Bunnies Broke Up

Chad secretly recorded Ilsa singing this extemporaneous song about bunnies breaking up. It is a bit long, but watch until the end. We can't stop laughing.

was this planned?

Found here.

royal wedding recap

I'm sure there is very little to add that hasn't been said: lovely bride, gorgeous dress, happy groom, cool carriages, handsome military men, pomp, Anglophenia Overload...

I wrote out the following blog post, but forgot to make it live :)-
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It's 5:04 am here. I got up at 4:45 to watch live streaming on BBC. 

Watching the guests arrive...

Love their musical choices for the arrival of the guests. The ensemble is playing a particularly lovely arrangement of Greensleeves right now. Beautiful. 

This Anglophile is in a state of Anglophelia Ecstasy...

THE PRINCES JUST ARRIVED!!!! Squeee!!! I feel like I'm 11 again, watching the wedding of Charles and Diana!

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I'm back... it is now 8:13 am. I went upstairs at 5:45 and woke up Ingrid so that she could make a memory :)  She was pretty groggy, but woke up quickly. She wasn't quite as interested as I thought she would be. She is only 7 after all. But she had a lot of questions: 

"Why can't the people in the church see the wedding?" 
"Why are the bridesmaids so little?" 
"Why are they kneeling?" 
"What's with all of those huge hats? They are getting in the way." 
"Why didn't the Prince and Princess kiss each other after they got married?" 
Then a declaration: "But I wanted to marry Prince William!"

Post-wedding reflections:

Glad to see Kate wearing such a beautiful, classic and cathedral-appropriate dress. Stunning. Perfect. Memorable. Timeless.

The order of service was lovely. Beautiful Bible readings. Perfect hymns. Loved the John Rutter anthem written for the occasion. (I'm a choral music snob.)

I don't understand all British traditions. Why would Prince William wear the uniform (even honorarily) of an Irish Guard colonel when he is neither a colonel nor in the Irish Guard, but in the RAF? British friends, please explain. Not that he didn't look spectacular, though.

Well, off to take Ingrid to school. I'm sure she'll be dozey today. I don't care. This will be one of those memories of a lifetime, even if she doesn't think so right now.

Royal Wedding - sort of...

I know it's everywhere, but this made me smile...

I didn't know Sally Forth was a Whovian...

My friend Molly sent this to me. Ha ha ha! Click to read...

Buzz Lightyear vs. Dalek

Publish Post

Found this quite humorous. Watch to the very end to see who is supreme.

Ilsa sings and plays music from Doctor Who

I guess my love of all things Who has rubbed off on Ilsa...

It's hard to recognize, but she is singing the Doctor Who theme song, and playing a song from the 5th season of Doctor Who.

Catherine Tate - the offensive translator

I can't stop watching this. This character that Catherine Tate plays on her sketch comedy show always volunteers for stuff she can't do - helping out a friend practice her tennis game, fill in on a curling team, etc... "I can do that!" just flies out of her mouth -- she can't say no.

The first time Chad and I watched this, I fell off of the couch that I was laughing so hard.

very sophisticated humor

Ilsa found out she can stuff her "stuffy" pillow into her pants. Nothing has ever made her laugh so hard. Ever. I don't know that I've ever seen Chad laugh so hard, either. Definitely not the most sophisticated humor... but very, very funny.

Robin Hood was here

There is trouble afoot in Sherwood Forest (literally...this neighborhood is called Sherwood Hall). HA! Found this walking on the way to school this morning. Alas, Jonas Armstrong did not jump out from behind the tree...

PS this is my first ever mobile blog post!

what Ingrid learned at school this week...

"Boys go to Jupiter

To get more stupider."

And the second verse which we came up with at home:

"Girls go to Mars

To eat candy bars."

I tried to explain the grammatical error of her first poem, but she didn't think that my grammatically correct version had the same ring:

"Boys go to Jupiter

To get stupider."

And then Chad had to chime and tell her that if girls went to Mars too often to eat candy bars, that they, in fact, were the stupider ones because they would have to go on a diet.

recycling

What do you do when your favorite tights get holes in the knees? You take them to Daddy of course, for garment modification.

