My New Addiction and a Future Jedi

Over the holidays I was introduced to and became obsessed with two new things: Words with Friends and I can’t believe I’m about to say this - Star Wars.  My interest in Words with Friends is fading, mostly because I’m constantly getting my ass kicked my Assman. However, my addiction to Star Wars has steadily increased. 

For quite some time now, Assman has been trying to convince me to watch Star Wars, however, I have always been reluctant.  But, I thought maybe the boys would enjoy it, so one night I rented Episode IV, made some popcorn and sat down with all my boys to watch something I was sure that I was not going to like in the least. Imagine my surprise when I found myself actually enjoying the movie! The next day I returned IV and rented V.  We watched all of them over the holiday break. And now, I must admit, I’m into it as much as the boys are - maybe even a little more!

The little monsters absolutely love Star Wars and I love listening to them explain to their friends and family everything they have learned about the characters. Most of all I’m really excited that they are finally getting into something other than SpongeBob!

Porkchop may tell you his favorite guy is Obi Wan Kenobi (I think he just likes saying his name!), but he walks around the house, slightly hunched over with a fake cane saying “Mmm, Master Yoda I am.” I’m pretty sure he thinks that he is a Jedi and that the mall play area is his Jedi training camp.  He runs around and will spontaneously break into a summersault and then quickly jump on a tree stump, all the while telling me and everyone else around him that those are his Jedi tricks.

Hambone claims his favorite is Luke Skywalker, yet when they have light saber duels (sometimes its hard to tell if they are pretend or real) he seems to like the sith characters. And at the end of the week when it’s time for him to pick his weekly figurine for doing his chores, he usually gravitates towards the storm troopers or other bad guys.

I’m having a hard time picking a favorite.  I like Yoda because he’s little like me.  Don’t think for a minute because he’s old and small that he will be an easy target. If backed into a corner, a force to reckon with he will become! And I love the way he talks. But I also like Chewie, R2-D2, Jar Jar Binks and Padme. I feel for Anakin because his decisions seem to be made out of love, yet they bring him horrible consequences.

Not surprising to me, Assman’s favorite character seems to be Darth Vader (after all, I have been trying to bring him back from the dark side for almost 12 years now!) Which is why it would be far more fitting for me to set the Imperial March ringtone to my phone for when he calls me, instead of the other way around.  Still, I do find it slightly amusing that he has it for me. See honey, I DO have a sense of humor!

The one downside is that since watching the movies, not a day goes by that I don’t hear zzzoooooom (you will have to insert your own light saber sound effect here).  Everything turns into a light saber duel with the adorable monsters.  Saying something to them as simple as “Put your shoes on boys” causes them to jump up, point their light saber of a finger at me and start with the zzzoooom, zzzzoooom. Created some monsters I have done, yes.

Until next time, try something you think you don’t like, because who knows, it may become your next addiction – and don’t forget to live, laugh, love!

xoxo

A Heck of a Valentine

A few months ago I asked Assman which T.V. family he thought our parenting most resembled.  Out of all the families out there he said the Hecks from The Middle.  I couldn’t believe it.  No way do we resemble that family - I love the show, but they are flat out crazy. Then I watched last weeks show about Valentines Day. And I realized, OMG, he is right!!! We are totally the Hecks and here is just a glimpse of why. 

Last week I made a comment about how I thought it was totally crazy that kids could not get away with just passing out a valentines day card at school without a piece of candy attached to it. (Not wanting my kid to become a social outcast we taped suckers to the cards.)  If you watched the show, then remember the grocery store scene where the mom bumps into her friends and makes that same comment!!

On the show, the Hecks, after a comical discussion, ultimately decide to not waste money on buying cards, and to stay home, order in food and watch TV in separate rooms.  Odd that we had already decided to not buy cards either (instead, we used construction paper and markers!)

However, the Hecks had a change of plans in that they decided to go out to dinner with two other couples. I will probably make dinner, just like every other night, and then go to the PTA meeting. Yes, I know, very romantic.

On the show, at dinner one of the husbands buys his wife a rose from the flower pusher, I mean peddler and the wives are oohing and ahhing. The other husband follows suit and buys one for his wife, oohs and ahhs follow and then the pusher comes to Mr. Heck and he, most likely remembering their earlier conversations about not making a big deal on Valentines day says “Oh, no thank you, we’re good”.  Mrs. Heck looks all disappointed because she was sure he was going to follow suit and buy her one.  And then later she gave him hell for not getting her one. I’m only slightly ashamed to admit it, but I so would have done that too. If we were out by ourselves, I wouldn’t have wanted him to buy one (I mean that’s another beer I could have had instead, right? Don’t get me wrong I LOVE flowers, one of my favorite jobs was working in the flower shop/greenhouse, which by the way I would love to own one day and I LOVE gardening! I just would rather him come home on a random day with a bunch of flowers [which he does sometimes, because he’s good like that!]) However, if we are out with our friends and their husbands have all bought their wives one, and I’m the only one that did not get one, I would be disappointed too. Petty I know.

Throughout the show, the sons are working on a report about a Valentine Day they have experienced. The youngest one, having not yet experiencing a significant one, chose to write about his parents and how even though they are by no means your ideal romantics, he points out all the different ways that he notices how they show their love for one another in little ways throughout the year.  That’s pretty much how we are too, so, I will finally admit it, we are the Hecks. 

Fat chance in me ever getting a surprise Valentine serenade by Assman while I’m hosting my own TV show like Sherri’s husband did today on the View? (I feel the need to point out that one: I do not normally like the View, mostly because these ladies just talk over one another about nothing and I can’t make out anything that they are saying and two: I leave the TV on for background noise and it just happened to be on as I was walking by while busting my butt cleaning, because I’m retired and that’s apparently what retired people do J!) And that’s perfectly fine with me, because instead, I woke up to lots of Valentine pecks from my Porkchop, who after everyone got out of bed told me, “Don’t worry Mommy, I will stay here in bed and cuddle with you for a little more.” And I will receive two of the sweetest homemade cards from both little adorable monsters. And I will get a romantic pat on the butt and a sweet kiss from Assman. And then right on cue, everyone will forget it’s Valentines Day and jump into the normal everyday routine. I’ll stop right here and spare you the horrific details of how the next 30 minutes went. I’ll just let you know it consisted of Porkchop screaming and yelling all the way to school just because it was time to put his boots and coat on. Why should Valentines Day be different than any other day? 

Until next time, I hope you have a Happy Valentines Day and don’t forget to live, laugh and love with your someone or something special!

xoxo