Cutest. Picture. Ever

Seriously

LOOK AT THE BABY!!

I'm going to see her next week! Apparently she's loud and likes to stay up late. We should get along just fine.

Season Premiere of Dexter This Sunday

I worked in Water Tower yesterday to help out Mike & saw Showtime was staging some promotional things around the country. One of them was to dye the water in Buckingham Fountain red to promote Dexter. They weren't allowed to dye it, but they changed all the lights to get the effect. Pretty cool. Incidentally, I am getting pretty spoiled with my iPhone. Good camera. Deathly Hallows as I wander around the city. And I have a lovely new ringtone (P.Y.T). Sweet.

Cheesy vacation photos

Check out how we roll in Vegas

It was nice to take the photos other people take when they bring traffic to a halt in front of some building/statue/fountain. It made me giggle.

It's a Girl!!

So my little baby brother is a daddy. Craziness!! I have a new giant niece. I say giant because Molly is an itty bitty thing and this baby was decidedly not. After a checkup on Friday, the doctor decided they were going to deliver her on Saturday. The ultrasound was clocking her at about 11 lbs 3 oz. You can see Molly's bubble belly from a month ago:




In the end, Bailey was 9 lbs 1 oz and 20 inches long. In baby speak, I'm told that's a big'un. Then again, we all have giant heads so you'd think someone might have anticipated this. I mean really, look at the little Butterball in the picture with his big sis up there - and my lusterous hair. I'll be heading down to Bloomington early next week to visit (and make sure my supercool gift is getting some use). Look for lots and lots and lots of pictures then. It's my turn to be the doting aunt.

Half-Blood Prince

My friend Amy's husband, Scott always gives me the best news (apart from waiting for my little baby brother to tell me I'm an aunt again). He just clued me in that Jim Broadbent will be playing Horace Slughorn in the next HP film. That's an inspired bit of casting if I do say so myself.

Sick Puppy

6:30am phone calls are never good. We left Hannah with Joyce last night because we were out so late. She's been a little squirrelly since we moved, but think much of it. She got sick all over the house. So we took her to the emergency vet early this morning. She should be fine, she's just very dehydrated because she isn't keeping anything down. :*( Not to worry, we're picking her up tonight if all is well after her day of IV fluids. Oy.

Update: Hannah's staying overnight so they can watch her. She's well-hydrated now, but not so big on the eating. Joyce will pick her up tomorrow (and keep us posted in seperate, but identical phone calls I'm sure). All's well and I am officially ON VACATION!!

Alex Borstein, you're my hero

So we went to the 10pm show of Family Guy Live. If you get the opportunity, you must go. My face still hurts. They started with a 'greatest hit' montage playing to the Rocky Theme (Gonna Fly Now for the band geeks). Seth MacFarlane then introduced the rest of the cast - including Jon Benjamin who I love from Home Movies. He's joining as a convenience store owner who gives Chris a job. Everyone came out doing their signature character's voice. Alex Borstein (Chicago native) was rocking a Walter Peyton jersey and called Rex Grossman a retarded vagina. The night was off to a fantastic start. They read through the episode (with much improvisation) where Peter loses his fingers and we meet Brian's moronic girlfriend. Then a little song and dance (Peter & Lois Girffin singing an NC-17 rated version of You Don't Bring Me Flowers). It was gorgeous. Seeing Seth MacFarlane switching between Peter/Brian/Quagmire/ and of course Stewie was worth it alone. He also sang I Need a Jew. He was an amazing voice. Just outstanding. There was a lovely bit about the Gyllenhaals as well. We got treated to part of the Star Wars-themed season premiere, then a sad, pathetic question/answer period. People just ask stupid questions, but the whole night was great. I had a great time and Dave laughed as much as I did (even though it was way past his bedtime). If it is anywhere near you, go go go go go! You'll thank me, then we can make all kinds of inside jokes. (Shipoopi!)

But then I see things like this....

make me so happy!

Senior-itis

Or vacation-itis, I suppose. So far this week I've been enjoying the party in the back of my head that keeps chanting in an annoyingly sing-songy way, "Guess where I'll be on Monday! I don't care if you're a crabby poo face - I'm going to Vegas!!" Today it almost wasn't enough. I filled in at a different store today (in a neighborhood notorious for cranky, whiny, demanding and simply unpleasant people. A mother and her grown daughter who fit the bill stopped in about ten minutes before I closed, after spending about an hour in the store this past weekend. She was upset because the frame she just loooooved had been sold. Well, see here's the thing. If someone comes into my store and wants to give me money to buy something, I usually let them. Call me crazy. So her daughter starts in with the Seinfeld bit, "so you can take the reservation, but you can't hold the reservation." To which I reply, "If you choose to put money down, we'll be happy to hold it for as long as you like. You see, we do actually have to sell our product." Her response? Then you should have called me to see if I wanted them because I saw them first. If you really wanted them, you should have bought them when you saw them. But if we're going to sink to 3rd grade, then finders keepers, lady. People are so snarky and 'witty' when they know you are really limited in the responses you can make and remain employed.

Which makes me once again say: IF I ever become independently wealthy, I promise I will not quit working right away. I will wait for the most obnoxious, self-righteousy pompous blow hard to come in and I WILL get myself fired. It will be glorious to witness and I'll probably get a slanderous law suit out of it, but I will strike a blow for retail workers everywhere. I will be the Rosa Parks of retail!

So Aussies think Americans can't spell?

Well I hope to God you didn't see this:



I is so vary proud write now.

I could be wrong...

Ok, so now that I've read through His Dark Materials, I'm pretty excited about the Golden Compass movie (hoping like crazy that it's not another Eragon). But is it just me, or is the music at the very beginning of the trailer the background of the final world in Mario 3? You know the one, but just in case you don't:



(If I still had my Nintendo, I think I'd miss work for about a week. This is hella impressive. That's right. Hella)

How was your Labor Day?

"Well, um, actually a pretty nice little Saturday. We're going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath & Beyond, I don't know. I don't know if we'll have enough time. "

Yeah, switch that to a Monday and add in some laundry. Living the dream, kids. Living the dream. Why would you go to either of those places on a freaking holiday?? You would think I would know better. But at least we have welcome mats now so you can wipe your dirty, dirty feet.