Proof that we live in a scifi novel: Part 4

So H.G. Wells, Jules Verne, Ray Bradbury, and the like predicted the future in their works in some surprisingly accurate ways, right? Well how's about Flight of the Conchords? You may remember this little gem from their website:

»Conchords Develop Powers.

Last week while visiting New Zealand metropolis Palmerston North city, Bret McKenzie and Jemaine Clement of Flight of The Conchords were exposed to radiation from an explosion at a power generating wind farm leaving them with super powers. McKenzie found that after exposure to the radiation he was able to send text messages with his mind and Clement reported that he was a bit stronger than usual and could lift about three or four more shopping bags than he usually could. But really full ones though. Effects wore off after ten minutes but during that time McKenzie managed to text his mate Dave "HPPY BRTHDY DAV. I M SNDNG THIS USNG MND".

WELL GUESS WHAT GUYS THAT IS TOTALLY REAL. No freakin joke. Intel is working on an implant that will make it possible to send TEXT MESSAGES FROM YOUR BRAIN.

World: you're so weird.

How time can move both fast and slow amazes me

My little boy is not very little anymore. We just bought him a new car seat because he's grown out of the current one. He's got some crazy good walking/standing skills, and I predict that he'll be walking by Christmas. He's way better at walking than crawling, but he's making progress there, too. He can shuffle a little ways, but mostly he "wiggle-commutes." He's so strong and squirmy that I can barely keep him on my lap anymore during church. It's like trying to keep one of those gyrating spyro-pens still, but this one is twenty pounds. He's also had a couple of time-outs already, because we can tell when he knows that he's doing something we don't want him to do. His main infractions: getting into the trash-can while he's in his walker and pulling out/chewing on his hearing aids.

Also, despite having zero teeth, he's way into dental hygiene:

My boys.

Despite all the pictures I post up here, I swear that I'm a good mom and make my son wear his hearing aids. For some reason most of the pictures we take are at or around sleepy time, and he doesn't wear them to sleep.

Bet you didn't know that you can use BOTH ends of the toothbrush.

I don't know what that expression is, but I love it.

Brushing Daddy's teeth. He really was.

Here he's showing off his walking/hoe-down skills.

And here he's showing off his falling/nostril-flaring skills.

Cute huh.

Two things I want you to know

First: Andy and I met six years ago exactly. I think.

Second: Why is the Snuggie such a big deal right now when the Slanket has been around for so long? My mom has had a herd of Slankets in the basement for years.

Proof That We Live In a SciFi Novel: Part 3

People: zombies are real.

And while we're talking about the undead, you might want to take a look at the Wikipedia article on biological immortality. That's right - it is believed that certain animals, including the hydra and the jellyfish Turritopsis nutricula (which matures, reverts, and then matures again, over and over) DO NOT DIE NATURALLY. THEY HAVE TO BE DELIBERATELY KILLED.

Just like Highlander!

Comedic Gold

I wrote the following entry just over a month ago, but I took it down because I was afraid that the blog was completely real and that the author would find this and I would hurt her feelings. Andy and I have since concluded that it must be fake. You might could call it the Seriously, So Blessed of the South. And it honestly may be the funniest thing I've ever seen online. We looked online and found no evidence that it isn't real - in fact, another blog posed the same question, and the author in question wrote back that she is all "natchul" (deep Southern for "natural"). But still...you just have to read it. Since the post below was written, this was posted. Warning for mild swearing. Also warning: pants-wettingly ridiculous. Anyway, the original entry:

I stumbled upon this gem of a blog today. I can't tell if it's a joke or not, but either way every entry made me laugh out loud. It's perfect from its pink-and-diamonds motif down to the music widget, which contains only one song on repeat: Natasha Beddingfield's "Unwritten."

A few highlights from the most recent entries:

• The first entry, which I will paraphrase here: "God has blessed me so much and I'm so inspired by Oprah's generosity that I decided to do a give-away contest. Whoever writes the best poem about me will get this turkey-shaped hat."
• The second entry is titled, "A lil rant and a prayer." Both the rant and the prayer are for the same person.
• In the third entry she speaks of a chicken-and-dumpling eating contest in which she beats a Japanese competitor. Of this she says, "you would've thought they learned they lesson in War World II, but it looked like it was Rondell who had to put them in they place."

That's right. War World II.

Bizzy Beez

Elliot turned eight months old yesterday. Since Fine Doodles launched, we have gained more than 200 Facebook fans, received several orders, and found out how wonderful and supportive all my family and friends are. Thank you to everyone for your help! I had a goal to reach 150 lbs. by Thanksgiving. I met that goal a few days ago for a total of about 60 pounds down from the peak of pregnancy (yeah. I gained a lot) and a Normal BMI for the first time in a long time. Be proud of me. Still got a ways to go, though.

Also this.

Fine Doodles has launched!

Hey everyone: My small business, Fine Doodles, has officially launched. We've been busy busy bees trying to get this thing going. We'd appreciate it if you'd tell everyone you know about how cool it is. And if you're really nice, we'll even let you advertise it on your blog. You, too, could have an attractive ad like the one to the right here. Or one that is not animated, if you prefer.

Thanks for being supportive and spreading the love.

(P.S. There's a giveaway going on, too. If you become a fan of Fine Doodles on facebook by November 10th you could win a free Large Fine Doodle. I know most of you don't care because you don't have children that are old enough to draw yet, but it could make an awesome Christmas present)