Friday, September 21, 2007

In Memory of Captain Holly

Eight years ago today, my beloved first pet, Captain Holly, died. He was a blue parakeet and a gift from my first boyfriend in high school. (Which was only one of the reasons for the love-hate relationship he shared with Rob.) He slept at the foot of our bed when Rob and I first got married. He sat on the mascara wand when I got ready in the morning. He even had his own stocking on the hearth at Christmas. Although I never convinced him to say anything other than his beautiful bird songs, he was a big part of my life for 12 years. Sometimes Grayson and I will go into pet stores and look at the parakeets to see if we can find the one that looks most like Captain. None of them ever capture his essence; they all know they are birds. Captain, I think, felt blessed to be the only flying member of the family.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Shiver Me Timbers

I'm sure all you scurvy dogs are aware that today is "International Talk Like A Pirate Day." In honor of the holiday, you mateys can have your landlubber name translated on this site to a pirate name:

You'll be walking the plank if you don't refer to my own seafaring crew for the next fortnight as:

Janice: Pirate Jen the Cash-Strapped
Rob: Cap'n Fruity McBeerbong
Grayson: "Tripod" Maurice Scarr
Lucie: Pirate Yvette the Sword Test Dummy
Harry Fish: Not-so-keen-on-the-women Ron

I only hope there is buried treasure ahead. Yarrr!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Happy Birthday, Harry!

In honor of Harry Connick, Jr's 40th birthday today, I post this clip for your viewing pleasure: