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Celebrity Dad Faceoff 2.0

Friday, February 19th, 2010
By Glinda

Oh Clive, you came close.  Oh so very close, but lost by nine percentage points in the last few days of voting.

I hereby declare Hugh Laurie a permanent resident of the Celebrity Dad Faceoff Hall of Fame, which is graced by many a man I wouldn’t mind meeting up for drinks.  Uh, if I wasn’t married, of course.

I’m going to carry on with my British theme today, because really, it makes it so much easier when I have a theme of some kind.  Easier for me, anyway.

So today I’m throwing one known cad, and one guy who only recently is rumored to be cad-ish, although I surely hope it was all some sort of misunderstanding.

ewan-mcgregor-in-kilt

VERSUS

 jude law

And for some extra fun, take this quiz: Which hot British actor fits you?


Detention Notice

Thursday, February 18th, 2010
By Glinda

detention notice


First the Heels, and Now This…

Wednesday, February 17th, 2010
By Glinda

kaite holmes suri and tom cruise

It seems that Suri has a smaller version of her mother’s Ferragamo “Sofia” bag, which retails for around $850.

Now picture Glinda in the baby aisle at Target, wrestling with the decision to buy some five dollar barettes for the Munchkinette’s long (her bangs are in her eyes!) and unruly hair.

Obviously, Katie and I reside in two very different worlds.

But for what it’s worth, I have some advice for fellow mom Katie Holmes. This is advice I learned about the hard way, although not with something as expensive as that purse. However, the lesson is the same.

Never trust a preschooler with anything worth over twenty bucks.

The more expensive an item is, the more likely it will be dropped in the mud/given to the dog/ripped/lost.

Something like a rock they found at the park, though, will be treasured beyond measure.


He’s With the Band

Tuesday, February 16th, 2010
By Glinda

Billy Ray Burton Helena Bonham Carter


Monday Teeny Poll

Monday, February 15th, 2010
By Glinda

Chinese paramilitary heart

We’ve got a bunch of dual-purpose washers in here, as fifty percent of you said you are fine with a bath or a shower, it all depends. But another large chunk of you, thirty eight percent, were fairly rabidly anti-bath. This verifies what I’ve seen before, that people who dislike baths really dislike baths. Me? I mostly take showers, but I’ve been known to take a bath or three.

Today I’m a day late, but only fifty cents short on a Valentine’s Day poll.


Celebrity Dad Faceoff 2.0

Friday, February 12th, 2010
By Glinda

Well, it was a a bit of a squeaker, but Hugh Laurie managed to beat Colin Firth by thirteen percentage points, which is the closest anyone has come so far to knocking him out.

I’ve got another Brit for you today, and I think Mr. Laurie might enter the CDF Hall of Fame if he beats this guy.

Hugh Laurie

VERSUS

Clive Owen


Sleep is for the Weak

Thursday, February 11th, 2010
By Glinda

tired-woman

Let it be stated for the record that I would be one of the first to be thinned from the herd.

One thing about having your children born so far apart is that you pretty much have totally forgotten what it’s like to take care of an infant. 

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

Oh, there might be times leading up to the birth where your mind sort of has a flash of memory of walking around feeling like a participant on Celebrity Rehab,  but due to the biological imperative that man procreate, the memory is brief and somewhat hallucinatory.  Then you think to yourself, oh, it will be better this time.

Hardee. Har. Har. 

I will be thirty-nine next month, and I looked at my husband and claimed that we (meaning, of course, I) were too old for this kind of stuff.  In my twenties, I could easily operate on four or so hours of sleep.   But now my ancient carcass needs more than that.  I also have another child who needs annoying things like lunch for school and clean clothes, which makes for even less rest.  I don’t know how people who have multiple kids under five do it.  My hat is off to them, although I’m sure they’d rather me give them a pillow.

What doesn’t make it any easier is that all of my favorite shows are currently in new seasons, so there are days when I have to wrestle with watching the new episode of Lost or a half hour of sleep.  Thank the gods for DVR, that’s all I have to say.

Now if you’ll excusce me, I’m going to stop writing and take a damn nap.


Things I Hate: The “Womb Box”

Wednesday, February 10th, 2010
By Glinda

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Yes, there is yet another wave of products on the ever-increasing baby market that claim to make your child smarter, even in utero!

They are being dubbed “womb boxes” and for some strange reason, parents are falling into the trap of technology=better. Some are beaming in classical music, while others like Sheila and Ian Savage simply feel that their voices are “too muffled” for the baby to hear them without amplification.

Say what?

There is one parent quoted in the article who piped Mozart to her unborn sons, and they wound up becoming successful professional musicians.  But the article also states that the father is a professional musician as well, so I’m guessing it’s not a stretch that there is musical talent running in the family, regardless of their appreciation of Eine Kleine Nachtmusik at 30 weeks gestation.

Actually, there is a quote from a physician that perfectly expresses how I feel:

“This could be a hindrance to a baby’s sleep cycle,” says Dr. David Cabbad, a pediatrician at the Brooklyn Hospital Center.

“Why don’t we just let the baby develop normally in utero? Let him hear the father screaming at the mother, the TV, the phone ringing, and then when he gets out let him deal with that. It’s not natural. They’re in a womb, a protected atmosphere. Now you’re going to give them outside interference? Why don’t we give them a cellphone, too?”









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