Maybe it's just me, but I think the lyrics to This Old Man are disturbing / borderline inappropriate. Think about it: This old man, he played one, he played knick-knack on my thumb. And so on as the old man plays "knick-knack" on the singer's shoe, knee, door, hive (?), sticks (??), up to heaven (really?), gate (???), spine (?!?!) --- only to start the whole freak show "over again".
Maybe it's just me, but spaghetti is one thing that absolutely must be the proper temperature. Too hot and you can hardly taste it. Too cold and it's all... squishy.
Maybe it's just me, but ever since I realized that both Miss Piggy AND Grover have virtually the same voice, I can't listen to either one of them.
Maybe it's just me, but the young mouse that appears on every page of Goodnight Moon seems a little bit... creepy. He's a MOUSE. And he's skittering all over that poor bunny-child's room, wily nily. One minute the mouse is hiding behind the firewood - the next he's standing in the middle of the room, DARING the Old Lady Saying Hush to just come and grab him. After that he's just a little too sure of himself, standing there on top of the clothes line drying contraption. I'd be TERRIFIED if a mouse did that in our house, all gravity defying and getting up in our stuff like that. At one point he's contemplating jumping on the Old Lady's head and building a nest in one of her very convenient ears. After that he finally gets what he wants and sits snacking on the bowl full of mush. I swear, no mouse would ever get that far in this house. Which brings me to...
Maybe it's just me, but those "kittens" in Goodnight Moon? WHAT THE HECK???? Do they have NO hunting instinct whatsoever? The mouse is wreaking havoc in that room, running RAMPANT and they're all LA LA LA THIS YARN IS SOOOOOO INTERESTING. The kittens are USELESS.
Maybe it's just me, but when I'm reading Goodnight Moon, I keep thinking all this junk about the mouse and the kittens and then it hits me: the Old Lady rabbit and the little child rabbit that's falling asleep? ARE FREAKISHLY LARGE. Look at that scaling of size between the freakish ate-radiated-carrots-that-made-them-grow-human-size rabbits and the useless cats. Or the scavenging rodent. That's scary stuff, yo.
Maybe it's just me, but do you think I've been reading Goodnight Moon a little too much?
Annnnnnnnnnd because it's Friday! And I know you've been dying to see my three picks for this week's Three for Friday - here they are:
From Kathryn at Daring Young Mom. We watched this same season of The Bachelor because Chip actually grew up with Jason. Not kidding. So anyway. We watched it. We laughed about it. We URGED Jason (in our minds and hearts and at the TV screen) to choose wisely. And then be wise. Whatever. ANYWAY. This post by Kathryn is hilarious.
This post from Clueless But Hopeful Mama. I'm going with a loose advice theme today, and I think this is some AWESOME advice. I've got to file it away for some future time (not an announcement in any way, so stop thinking that thought right there).
And to round out our three posts of advice, here's a lovely oldie from Princess Nebraska that still cracks me up.
Also participating this week (if you'd like to add to the jolly, please comment and tell me you're playing along today and I'll link you - or send me an email):
The lovely and luminous SWISTLE
Bzzzzgrrrrl at City Mouse Country
Next week's Three for Friday will be the Special Edition Three for Friday - and I'm telling you early so you'll PLAY ALONG (or just tell me it's a horrible idea and I won't go through with it - am very malleable)... I want everyone to pick three of their OWN posts. Not a time for modesty, folks. I personally think that we're our hardest critics, but also, we know when we've actually done something pretty well. I want to get some recommendations from you, about you. Three of your favorite posts. Doesn't matter WHY they're you're favorites - but I'd like to hear your reasons too, if you'd like. Otherwise, how's THAT for an easy blog post: here are three things I wrote and I feel pretty good about them. The end.
Happy Friday, Internets!