Friday, October 29, 2010

I'm Ron Burgundy?

Stay classy, Planet Earth.

Every year I say I'm going to wear a Halloween costume to work. And then I, of course, decide I don't want to take the time to actually plan or execute anything. Fortunately Tim, or Brick Tamland as it were, decided we all dress up together and pay homage to our favorite movie, Anchorman.

Everyone knows that the best scene of the movie is when all the different stations get together and have their street fight. [Let's go over the groundrules. Rule number 1: No touching of the hair or face... AND THAT'S IT!]  We figured it would be fitting to use each character's weapon of choice as a prop. 

With a bit of tinfoil, Tim easily refashioned a pitchfork into a trident and Kaleb had no trouble getting Brian Fantana's sword. Josh Burgundy didn't have a couch leg or bedpost or whatever handy, so he settled for a billy club. I thought any local Halloween shop would have the brass knuckles I needed, but alas, no.

Me, to stereotypical girl-who-works-at-Halloween-store: Do you have brass knuckles?

Girl: I'm assuming you mean fake brass knuckles. Because you know brass knuckles are illegal in Utah. [I didn't know that and actually found it a little odd that she did.] Please tell me you mean fake brass knuckles.

At this point, I was pretty sure I had stumbled into a Halloween store that was just a front for illegal brass knuckles. What was I supposed to do now? Was this a situation where I was supposed to say, "Yeah, they're totally illegal, wink wink. I suuure wouldn't know where to look if I was trying to find some."

Instead, I just reponded, "Yeah, I think fake brass knuckles will work just fine."

Girl: Well, we don't have any.

Hmm. Okay. 

Josh noticed that they did sell a nice five-finger "PIMP" ring. He said I could just scrape off the "pimp" and make my own brass knuckles. Ingenious, yes. But who wants to spoil a perfectly good pimp ring? I settled for good ol' fashioned tinfoil and let the viewing public fill in the blanks.

Kaleb was grossed out when he discovered his fake mustache was made with real hair and quite upset when he found it didn't come with any glue or tape. Being the MacGyver that he is, he made it work with a generous application of glue stick to his upper lip. (But paid the price upon removal.)

Jessie woke up sick and nearly missed starring as Veronica Corningstone all together. Realizing that this would have resulted in her permanent ban from work-related friendship, she pulled herself together, plastered her hair down, and took one for the team.

The result? Well, it was more than just the pretty picture seen above. The Channel 4 news team was rewarded with the prestigious honor of 3rd place in the "group costume" division, earning us a $20 gift certificate to a yet-unknown destination. Not $20 each, mind you (we're a nonprofit)--$20 to split amongst the five of us. A just reward.
Sex Panther: They've done studies, you know. 60% of the time, it works every time. 

Thursday, October 28, 2010

When I was an Alien

Tonight we finished up band practice with a cover of Nirvana's "Territorial Pissings." I was thinking about it and I've been playing that song for the past 15 years. That struck me because 1) That's half my life and 2) Though I'm not sure exactly when Kurt Cobain wrote it, I'm guessing he didn't play I longer than maybe five years. Weird.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

We're Pulling Paige from Primary

"In Primary I learned about wise and foolish," Paige said, unprovoked, as we drove up Big Cottonwood canyon in a last ditch effort to see the changing leaves.

"Oh, did you sing 'The Wise Man Built His House Upon a Rock?'" I asked.

"No, we learned about what things are wise and what things are foolish." Then she asked, "How do you spell wise?"

I told her and she wrote in it down on the paper she was holding in her car seat in the back of the van.

"That's great. What things are wise?"

"Umm, saying prayers," she answered. "How do you spell 'prayers?'"

She wrote it under "wise."

"What's foolish?" I asked.

"Saying bad words. How do you spell 'bad words?'" She started a new list.

When we stopped to get out of the car, Traci noticed that Paige had already taken her car seat straps off while we were driving. Traci told her that was not okay. Paige was not pleased with the reproval.

"Mom," said our little, four-year-old pre-teen. "I don't want to hear it."

And then she dropped some serious Sunbeam knowledge.

"Mom, I'm putting your name on the foolish list."

And then, of course, she asked me how to spell Traci's name.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Paigey, No Swiping

Our kids fight over everything. Tonight it was Swiper the Fox. Paige, well, swiped it and then headed up to play with it in her room, leaving Curtis screaming downstairs with Traci and me.

About 20 minutes later, Paige returned with the kleptomaniac fox, now willing to share. Kind of.

