– Last week some friends came over to play Star Trek: TNG VCR board game A Klingon Challenge, an epic thrift store score we found while thrifting props for Anthony’s party. We did happen to have a VCR but we hadn’t tried it to see if it was functional in a long, long time. I can’t even remember how long, actually, but I’m pretty sure we used it at least once since we moved to this house in 2005. Since we weren’t sure and we didn’t want to risk our precious tape on a whim we tried an old kung fu movie we had hanging around and it promptly became jammed and worthless. Of course. Not to be daunted our friends found the contents of the tape on YouTube which is even better than a working VCR because that means anyone with the game and access to YouTube can play it. The game was super fast-paced and fun but the servers on YouTube must have been having some sort of fit because about three minutes away from the end of the game (it’s timed) the video jammed and also became worthless. Ha. Ha. Ha. We had a great time despite the hiccup at the end and can’t wait to play it again. To get an idea of how a VCR-integrated board game works (THE FUTURE IS NOW!), you can check out this hilarious but utterly NSFW video by Beer & Boardgames.
– The good news is my Crohn’s seems to have settled down somewhat but the bad news is the ribs on my right side are nothing but a firey pit of red hot pain nearly all of the time.
– Because Anthony and I are somewhat crazy, we hosted a slumber party with two of Anthony’s cousins, aged 5 and 6, this last weekend. Isobel has been begging us to do this for half a year now, and we realized that with the imminent birth of her baby brother, and Anthony’s health being such that he is revving up into full-time job-hunting again, this is the last time we will have an opportunity like this for a long time. Isobel’s birthday is at the beginning of April, so we considered this to be sort of a present to her as well as using it to indulge her a bit before the inevitable shift in our attention. We picked them up before lunch on Saturday and didn’t drop them off until 3:30 (Superbowl kickoff time) the next day. That was over 24 hours of girl cousin sleepover fun, which, frankly, was too much for me. I would have been happy to drop them off after serving them pink sprinkle pancakes for breakfast and working on our Valentine bag craft. Anthony and I were both exhausted, but he agreed to keep them for so long specifically to give his family a break from them, so while it wasn’t my preferred option, I agreed. Anthony has offered countless support to my family and I’m only happy to return the favor. We had a lot of fun with them and made sure to plan a lot of activities to keep them busy, so I’m definitely looking forward to doing this again–provided we take them home after breakfast the next day.
– One of the benefits of having the cousins over is that we let them each pick a cartoon to watch before bed. Anthony and I have been trying to convince Isobel to watch the Powerpuff Girls for ages but she was never interested. Her older cousin is a huge Powerpuff fan and that was her selection. Isobel is now hooked and Anthony and I couldn’t be happier. Enough time has passed since we first watched them that we don’t remember them all that well so it’s like having a bunch of new episodes to watch. We probably still love the show more than Isobel does, but we’re happy she’s enjoying it nonetheless.
– One of the cousins saw the old school Mario cartoon and requested we watch that. She loved playing one of the Mario games (I can’t remember which off the top of my head), so she was very excited to see the cartoon. Once it started the other cousin piped up THIS IS SCARY and all of them sort of watched it in a stunned silence. I’m not sure if they loved it or hated it or were fascinated or terrified. The only thing I know for sure is that instances of Anthony and I saying WELL EXCUUUUUUUSE ME, PRINCESS are up 100%.
– The Super Bowl also happened last week. I guess that was a thing.
– We still have the archery targets set up from Anthony’s party and it’s so much fun to go out in the backyard once or twice a day and shoot off a couple rounds of arrows. We all enjoy it, even Isobel, who’s steadily improving. I fell in love with archery myself when we had a unit on it in PE at school. I’m not fantastic, but I’m not that bad, either, which is pretty funny since I’ve worn glasses since Kindergarten and have arms like wet spaghetti noodles. I’m getting better, though.
– Lately Isobel has been into trying to figure out what’s “boy stuff” and what’s “girl stuff.” This is a challenge for us because we really want to impress upon her the idea that anyone can like anything regardless of sex and gender. I feel like this is extra tough for us because I love things that are traditionally considered feminine. I love cooking and sewing and making crafts and taking care of kids and running a home. I’m not in any way athletic (though if I didn’t have healthy problems I’d be way more physically active), nor do I have an interest in cars or mechanics or a lot of other traditionally “macho” pursuits. I stay home and Anthony is a breadwinner. He loves to work out and be active and can’t cook worth a damn. This is how our brains naturally arranged ourselves and how we truly are, and we’re trying to let her know that this is us but this isn’t everyone and that is just wonderful because we need people of all sorts of different types and styles and interests to keep our communities strong. Isobel wanted to sew the other day and I was surprised when she turned to Anthony and I and said, “Sewing is a girls thing. It’s only for girls. Boys don’t like it.” Anthony and I looked at each other, and he promptly sat down and said, “That’s not true, Isobel. I’d love to learn to sew. Can you teach me?” He sat at the table sewing with her for about an hour so she could see boys enjoyed sewing, too. We also talked about male friends that we have who sew, and after sharing this on Instagram several internet pals shared photos and stories of their boys sewing and one even showed an example of their sons’ embroidery, which he, along with all his classmates, boy and girl, learned to do in school.
– Also, and I think this goes without saying, Anthony is a fucking awesome father.
– We are still making fairy houses like mad over here.
My Unruly Garden: Winter. An update on my garden during the weirdest winter in history.
Sponsor Spotlight: Little Big Bazaar. Such vintage. So handmade. Wow.
Follow Friday: He Sure Plays a Mean Pinball. The funniest tweets paired with photos from our trip to the Pacific Pinball Museum.
Scrapbook: New Year’s Day Ice Skating with Chris & Jenn. I think it’s good luck to try new things on the first day of a new year.
Snapshot 01.29.14. Birthday aftermath and a gorgeous handmade quilt.
Little Big Kitchen: D&D Party Tavern Food. That thing where you find a whole roast chicken on the ground while adventuring.
Thrifted Maternity Closet: Week 30. Taking squirrel fashion to new heights.
Scrapbook: Home Life. Ten photos of home.
How to walk on ice. I’ve lived in a mild climate my whole life, so I’ve never learned how to do this. I have a friend in the area who lived in Sapporo, Japan for awhile and he said that while he teetered uncomfortably on icy sidewalks Japanese women in high heels would speed past at a brisk pace. Via geekandahalf
Random Map Generator. This is awesome.
California may have hit its driest point in 500 years. Terrifying. Via spiritandhaven
This phone case. There are no words. Via Stefanie
Bat Country: My Cat Takes a Pacifier. Oh, god, I totally forgot about this. Can’t wait to experience this again! Also, bottle nipples. He was crazy for bottle nipples.
Help I Am Trapped In My Ski Jacket. Damn, I love that jacket. The late 70s-early 80s was a great time for ski wear fashion
Reuse Roundup: Toy Storage, or, The Saga That Never Ends. This is going to be even more fun with two kids, isn’t it?
Scrapbook: Anthony’s Birthday. Various photos of a man throughout the years whom I refer to as “sweetie,” “darling” and f#$@ bot.