Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts

January 13, 2014

I should've just stayed in college indefinitely.

Posted by Ethne~

Background: Wikipedia and I are good friends.  I research totally random subjects and then report my discoveries to my family.  They LOVE it.  Most recent case-in-point led to the following convo with Shaun.

Shaun: What are you reading?

Me: Wikipedia, about airplane disasters.

Shaun: You're researching about airplanes crashing?

Me: Yes, in particular, I find it interesting when pilot error leads to the crashing of perfectly functioning aircraft.

Shaun:  You research the most random things.  First it was Mormons, then it was WWII, now it's airplane crashes.

Me: I know.  The other day I told my sister all about the various head coverings that Jewish women wear over their natural hair.  It was interesting.  She enjoyed it.

LATER

Me: I told my dad about my airplane crash research and asked him if he remembered a crash in 1983 where the Soviets shot down a South Korean airliner.  He said he did and that I should make myself useful and research the cattle drives up and down the central Great Plains, which is a subject in his latest book.

Shaun: Ha.  He's probably right.

NOTE - Whit and I decided that in college, we should've studied the history of make-up, as in ancient history to present.  That would've been totally rad.  We did not take advantage of our liberal arts opportunities at all!  (To be fair, I did ace my research paper about deodorant.  I got to pick the topic.  True story.  FYI, I don't wear deodorant that contains aluminum, it's bad news.)  I bet Wikipedia knows about make-up.  Bless its heart.

December 18, 2013

It's probably best if you don't know me.


Posted by Ethne~

My latest obsession is Man of Steel.  That’s right, Superman.

http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/11/113887/3107813-5271414131-Man-of.jpeg
That's right Bi#ches.  He's glorious.
This inspired the following text exchange with bff, Kari, who is the very same friend who introduced me to 50 Shades of Grey.  It is for that reason that she gets these texts.  She also may or may not be randomly shown binding marks on my wrists due to said introduction.  I’ll let you use your imagination to determine if that last sentence is true or just me being funny.

Me: OMG, I am in love w[ith] Henry Cavill from Superman.  Totally shoulda been CG.*  Too goody goody now as Superman to play a dom I suppose, as I’ve said b4.  Still.  Dreamy.  I decided if I ever met him I would ask to feel his Superman muscles.  Not the naughty ones.  That’s reserved for Jamie Dornan now.

Her: We can always dream…

Me: Totally!  In my Henry Cavill daydream I momentarily told him that people often asked to touch my belly when I was pregnant with the twins but then thought that would make him throw up and I wouldn’t get to touch his superman muscles.  I am very thorough.


The lesson here, people, is you need to be careful which books you suggest to me or you may be subject to inappropriate and/or pointless commentary for the rest of your life.

*Dudes, the first pic in the link about him being CG makes my point.  Don't taunt us with the gray suit, Henry.

September 21, 2013

Conversations with almost-six-year-olds.


Posted by Ethne~

Shaun trying to get KD to bed one fussy night:

KD: I don’t want you to go to work tomorrow.  I want you to ‘etire.

Shaun: I can’t retire, honey, I have go to work to so I can earn money to buy food and pay for our house.

KD: Or you’d have to hold up a sign on the corner all day and beg for food?

Shaun: Well, it’s probably just best if I go to work tomorrow.

KD: I still think we should all just ‘etire.


KD to me in all seriousness:

KD: Mommy, I think black women are the most beautiful women.

Me: That’s very nice, honey.

KD: I will think of you as black too, ok Mommy?

Me: Ok.


Easy Mac to me, when I had my new favorite skinny jeans and riding boots outfit on:

Easy Mac: Mommy, those jeans make your butt look big.

Me: Uh….


The girls deciding what superheroes Shaun and I should be:

KD: Daddy should be Superman because he’s super strong.

Shaun: What superhero is Mommy?

KD: Uh…hmm…well, I guess Mommy could be Green Lantern.

Me: {crickets}

Shaun: HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Me: {death glare at Shaun, except I don’t think Green Lantern has that power.  damn.}

Oriental Trading could make it true for Halloween.  I don't even know if the Bombshell would pull that off.

