(Name that tune)
Go read this post about benign neglect. She said it way better than I ever could have. It's definitely how I parent.
The movie? It was excellent fun. Some quotes, you ask? Why, certainly.
Elizabeth: There will come a moment when you have the chance to do the right thing.
Jack: I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.
Jack: You know, these clothes do not fancy you at all. It should be a dress or nothing. I happen to have nothing in my cabin.
Jack: I was nothing more than an almost innocent bystander.
Now, that said, it was really long. 150 minutes. And the plot was convoluted and at times, a bit confusing. I enjoyed it, but not as much as the first one. It was definitely scarier - in places, I jumped out of my seat - and the bad guys really looked awful. Fun awful, though. There wasn't as much humour as in the first episode, but it did have some laugh-out-loud funny bits. I'm giving it an 8 out of 10. See it on the big screen, definitely. And, as someone commented, what's not to like about a 20 foot tall, eye-linered Johnny Depp? Hmm? Yes, that's right, nothing.
O is at soccer camp this week. It's just a day camp, from 9 - 3, but I'm nervous as hell about her going. She's extremely self-sufficient but she gets caught up in what she's doing and forgets to check. I can't put alarms on the pump because we're untethered this week. So I'm relying on her to be responsible. I'm hoping I don't get any phone calls. Blah, I'm a wreck. And I can't even go anywhere to take my mind off things because I don't have a cell phone right now. I'm getting mine turned on, on the way home from this camp, but at least for today, I'm stuck here. Freaking.
We're still trying to decide what to name this baby. First we thought Ava would be nice, but now I'm sort of meh on that. Then we came up with Aurelia, which means golden. It's pretty, but it verges on really odd. And TCBIM and I cannot agree on names at all. I like classic names - Elizabeth, Caroline, Eleanor, Anne, Jane, that sort of thing. He doesn't seem to have a preference, but every name I suggest, he shoots down. It's getting old. The baby will be here in four weeks (good grief!) and so far, she's just Baby. I don't think I could have another child even if I wanted to - I'd NEVER come up with a name.
Did anyone watch the entire Red Sox game yesterday? I watched for an hour, then took the kids to the park, went to the warehouse store, went to Staples and then came home, started dinner, ate dinner and it was still going. Nineteen innings. 569 pitches, sixteen pitchers. It took six hours and nineteen minutes. It started at 2:07 p.m. and ended at 8:26 p.m. By the end of it, I was feeling bad for them. They looked exhausted. They were just throwing the bats at the pitches, hoping to god to get a hit, a run, something. Anything. If it had gone on any longer, Francona was going to have to use Kapler or Mirabelli to pitch - they were the only two players he had left. He'd run through the entire bullpen. And poor Varitek must have some aching quads and knees this morning. He caught all 19 innings. It's a shame that we lost, after all that, but I could almost feel the gust from the sigh of relief that came off the field. Ortiz is in the Home Run Derby tonight - I wonder how he'll do after that marathon.
I really ramble when I'm nervous. Aren't you glad you're not sitting in my living room right now? I'd talk both your ears off.