It's beyond cold here. Woke up this morning and the temp is well below zero. With the wind chill, it's downright...well, not even "arctic" begins to describe it.
Enter my husband, with his ultra-creative (and often profane) vernacular.
Last night, coming home from his 12-hour workday, my husband was greeted with eight inches of charming (NOT) lake effect snow that, thanks to the wind, had formed a two foot high drift in front of our garage. Dutifully, he suited up and prepared to go out and do battle. But as he opened the side door and stared at the world of white through the panes of the storm door, he declared, "It looks like Hoth out there!"
Then he opens the storm door. The wind whips snow into his face.
"Motherhother!" he yells.
My husband, the Star Wars geek, has done it again. It's not just cold out there -- it's a motherhother.
Heh.
15 January 2009
Motherhother!
Posted by Elizabeth Powell at 6:44 AM 1 comments
18 December 2008
Jedi Master Now Am I...
Or at least, look like one now do I.
Let me explain.
In the winter, I am almost always cold. Cold nose, cold fingers, cold feet - you get the idea. My husband constantly complains about my icy appendages, especially when I get into bed and try to warm said appendages on the furnace that is his body. (Heh.)
So this year, he took action: he got me a Snuggie. Now, for those of you who haven't seen the TV commercial, a Snuggie is basically a fleece blanket with sleeves. Warmth and mobility. Gotta love it. So does the cat; no sooner do I wrap myself in the Snuggie and sit down - no matter if I'm at the computer or on the couch - the cat is right there, demanding lap rights. It's amazing.
Not only that, it's provoked much hilarity in our household. The first time I wrapped myself in my new cocoon, my husband started chuckling and asked me how I liked my "Jedi robe." I, of course, being a smartass, immediately took this ball and ran with it. In my best Yoda voice I addressed the cat as my "padameep" (instead of padawan), and told her that pouting for more chicken is not the Jedi way. Things only went downhill from there.
Yeah, we know we're geeks. But it was damn funny.
Just had to share. *grin*
Posted by Elizabeth Powell at 6:14 AM 1 comments
07 October 2008
Star Wars + Cartoon Network = Teh Awesome!
During his perusals of the on-screen cable TV programming guide, my hubby often finds gems that otherwise would escape our notice. Case in point: this past weekend, he found a stunning little half-hour series called Star Wars: The Clone Wars. Being a child of the 70s and 80s, I (of course) can't help but squee with delight. Star Wars? Bring it on! But the kicker? It's on Cartoon Network! Dude!!
We watched the two half-hour episodes my husband had recorded, and we were absolutely astounded. Not only is the animation awesome and the stories well-written, but the series also features many of the original voice talents from the Star Wars movies: Frank Oz as Yoda, Ewan McGregor as Obi-Wan Kenobi, and the guy who played Emperor Palpatine/Darth Sidious. At least, it sure *sounded* like him.
*squee!*
After all my complaining about a serious lack of anything decent to read or watch on TV, I find myself eating those words.
Hand me a fork.
Posted by Elizabeth Powell at 6:11 AM 0 comments
Labels: Cartoon Network, happiness, Star Wars