September 8, 2013

50 Shades - It's Not The Actors I'm Worried About.


Posted by Ethne~

NOTE: This post is not family-friendly.  Come back tomorrow for regularly-scheduled broadcasting.

Now that I’ve had a few days to mull over the casting of Charlie Hunnam and Dakota Johnson as Christian and Ana in the 50 Shades movie(s), I must comment.  I suspect a good portion of you out there expected me to.  You’re welcome.

Of course I have something to say about this. Credit: tell me if you know.

A 5-year-old was doing my hair - DON'T BE PERVERSE.  It hurt.

My first response to the outcry over it not being Ryan Gosling was TOLD YOU SO.  I knew he never fit the part.  Even though I do love the “Hey Girl Hey” montages from Pinterest.  My second response to the petitions to the president that it’s not Matt Bomer was HE’S EFFING GAY, DUDES, HE CAN’T BE CHRISTIAN GREY. Not that there’s anything wrong with being gay, or playing straight, generally.  How-effing-ever, in this PARTICULAR role, I think you’ll agree with me that I need to wrap my mind around the fact that the actor is into the ladies when I’m watching him administer butt plugs and nipple clamps.

AS YOU WELL KNOW, I had done thorough IMDb research and cast Christian’s role myself.  I never selected Charlie Hunnam as a candidate, and had hand-selected Cam Gigandet, as you’ll recall from my 50 Shades of Wet Dreams post here.  BUT, who can blame me, he’s hot.  (Like Cam, Charlie does meet Kari’s and my criteria of being a minimum of 6’ tall – he’s 6’1”.)

Fortunately for me and my well-endowed ego, I’ve not gone without mention of Charlie Hunnam on this blog.  As it turns out, I said in this post that I wanted to have a foursome with him and, among others (including you, SHAUN), the tragically-departed Cory Monteith.  I also mentioned that I wanted Shaun to join a bad-a$$ biker gang because Jax Teller (CH’s character on Sons of Anarchy) is effing hot.  And by that, I mean he could flog me with a riding crop seven days from Sunday.  This from a girl who doesn’t like men with long hair. 

He's an effing chameleon. Credit: FX

When it comes down to it, it’s not the bad-a$$ biker that appeals so much as Charlie Hunnam.  He rocks my world in every episode.  And let me say, since SOA is on cable, not network, they let you see his butt and it’s FINE.  As a matter of fact, they let you see his butt while he’s banging his wife in a bathroom, and next to a guy he just offed, just for starters.  (Why are you not watching this show, ladies?  New season starts September 10.)  I will also not be rioting about him being British since I know this in advance and since I already know his American accent is impeccable.  (I riot when I find out LATER that a quintessential American character is played by a Brit actor, such as in Deadwood or Band of Brothers.  Shaun loves this.  I rioted when I found out about Charlie/Jax but I'm over it because of his hotness.)

Charlie Hunnam will clean up and do [it] quite nicely er... strictly?

I don’t have as much to say about Dakota Johnson.  I’ve not seen the movies she’s been in, which is pretty terrible considering that WE’RE RELATED.  That’s right.  And that’s how I know that that casting her will work – because I’m awesome.  It’s genetic.  (I admit I was a little off-put that a relative was cast for this particular role, but then I got over it, as she seems to fit the bill.)

If you know who gets credit for this, tell me.

[I’m totally not lying about this.  You can ask people who know me.  I don’t bring it up because it’s irrelevant in everyday conversation.  However, when Dakota’s mom, Melanie Griffith, was super popular in Working Girl with Harrison Ford, I was proud to proclaim it.  And when her dad, Don Johnson, was on Miami Vice in the ‘80’s when that was the coolest, I was proud to claim that he was related by marriage.  In elementary school, in North Dakota, you had to talk about something.  If you recall, we had given up on being pen pals with that East Coast elementary school because they literally thought we were still pioneers without wheels and Nintendo and we were super offended.

Anyway, here’s one of the rare occasions when it’s relevant.  Dakota’s maternal Grandma, Tippi Hedren, is first cousins with my paternal Grandpa, Tom Hedren.  My last name, also Hedren.  We are Swedish on that branch.  That would make me fifth cousins with Dakota.  I’ve never met any of them.  Grandpa and Grandma visited Tippi regularly in California though, on her big cat preserve, Shambala.]

