to breathe. The PVR is all backed up and I keep forgetting to do laundry and I think I have been to the Chapters about 40 times this week because I keep adding someone extra to the Christmas list. Breathe, Lynn, BREATHE.
I have about 25 blog posts rolling around in my head, but no time, so today I bring you Speed Blogging: Two Minutes or Less on A Variety of Topics. Alternatively: Blogging As It Was In 2003.
Two Minutes on Supermodels
A few weeks back I rented the movie Diner, which was made in 1982 (loved it, by the way). There’s a strip club scene in it, where a gal dances around in a sparkly bikini, and it was so obvious how much our ideals of physical beauty have changed, and not for the better. This girl was lovely, and, if you know me in real life, at least 15 pounds thinner than I am, and I am not a large person, so yes, slim and fit. And yet, due to her lack of six-pack abs and surgically enhanced areas and buffed and toned skin, she looked like an average person, and it’s odd and terrible how little we can tolerate that sort of thing in our ads and catwalks and movies these days.
The very next day I was watching TV with Sir Monkeypants and a Victoria Secret ad came on, and those models were, in comparison, so unhealthily thin, so oddly proportioned, so weirdly tanned and shiny, it was glaring. And I was horrified.
I know everyone says this all the time, to the point where I kind of nod and agree that our beauty ideals today are unattainable and bad for self-image, then not really register it. But this was the first time I think I’ve seen such an obvious contrast presented to my brain, and my brain did not like it, no siree.
Two Minutes on Holiday Music
It was my birthday on Monday, thanks to all well-wishers! I had a great day, actually – although Sir Monkeypants is still in California, the kids gave me gifts that he’d left for them that were awesome. I spent the day getting some work done, doing puzzles, eating a metric ton of squares from Totally Squared, and then watching National Velvet with the girls, an awesome family film about horses and female empowerment.
But the best part about my birthday is that it marks the official open season on Christmas, specifically Christmas Music. So on Tuesday I busted out the Christmas CDs and put them in the van, and was bopping along in no time. But the BEST best part is that the Captain, much like his father, has decided he DESPISES Christmas music, especially my beloved Hi-5 Christmas CD, and so that only means I need to play it MORE often and MORE louder and me and the girls will sing along MORE, while he squirms delightfully in the way-back of the van. DELIGHTFUL.
This morning he said that if he were in The Hunger Games, and they used Jabberjays against him, instead of having them make sounds of his family screaming, they could just torture him by having the birds sing Hi-5 Christmas songs. SNORT.
Two Seconds on The Hunger Games
The Captain just finished Catching Fire and now is reading Mockingjay, which has totally re-awakened my embarrassing passionate love of all things Hunger Games, and he is begging me to take him to see Catching Fire on Saturday morning as early as possible, and I just never thought I would love being a parent SO MUCH. Related: we are both getting little Mockingjay pins through Scholastic and DAMN RIGHT we are going to wear them on our coats like some kind of cult.
(Only, possibly, pinned on the inside, because we do understand that the first rule of Hunger Games Cult is that you don’t talk about Hunger Games Cult, except with other cult members.)
Two Minutes on Pie
Had the pie party this month. There was SO. MUCH. PIE. It was AWESOME.
Pictures! These are just of the 7 pies I made; overall there were like, 30 pies. Click to enlarge.
End of round one; more to follow.
5 thoughts on “Speed Blogging”
Those pies! Beautiful! And I think there’s a link between topics in your post that you may have not even been aware of. Weird-looking supermodels and the Hunger Games. When I read the Hunger Games, and there were all these descriptions of how bizarrely appearance-obsessed the District One people were, and the strange things they did to their bodies and the clothes / accessories they wore – and it was supposed to be strange and exaggerated and futuristic – I thought “We are so there already.” Don’t you think some of those models look CGIed? And not in a fun, super-hero way …
Oh, National Velvet! How I loved that movie. I wanted to BE Velvet when I was little.
The supermodel thing – yes. It’s strange and disturbing and we’re all so used to it…it just passes me by, these days.
I love this post so much I don’t even know where to begin. Christmas music YES, pies oh YES and Hunger Games…don’t even get me started! I want a Mockingjay pin now.
I love this so much. National Velvet! Hunger Games Geekery! Torturing your children with music! Pie awesomeness! But Lynn, my head hurts so much and I’m so afraid I’m going to be even dumber than usual at trivia tomorrow – SO AFRAID.
Me too – I’ve been so sleepy lately. I intend to sit next to you and eat chips and try to keep the talk of PEETA to a minimum. 🙂 I have small goals!
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