Posted on December 26, 2004 by Aunt B.
The Butcher got a 3-D space projector for Christmas. If you turn off all the lights and turn on the projector, it will project a 3-D image of, say, the solar system on your ceiling. At which point, Mrs. Wigglebottom, sensing the imminent danger posed by our nearest planetary neighbors, will start growling and barking [...]
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Posted on December 25, 2004 by Aunt B.
When we were little, we used to get up very early to open presents on Christmas day. The tree was this hideous thing that looked like we’d stolen it from a car wash, but early on Christmas morning, with the lights twinkling and the music playing and the presents all under it, it was the [...]
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Posted on December 24, 2004 by Aunt B.
According to our neighbor, the large sheet of ice down our hill is the only ice left on the streets of Nashville. The Butcher’s car is, as I said, down at the end of the dead end. Some other tiny car is slid sideways in front of our place. The aforementioned neighbor was stuck at [...]
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Posted on December 24, 2004 by Aunt B.
As I watched the Butcher’s tiny car slide back down the hill for third time, I knew I was going to be carless once again. The Butcher’s car sits at the end of our dead end, pointing towards freedom, but too light to take anyone there. My car, though, model of German/American ingenuity (and Dodge’s [...]
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Posted on December 23, 2004 by Aunt B.
The dog cut herself on the grass and is leaving little blood spots all around the house. Thanks for nothing, ice storm.
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Posted on December 23, 2004 by Aunt B.
Well, though I only planned on going out today to get some toothpaste and cash a check, because I was going to do laundry and clean the kitchen, I can’t bring myself to do laundry or clean the kitchen, because I’m snowed in. The worst part is that I’m trapped by snow that doesn’t even [...]
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Posted on December 22, 2004 by Aunt B.
Today’s my last day in the office until after the new year, so I spent the afternoon downtown listening to Brenda Lee talk about recording “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree.” It was a riot, since she’s smart and funny and knows how to tell a good story. But the most interesting part of the afternoon [...]
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Posted on December 21, 2004 by Aunt B.
Sometimes, occasionally, not very often, but sometimes, I get bored with my TV boyfriend, Dan Abrams, and have to go in search of something else to watch while I eat dinner. Lately, I’ve been watching The Dog Whisperer on the National Geographic Channel. For those of you unfamiliar with the National Geographic Channel, their programming [...]
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Posted on December 20, 2004 by Aunt B.
The winter solstice occurs tomorrow at 4:42 a.m. It marks the shortest day of the year in the Northern Hemisphere and, logically, the longest night–the time when the sun seems farthest away from us. You often hear that various solstice celebrations are rooted in some deep fear that, if we don’t coax the sun back, [...]
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Posted on December 17, 2004 by Aunt B.
I am ruthlessly afraid of heights. No, I am not ruthless about my fear–at least not intentionally, though I apologize to Miss J. for squeezing her hand so tightly as we walked across those boulders in Rhode Island and to the Butcher who’s now had to twice guide me around the Old Stone Fort because, [...]
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Posted on December 17, 2004 by Aunt B.
Every once in a while someone will point something out to me in an off-handed way that then ruins my enjoyment of certain pop culture phenomenon. But why should I suffer alone? I now share the following: JC Chasez is what happens when Milhouse from The Simpsons grows up and gets contacts. I can no [...]
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Posted on December 15, 2004 by Aunt B.
Yesterday, Circuit Court Judge Ashley McKathan showed up in his south Alabama courtroom wearing a robe with the ten commandments embroidered on it. I’m a little intrigued–where does one get a robe with the ten commandments embroidered on it and is there time to order one for my dad, The Reverend?–and more than a little [...]
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Posted on December 15, 2004 by Aunt B.
Monday night, it was cold, but I thought that, if all the pets slept with me, it would be toasty warm and sleepable. This seemed like an especially good plan because the Butcher was at the football game and so I’d be going to bed before he even got home. (This reminds me that a [...]
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Posted on December 14, 2004 by Aunt B.
Oh, dear friends, today two new books arrived here at work. And they smell so good. If you are any kind of liberal arts yahoo, nothing you do has much effect on the physical world, except for books. Liberal arts majors make books and when we do, they come out of the box and into [...]
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Posted on December 13, 2004 by Aunt B.
Apparently, the Super Genius is also having car problems, which got me thinking about how much car problems suck, and not just for the obvious reasons–money, inconvenience, etc. Ford Motor Company incorporated in 1903, came out with the Model T in 1908, and began to mass produce cars in 1913, which made cars affordable. In [...]
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Posted on December 13, 2004 by Aunt B.
argh… Blogger ate my whole post The point of which was that though the Professor and I were smart enough to tie up her muffler, we were not smart enough to jack up her car and retie it once it fell down again. Also, to say that every man I talked to yesterday or today–my [...]
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Posted on December 13, 2004 by Aunt B.
So, on Friday, I invited the Professor over for chili. The Butcher was supposed to go grocery shopping for the much-needed ingredients, but he forgot the list. We decided that was fine, he’d just go after work and we’d have a very late supper. This is also fine. Though I usually go to bed at [...]
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Posted on December 10, 2004 by Aunt B.
The Butcher cooked chicken for me Wednesday night and the best pot roast ever last night. I just had to brag. A day will come when he also learns the art of the side dish and that man will be unstoppable. Marry him while you can, girls! (Or move him to Massachusetts, and marry him [...]
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Posted on December 9, 2004 by Aunt B.
Speaking of the 101st has got me thinking of sad songs (hang with me, you’ll see the connection in a second). I love to sing, though I’m not very good at it. I love to sing in the shower. I love to sing along with the radio. I love to make up songs to sing [...]
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Posted on December 8, 2004 by Aunt B.
For a town heavily reliant on tourism dollars, Nashville sure hates tourists. How much does Nashville hate tourists? Enough that we’ve developed a whole industry–country music–solely to encourage tourists to identify themselves by wearing silly hats and boots (thinking it will make them more authentically country), so that we can spot them from a distance [...]
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Posted on December 7, 2004 by Aunt B.
Yesterday, I encountered hobbits, twice. The first incident was at the retirement party for the man who hired me here. During his going-away speech, he gave Bilbo’s going-away speech, which is, as follows: “I don’t know half of you as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as [...]
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Posted on December 6, 2004 by Aunt B.
So, the old couch is still sitting outside near the street because the Butcher felt it was only his responsibility to get it out of the house and not out of our lives. So, today, in the midst of doing actual work, I also called around to see who will pick up a couch and [...]
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Posted on December 5, 2004 by Aunt B.
Last night the Professor and I went to see the Rising Star Fife and Drum Band, who were opening for the North Mississippi All-Stars. It was tremendous, these three guys from Senatobia, Mississippi –two playing snare and one on the base drum winding their way through the crowd playing old marching cadences they learned from [...]
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Posted on December 5, 2004 by Aunt B.
Sadly, I went to the going-away party for the guy down the hall on Friday. This reduces the number of people I can go to lunch with who don’t work with me by a third. So, I’m bummed. Not that I don’t like the people that I work with, of course. It’s just that some [...]
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Posted on December 2, 2004 by Aunt B.
I love Dolf Lundgren. I have since his stint as an evil robot in Universal Soldier (though, to be fair, he pretty much plays some kind of robot in all his movies, because the boy cannot act). Tall, handsome, brilliant… I just can’t resist him. However, yesterday, as we were laying on the new green [...]
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