Dakota looks more like Tippi than Melanie, I think.  And Don.
Tippi and her parents.

Just to make sure I wasn’t totally off-base in my affirmation that Charlie & Dakota’s casting would work out JUST FINE, I did a little research.  CNN had an article about other casting backlashes, a couple of which are particularly noteworthy in the article’s conclusion that the internet needs to settle the eff down: Robert Pattinson was rioted as an ill-fitting Edward for Twilight (myself included) and is now [my] beloved; Michael Keaton was highly questioned for Batman, but the movies were good anyway (though it was noted that it was not necessarily his performance that totally made the movies); Heath Ledger was thought to be an odd choice for the Joker, but his performance was so outstanding that everyone shut the hell up immediately and he won an Oscar; Vivian Leigh, when cast as Scarlett O’Hara for Gone With the Wind, had to adopt a Southern accent and demeanor for the role – and no one thought she’d ever pull it off since she was British with not much background.  She also won an Oscar for her performance.

I’d say what we 50 Shades devotees have far more to worry about is if the script writers and screenplay people and movie-making flunkies get it right.  Bringing a book to the big screen is no easy task.  I happen to think that aside from the casting of Kristen Stewart, they did a pretty decent job with Twilight.  50 Shades is a very particular sex book, however.  If the movie people don’t get it right, it won’t matter what actors they pick.  Personally, I think that if this thing gets anything less than an NC-17 rating, it won’t work.  And I’m not saying I want to stare at a bunch of vag for 2 straight hours.  But there’s no way you can address the subject matter (insert any single liaison in the Red Room of Pain, for example) with a less strict rating.  See the worry?  Let us quit with this foolishness over the actors and take to the power of the internet to ensure that the Motion Picture Association of America rates this effer properly.  PRIORITIES people.

So I say, my Friends, make sure your vibrators have fresh batteries.  If the movie people get it right, these actors should leave us twitching in our theater seats.  (Um, that’s totally disgusting.  Never mind about the ratings.  Make it G.)

Narcissim at its finest - I couldn't have the other one be my only picture in this post.  So I found one of me with Mr. T. Grey.

FINAL NOTE: After Dakota Johnson was cast, Melanie Griffith tweeted her pride (at the bottom of this article) that her daughter would be playing “Anna” Steele.  WTF.  That did not help your cause with the die-hards out there who are already rioting.  I felt a family obligation to forgive the oversight (no I didn’t) (surely it was autocorrect?) but no one else will.  Good one.

July 11, 2013

The Pintester Movement 2.0: Modern Bun Re-Test

Posted by Ethne~

 
Hello Friends.  And if you’re fellow Pintestes, welcome to Wom-Mom!

It should come as no surprise to any of you that I love a good blog challenge. Lori and I have done quite a few of them on this blog, just check the ‘Popular Posts’ column over there on the right.  The best part about the Pintester Movement is that we’re only being challenged to mediocrity.  Ingenious. (Check out other Pintestes test es on her blog's Pintester Movement Category here.)

This time, our sage Pintester has challenged us to re-test things she’s already tested for us.  I took quite a while scrolling through her tests, picking just the thing to try for y’all today.  I share Pintester’s longing to achieve Pinterest perfection in all the beauty pins.  But what a joke!  No actual human can do this sh!t. (No offense to the lady who originally posted this hairstyle - the Modern Bun - from her blog, here, she seems nice.) 

The original - very classy.
Pintester - VERY CLASSY.

Pintester’s hair was too short, or something, for the Modern Bun when she tried it here.  It looks nothing like a bun.  Surely my hair, which is much longer, will be perfect?

Long, lifeless tresses.

I followed the directions from the original post EXACTLY.

High, loose ponytail
My ends look like straw, no?

And I looked effing ridiculous.  The bun part stuck up so high I looked like I had all of my Bumpits stacked one upon the other underneath it.

It's a golden shower.

I tried to bobby pin the pieces in the back, but my layers fell out all over the place anyway.

Serious.

Then the bun started falling apart.  Not even a whole can of AquaNet hairspray could save it.  Which I don’t have anyway.

Right.  One erect piece left.

