Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Tuesday 5: Take Me Home...

1. Yesterday was Columbus Day. I can’t stop laughing over one of those silly e-cards I saw. It read, “The horror of a deadly virus being brought into America from overseas reminded me to wish you a Happy Columbus Day.” I don’t know why. There’s nothing funny about comparing Ebola to measles, smallpox, tuberculosis, and all kinds of nasty other diseases. Nothing, except when you mix it in with Columbus Day. Speaking of Columbus day, I blogged about it two years ago as well. Here is your walk down memory lane. 

2. Speaking of two years ago, I always meant to blog about Sri Lanka and John Denver but I don’t think I ever did. Sri Lankans LOVE the song “Country Roads” by John Denver. LOVE it. LOVE LOVE. I was once on a full bus. Half of us were Americans and the other half Sri Lankans employed by the Embassy. On the way home, the Sri Lankans apparently started having flashbacks to their days of summer camp and started a bus ride sing along. They mostly sang songs in Sinhalese, but they added in a rendition of “Country Roads” that was perfect. They knew every word. Not proof enough? Once, The International Man of Intrigue and I attended the end of some big conference. It was a cocktail party and dinner. During the cocktail party, there was a Sri Lankan mariachi band. They were wearing sombreros and the whole get up. Weird? Yes. But it gets weirder. They played, you guessed it, “Country Roads.” From talking to other Fellow Adventurers who’ve lived around the world, apparently there is just something about that song that speaks to the human condition. Maybe it’s the waxing poetic about where you came from. Have any of you heard that song in a place you didn’t expect? Can ANYONE EVER beat hearing a Sri Lankan mariachi band play and sing it?

3. Laura Ingalls Wilder is on the move. She pulls up and is starting to cruise around furniture. She does a one legged hitch crawl which is blessedly slow enough for me to keep track of her easily. She’s also discovered finger foods. Like we did for the rest of the Little Explorers, we often sprinkle a few Cheerios on the coffee table for her to snack on. Somewhere along the line of rearing Little Explorers, the Cheerios that inevitably end up on the floor got the name “floorios.” Floorios are ubiquitous. Laura Ingalls Wilder puts everything in her mouth. I vacuum every day to lessen the little bits and pieces she can find to put in her mouth, but there are still floorios. According to the tradition of The Intrigues, floorios are fair game for snacking. If you’re horrified by this, perhaps you keep your house too clean and you’re not doing your part to build your child’s immune system. Dorothy Gale has never, ever, been accused of keeping her house too clean. 

4. Speaking of things kids put in their mouths, there was a recent discussion on a Facebook page I belong to about the super gross things kids put in their mouths. It reminded me of that time Arthur Dent put a tropical roach in his mouth. Remember? When we moved back to the states, he once picked up a half eaten jolly rancher from a bench at the pool and put it in his mouth. He has a mighty fine immune system.

5. Back to music. I heard the new Toby Keith song on the radio this morning. It’s called “Drunk Americans.” Now, I have an appreciation for Toby Keith. The International Man of Intrigue met him and got his guitar autographed by Toby Keith while Mr. Keith was doing a USO tour in a war zone. That being said, I seriously wonder if the man can sing about anything besides drinking and being American. Try a ballad, maybe, Toby Keith? How about a cover of “Country Roads?”



Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Tuesday Random 5: Stomach Bug Edition


1. A stomach bug ripped through the Intrigue house this weekend. It was U-G-L-Y. Ugly. Up all night, multiple loads of laundry, bowls and buckets at every bedside ugly. I’m still raising praise over here that The International Man of Intrigue stayed well for exactly 24 hours longer than the rest of us. That man isn’t just a national hero, he’s a hero on the homefront. Cleaning up after three of four Little Explorers, taking care of the baby, and even cleaning up after yours truly was a monumental task, and he rocked it. 

2. The International Man of Intrigue did, unfortunately, get the bug like the rest of us. He did it in International Man of Intrigue style, though. The last thing he had to eat before joining the barforama was Girl Scout Trefoil cookies dipped in Nutella. He hasn’t had a thing to eat in about 24 hours. He was just moaning to me about how nothing sounded good. Ten minutes later, I caught him in the kitchen, eating the Tootsie Rolls I use to bribe Gertrude Bell to get out of the car at school. That man loves his sugar. I’m making a mild dinner for our stomachs, and he just announced he thinks he’ll have some cereal. By cereal, he means Fruity Cheerios, which are basically Fruit Loops. 

3. One of the most disappointing things about how insanely bad I felt this weekend was that I didn’t  even feel well enough to read a book. Ever since I was a kid, whenever I feel sick, I like to retreat under a blanket on the couch and read. This week also happens to be Banned Books Week. What better excuse to read? Yesterday, I was finally up and around, and checked out “The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian” by Sherman Alexie from the library to read on my Kindle. It holds the number three spot on the most banned books of last year. So far, I’m enjoying it and not seeing what makes it particularly offensive.

4. I know this falls into the realm of First World Problems (FWP), but I was rushing around this morning and wanted to grab a cup of coffee on my way to my morning Bible Study. Unfortunately, Dunkin Donuts was the only convenient place on my route. Now, I love Dunkin, but they don’t offer any alternatives to cow’s milk. Dairy is not Dorothy Gale’s friend on a good day, let alone the first day back to normal food after the stomach nasties. While we’re at FWP, is it’s definitely one that I’m excited that Starbucks is testing coconut milk in select markets! It’s about time! 


5. I’m a bit at a loss for a number five today. I think my brain and body are still a bit out of sorts. How about a round of “What are you watching/reading?” I already said I was reading “The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian” by Sherman Alexie. I just finished “Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk” by Ben Fountain. I loved it. The descriptions were inventive. It was raw and gritty, a biting satire. It reminded me a bit of a modern day “Catcher In The Rye,” if Holden Caulfield were a 19 year old infantry grunt. Strongly recommended if you like that sort of thing. We’re kind of in between shows at the moment. We’ve been watching “Torchwood” as a filler. It’s a British show, a spinoff of Doctor Who. It’s fun, but we’re definitely not hooked. What are you reading or watching that you love?