Muppets

Jim Henson is a genius. I spent a couple of hour last night watching old Muppet Shows. I can't believe how much is in them that I completely missed watching it when I was 7, or however old I was. Muppets will always have a special place in my heart - every Saturday night was Muppets night in my house. We'd eat dinner, then my Dad would make popcorn most weeks, and we'd all settle in to watch the Muppet Show as a family. That was pretty rare, my Mom wasn't much of a television fan, so we didn't do much tv as a group.

There was a lot of stuff like that my Mom didn't do. Lots and lots of my fun memories from being a kid is of doing things, or taking trips with my siblings and my Dad, but no Mom. Now that I'm a mom, I can partly understand why that was - since she stayed home with us kids, the only time she had any time to herself was when my Dad would take us kids off her hands. While I understand why she treasured her time alone so greatly, I don't think I want to do that. As much as I want the time to myself, I think I want to be a part of the fun things in my little one's life.

And now, because I can, I have to inflict one more really cute Widget pic on y'all.

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Here is your analysis:

YOUR IDEAL MATE is calm and reliable.

ABOUT YOUR WISH: You enjoy eating and sleeping more than anything else.

YOUR ATTITUDES TOWARDS SUCCESS: You are in despair about your lack of success.

YOUR ATTITUDES TOWARDS SOCIETY: Joy and sorrow are a pair. There are always ups and downs.

ABOUT YOUR PERSONALITY: You are sincere and optimistic.


Almost right. Except perhaps the personality part.

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Sorry, the below came from this silly little test. I'm surprised how right it was. Except for the silly part about me being an optimist. That's almost laughable.

Wiley left this morning, I took him up to the airport to get his rental car. I always think I'm not going to miss him, then end up wandering around the house at loose ends because I have no one to talk to. And this time, I can't even fill all my time with plans, and going out because I have to be home at night for little widget. That's what I used to do - take advantage of Wiley gone time to go out and have fun without having to worry about coming home, or meeting anyone else's expectations. Now I have the Queen of Expectations to please, so no gallivanting about for me.

I shouldn't even feel lovely, Carrie came over today, and we hung out all afternoon and evening, and Elisa will be here to help with the baby every day this week. But there's something about the routine disrupted, the empty bed, the lack of conversation (and of smooches!) that makes me feel really alone. It's not even the big things, just the little conversation - plans for bedtime, who's going to feed the cats, does the dishwasher need to be run tonight? It's so mundane, but it really is what makes up a life together. And that's the stuff that I miss.

Oh well, he'll be home soon enough.

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Please please please please let the Diamondbacks win tonight. I don't even care about them, I just want *SOMEONE* to beat the Yankees. Please? That's not too much to ask, is it? I can't even watch.

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To paraphrase a friend...

WHO'S GODDAMN DICK DO I HAVE TO SUCK TO BEAT THE MOTHER-FUCKING YANKEES?!?!?

*sigh* I knew I shouldn't have watched. I'm going to bed.