Sunday, August 31, 2003
It's official. The PoohMom is a total DZFangirl. She's even more insane than ME! After breakfast this morning, she immediately popped in a Dead Zone dvd. I had to show her how to get through the menus to get to the episodes, and then gave her a quickie tutorial on how to skip all the boring parts, ie. credits, etc. We ended up watching 3 eps straight. Then she dutifully turned off the dvd player, went away for 5 minutes, then came right back out and popped in the next disc because the show "is really good!" I started watching the newest ep with her, but fell asleep on the couch, and when I woke up, she was already on the next ep.
Oy. Right now, she's adorable. She never gets really into shows like this, and she's really -- REALLY -- into the show. Even though I think she understands maybe only 90% of it. (In one ep, she mentioned that "the friend" in his vision looked just like him. So yeah... she gets the "he touches people and can see into their past and future" thing, but she has yet to master the idea that when he has his visions, he sorta steps into their shoes. Um, yeah... someone else can take a stab at explaining that. *huggles PoohMom*) She was so caught up in the show that we almost forgot that we had to meet Thing 2 for dinner. I hate to think what'll happen when she finishes all the dvds, and there aren't any S2 ones for her to start on. I'm thinking it won't be pretty. LOL.
Then tonight, the Pooh and PoohMom bonded over kitchen appliances. I'm stealing their toaster oven and microwave, which gives them a convenient excuse to buy new ones. Unfortunately, I had to clean them first. Who knew baking soda was so great? It's one of those MomTips I won't be forgetting anytime soon. Heh.
The PoohDad also tried to bond with the Pooh. And pretty much failed. I was given an ultimatum over dinner: Find a guy, or he'll be forced to take me to China or Hong Kong so I can go husband shopping. According to Thing2, there's an extreme shortage of women in China. (Oh, man, I can't stop laughing as I type this.) The PoohMom turned on me, by revealing that men are willing to cook for their women -- you know, because of the shortage, they've learned to cook for themselves and as a form of courtship. (Okay, a man who can cook? Sexy. But... oy, what a manipulative, roundabout way to get to me!) Then the PoohDad dug a deeper hole by saying I need to find a man soon because 1) really high educational degrees for women tend to be mood-killers, and 2) after 30, I'll have to settle for anything that breathes -- that is... IF they'll have me.
LMFAO. Seriously. I love the PoohDad. I really do, because he cracks me up. We ended up compromising. If I don't find a guy soon, he's welcome to go to China or Hong Kong or wherever he has to, by himself, and bring a man -- any man of his choosing -- back for me. I figure, by that time, eh... might as well. LOL.
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