"Daddy, how do I tape them back together?"

"You don't, Ilsa. But look! Now you have a pair of bike shorts, socks or wait! You could even wear them as arm warmers!"

And then with further modification, you get slippers.

haven't seen any Cat-Nurse-Nuns...yet...

Haven't seen any Cat-Nurse-Nuns...yet...

In the midst of Chad's very serious medical situation, I did find a moment of humor while sitting in the ER waiting room watching the hospital info-channel loop over and over again. Doctor Who fans will understand...

The Doctor would be sooooooo pleased!

one dream I hope doesn't come true.

Last night Ingrid dreamed I had 200,000 babies, well toddlers because they could talk a bit. They were all being mean to her, so she told them to, "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" They didn't stop, so she hid them in the closet. That must've been a big closet.

barbie tells her side of the story

Interviewer: So, tell us Barbie, what was it really like to sit like a statue on top of a cake for 8 hours. Did you feel...used? Abused?

Barbie: Oh yes, Barbara, I did. I felt used, humiliated, less than...plastic. It was the most horrible experience of my of my entire life. (Dabbing her eyes...) There I was sitting on that horrid fondant-covered cake. Not even frosting! It was hard and smooth. No cush for my bony tush.

And then, all of these little 7 year old girls just started...STARING. It was humiliating. And then this woman with really short hair came and placed these flaming torches right next to my flipper. I...I...I thought my hair was going to catch on fire. I was TERRIFYING. (Breaks down sobbing...) And then, finally, she pulled me off of the cake, just cast me aside without even a thank you.

Just a thank you. That's all I wanted.

Just...a...thank you... (Voice trailing off, eyes cast downward...)

Interviewer: I'm so, so sorry that you had to suffer this humiliation, Barbie.

And to all of you watching this story. Maybe Barbie's bravery in the telling of her tale of humiliation will be a wake-up call about the serious topic of birthday-cake abuse.

sing a dirge...again

Mr. T/Hamlet/The Doctor has died. T-H-D was the last of the original four fish purchased Thanksgiving weekend. (T-H-D is the fish on the left with the black tail.)

Mr. T must've gotten into one fight too many.

Hamlet, well, everybody does die in the end.

The Doctor must've been too gravely injured to regenerate.

Or maybe the fish died out of confusion -- three names may've been too many for its little tiny brain to handle.

next gen VW beetle!

I guess I'm on a VW kick... I just love when the beetle launches herself (Ilsa says she's a girl) off of the "cliff"...

use the force!

I know this is everywhere right now, but I just can't get enough of this ad. We aren't football fans so we didn't watch the Superbowl. I found the video over on Tim Challies's website.

Oh, and by the way, I am not endorsing the other Superbowl commercials that follow this one if you happen to activate the "view in YouTube" option. Some are downright nasty. I'm no prude, but I wouldn't let the girls click the link to view the other ones. Even the Pepsi one was suggestive.

do sleestaks commute by bicycle?

Mr. BikeMan is looking for a new pair of winter biking gloves.

Am I the only one who thinks they look like they would fit a Sleestak?

upgraded

It's only been a little less than three months since we set up our fishtank, and we have fallen so in love with fish that Mr. BikeMan decided on the spur of the moment yesterday on the way home from church to upgrade the tank - more than doubling the size from the small 4 gallon to a much larger 10 gallon.

We also purchased some new fish to add to the collection. Of course, we've named them Whovian names:

We have two of these silverbacks who are Cyberman One and Two.

The orange guppy with the red tail on top is Bad Wolf. Below her are Rose Tyler, Jackie Tyler and Donna. They apparently are being chased by a few Daleks.

We have six tetra: three are specifically named Dalek Caan, Dalek Sek and the Supreme Dalek.

Can't tell 'em apart of course.

The new kingdom. Notice that it is defended. (He's camouflaged.)

Mr. BikeMan was a little offended that we had changed Hamlet's name in the first place from Mister T (because of his black tail -- looks like a mohawk) and then last week we re-named him, a second time, as the Doctor. I'm sure that the girls will continue to call him Doctor, but to Mr. BikeMan, he'll always be Mister T.