"Here, Curtis. You can play with Swiper now."

Before he could even utter his usual "Tank-oo" in response, Paige made it clear that she was still in control.

"You can play with it because I'm bored with it."

Such a gem.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Picture Perfect

Sometimes, the only reward of having kids is being able to take cute pictures of them. But even that can be a struggle.

Both of our kids have gone through phases where they refuse to have their picture taken. Whether it's Curtis having to grab the lens every time he sees a camera, or Paige who may just turn completely around, there have been very few seconds when both kids are actually willing to say cheese at the same time.

We have stumbled upon one of those rare moments. The only problem? Paige has now introduced a "camera smile." It's more than just a particular smile. She closes one eye, tilts her head to the side, and cocks her arm and thumb like she's doing the Elaine Benes dance on Seinfeld.

Don't believe me? Here. (Disclaimer: Traci was at work, so I was responsible for Paige's hairdo during our trip to Gardner Village.)

Still pretty cute, I guess.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Because the Sutherlands Make Sanitary Conditions a Top Priority...

...We allow, nay, encourage Curtis to walk around with his head inside of his Dora the Explorer booster toilet seat.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Monday Morning Mommy

Traci goes to work earlier on Mondays now. That means I drop the kids off at Grandma's on my way to work. It's a lot harder than I would have guessed.

Last week, Traci asked, "What happened here after I left this morning?"

"Nothing. Why?"

"Well, the heat was up, all of the lights were on, an so were both of the TVs."


Today. I got to Grandma's without Paige's backpack, her favorite toy, or apparently having combed her hair. And, my mother was quick to point out, my shirt was not only wrinkled, but "embarrassing."

Once I ditched the kids, I was free to roll into work in our sweet minivan, so it was all worth it. I put the swagger in swagger wagon.

To the Extreme (Makeover)

Of course I watched the first episode of Vanilla Ice's reality show about flipping houses. And yes, I liked it.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Song of the Day: Jimmy Eat World, Movielike

The jury is still out on Jimmy Eat World's new album Invented. But I've made up my mind that I love this track.

Jimmy Eat World - Movielike

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

The Importance of Heavy Metal Hair, as told by Dave Mustaine

While the rest of the modern world was reading Mockingjay, I had my nose stuck in "Mustaine: A Heavy Metal Memoir."

For those of you who won't be reading the autobiography of Megadeth front man Dave Mustaine, (who am I kidding, none of you will read it) I'll share the best part:

"Everyone had long hair in those days, with the exception of the punk bands. In hard rock and heavy metal, hair was long, and within that framework a decision was to be made:

Up or down.

You were either like Page and Plant (hair down, and thus cool) or you were like KISS, Mötley Crüe and so many other imitators (hair up, and thus not so cool). My hair went down. Always did, always will."

You can read my full review here.

Saturday, October 09, 2010

Restoration v. Exploration

They were showing a church video while the kids got dressed after my nephew's baptism today.

ME: Curtis, do you want to move over to those other seats so we can see the show?

CURTIS: A show? I wanna watch Dora.

Our life is filled with disappointment.

Friday, October 08, 2010

Birds, Bees, Bugs

Me: Paige, what did you learn about at school today?

Paige: Sex.

Me: WHAT?!

Paige: Insects.

Me: Oh. Yeah. Insects. Right. Good. Very well then.

Thursday, October 07, 2010

Song(s) of the Day: Dan Deacon

Slightly chilly, fall weather. Seems like a good morning for some spastic electronica.

Dan Deacon - Slow with Horns Run for Life
Dan Deacon - Snookered

Monday, October 04, 2010

This Week's Music: Weezer, Brandon Flowers, The Thermals

'Twas a great week for music. All three of these records have already made it into heavy rotation on my iPod. Click on the links for full reviews.

Weezer - Hurley Not quite as a solid as "Raditude" (a record I dearly love), but still ultra-catchy.
Brandon Flowers - Flamingo It's just like a Killers album, only more countrified.
The Thermals - Personal Life If you like garage punk where the singer just yells at you (and who doesn't?), you won't be disappointed.

Some highlights:

Weezer - Ruling Me
Brandon Flowers - Crossfire
The Thermals - Never Listen to Me

Sunday, October 03, 2010

What Time Is It?

Curtis, holding my watch up to his face: What does it say?

Me, looking at the time: 8:25

Curtis, disagreeing: No, it says 'No boys in Paigey's room.'

Clearly, the latest sign Paige hung on her bedroom door is doing its job.