It took me so long trying to take a picture with my phone that Shaun came to the bathroom door to ask if I was taking a deuce.  No, I’m doing a stupid hairstyle challenge for the blog, SHAUN (which is even more embarrassing to admit to my long-suffering husband).

I decided that the only thing left to do was to stick a pink shiny heart on my dimple, pretend I’m Amanda Bynes and take the best selfie I could.  "You're ugly!"

Nailed it.  PS, no, I do not normally have a double-chin.  PPS, Shaun asked me why I had a heart on my face when I came out of the bathroom.  Oh, you know, I'm fancy, or possibly pretending I have my cheek pierced.

July 5, 2013

Happy {belated} Birthday America!


Posted by Ethne~

Hello Friends!

I’m sure you missed us terribly yesterday.  That was totally my fault.  I was supposed to post but I slacked completely.  In part because we had family over and I was busy hosting for the 4th and in part because I had hemorrhoid surgery on Monday and my butt hurts.  This is all true.  Everyone thinks the latter is HILARIOUS except me, though I take it in my usual good humor and just swear a whole bunch.

We did have a nice 4th of July.  The girls sang ‘Happy Birthday’ to America, which I found precious.  We hung out outside almost all day (I on my butt donut), took lots of pictures, had a three-way fight over the control of music selection on the Sonos and watched our big city suburb’s pretty-darn-good fireworks display.

I hope you all had a nice Independence Day too.  I, for one, always remind myself of what a spectacular thing it is that our country won its independence.  For all the things each one of us disagrees with and gripes about, think of the things we enjoy and even take for granted.  Personally, I talk about just about whatever I want to on this blog, wear what I want and, as a girl, got to go to college.  (Of course, these are just 4 of a kazillion.) 

The Good Lord willing, my girls and their children after them will also be equally thankful and able to gripe.

If you get a chance, thank our servicemen and women and any law enforcement and firefighters you know for keeping us free and safe.  They rock.  And don’t drink and drive, k?

Here are a few pictures of our day:

Loving the parade!



A perfect day for water guns and the swimming pool
The neighbors love the shrieks I'm sure



Isn't that sweet?
 
Sport mode on the Rebel captured some cool hopscotch photos.
Easy Mac catching some air.
I even look infirm in this photo.  I assure you I am sitting on my donut.
Catching bubbles
The girls don't know that you can get REAL fireworks in other states (some neighbors do, which is cool).  For now, they think fountains are pretty cool.  And our suburb did a great job with the show, which we watched from our neighbor's yard.  LAZY. SLICK.











June 26, 2013

I'm always planning ahead. You're Welcome, Shaun.

Posted by Ethne~

Conversation between Shaun and me one morning:

Me: Honey, when I’m dead someday, please smash an alarm clock at my funeral.

Shaun: Humph [with wonderment].

Me: True, we’ll be old and get up at 5 a.m. anyway, but on principle.

Shaun: Whatever.

(He’s totally Christian Grey in the morning, *am I right*?)

June 19, 2013

My Child Got to Paris Before Me, Apparently.



Posted by Ethne~
I had two conversations with Easy Mac this week on the deck, eating dinner.  I’ve combined them for your reading pleasure. 
Me: We’re eating on a bistro table.
Easy Mac: A Paris bistro.
Me: Totally.
Me: Do you like the mac n cheese I made [homemade]?
Easy Mac: It’s better than soccer.  You are the best mom ever.
Me: Thanks honey.

June 7, 2013

I Ruin My Children's Self-Esteem Just by Walking.


Posted by Ethne~

Good Friday, my lovelies!

The following exchange took place between Easy Mac and me on Wednesday morning:

Easy Mac: Mommy, does my butt shake when I walk?

Me: No, your butt is perfect.

Easy Mac:  So it’s only grown women whose butts shake when they walk?

Me: [confounded silence]


This inspired the following text exchange between bff, Grizz, and me later that morning:

Me: Emma asked me this morning if her butt shook when she walked.  I said no, her butt is perfect.  She then said, “so it’s only grown women whose butts shake when they walk?”

Grizz:  Say she can look forward to that after 30 ;)

Me: And a kid… to deter her from teenage pregnancy.

Grizz:  Valid point!