Live Together, Die Alone (But He Didn’t!)

September 8, 2013

I finally finished the entire Lost series, and I have to say, I didn’t expect the ending to be so incredibly moving. No, seriously.

But now, every time I think of Sun and Jin, I want to cry! What’s THAT about? And don’t even get me started on Locke.

Oh, crap. No, I just have a little something in my eye, I swear. (Shut up.)

I hate submarines!

I’m sure I’ll be able to formulate a more coherent narrative of my thoughts at some point, once I’m able to finally let go of the feelings swirling about in my brain, of loss and pain, of eternal love, of forgiveness and redemption… But for now, I’ll just focus on the last frame of that final scene, the very last moment, and try to believe.

Everything’s gonna be okay.

Stepping Up – It’s Still Strange

July 31, 2013

I know that I’ve mentioned this a few times (like here and here), and I’ve been known to wax eloquent on the general trippiness of moving staircases, but that is only because they kind of freak me out. Sometimes. It happens all sudden-like, is all I’m saying, and then I’m like, DUDE. And then I’m all, escalators are weird.

Like today.

I can’t help it! I mean, moving walkways I totally get. When I’m at the airport I am always on the lookout for those bad boys, and I drag my kiddos along (“pass on the left!”), even if there’s the option for a shuttle, because it’s like I’ve got super powers that allow me to walk faster than all those poor suckers walking next to me on the normal walkway… without even expending any extra energy. I know, right?!

That is way cool.

Yep. So I’m just breezing by, all wooosh! So long, suckahs! Except I don’t actually gloat out loud or anything because that would be wrong and set a bad example for the children. But obviously I’m talking smack to the regular folks in my mind. You know, because of my super speediness and whatnot?

And despite the faint discombobulation I inevitably experience as I step off the walkway– you know, when the ground is suddenly still, stealing my momentum, but my body, nay, my very soul, is still moving forward, ever forward, in superhero light speed mode?– that split second of unbalance is so worth it for those few moments of (totally age-appropriate) fun!

So, yeah. I love me some moving walkways! Escalators, not so much.

Come on. Where’s the joy in passing people who are standing still? Huh? HUH?! Nowhere, that’s where! No joy! Utterly joyless, are escalators! And the people on the escalators, who aren’t moving, who aren’t stepping up, who are content to stand to the right– eyes glazed over or glued to a smartphone screen– and let unseen forces propel them towards their destination, well, they kind of freak me out, too. And I want to sprint up the escalator– ON MY OWN TERMS, damn it!– and stand at the top, where I can laugh with reckless abandon and shake my fist at the gods of hydraulic lift who DARED to think I was theirs to control! Unless that is a totally weird thing to want and/or think, in which case I am totally kidding, GOSH.

Anyway, I’m just saying. Escalators? Still strange.

 

The Drive-by Randomness Gene Mystery

May 21, 2013

TD: “Mom, can you help me make holi dye?”

TGIM: “Son, you can’t murder Holly! That would be wrong.”

Who passed on the quirky drive-by randomness gene? Mystery solved.

Everyone Hides Something

July 15, 2012

You know how sometimes you hear a seemingly throwaway quote– a line in a movie, a voice-over on a television show– that catches your attention, I mean really grabs you when you least expect it, just sneaks up and has you by the short hairs before you even know it, and it hurts, because it burns into your brain and soul, and it doesn’t let go? Ever? You know how that happens?

No? Me neither. That’s so totally weird.

But if that were to happen, not that it did, because apparently that is not a “thing,” I’m just saying if it WERE in fact a thing, then this quote from In Plain Sight (thank you, Netflix!)– which, super good show, by the way, I am NOT even kidding, but it’s over now and why didn’t anyone tell me about it, because RUDE?– well, you could say it still has a mighty firm grip on me, a figurative vice-grip tightening on my poor short hairs which is not a pleasant feeling, I tell you what:

Mary Shannon: [voice-over] We all live in hiding. In one way or another, each of us conceals pieces of ourselves from the rest of the world. Some people hide because their lives depend on it, others because they don’t like being seen. And then there are the special cases, the ones who hide because… because… because they just want someone to care enough to look for them.

And while you may read this and wonder, What is she on about? Well, first of all, have you met me? And B, it’s the damnedest thing because I know I can’t ever go back to NOT understanding that I… well, I’m one of the special cases. And honestly? I don’t know what to do with that.

Seriously. What do I do with that?

Yep. Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit drinking Diet Dr. Pepper.

And with that lame (but, come on, still funny) play on the classic Airplane bit… Cat out.

The Pun Snap of ’09

June 23, 2012

Hannah is heading to a friend’s Bat Mitzvah this morning. Which, fun?! And her friend’s name is Zippy, which only makes it even awesomer, because you just can’t make this stuff up, you know?

Also, why don’t I have a cool name like Zippy?! What were my parents thinking calling me Catherine?! People called me Cathy, y’all. Cathy! Which, of course, with my somewhat… loquacious personality, lent itself to the horrifying moniker “Chatty Cathy.” Oh, yes. That. Honestly, I could have been Zippy! Or Sassy! Or Firecracker! Or any other name ever! But NO.

Cathy. (Fail.)

Anyway, this happy event also totally reminds me of the infamous “pun snap” of ’09. You know, that time TD went to a friend’s Bar Mitzvah and came home chock full of wild stories of crazy chair dances and professional DJs and AWESOMELY delicious food and, oh yeah, how much freaking MONEY his friend scored when he turned thirteen?! And all my kids seriously considered the merits of converting to Judaism? And then came the punning?

So I’m super excited for Hannah to get home and thrill us with all the cool details about today’s coming of age celebration. Because with an awesome name like Zippy? This Bat Mitzvah is sure to be epic. Right?! Am I right?!

Just sayin’.

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