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January 31, 2007
news
Ok, well I didn't take that many, but 2 say Bourgeois baby #3 is on the way and will be arriving in early October.
Posted by adrienne at 03:33 PM | Comments (18)
January 18, 2007
I didn't realize I was such a geek...
Well, I guess I did. In all our remodeling, we moved the kids into separate bedrooms, and sorted through our stuff in the (former) guest room closet...guess what I found???
Not only King's Quest VI, but apparently a looooong time ago, I bought a disc that had all seven games in the King's Quest series! So. Now I'm hunting for some patch to make them run on XP, since I don't think I can put my hands on any Windows 95 or 3.1 machine anywhere.
Oh, and total bonus. I opened the box with the King's Quest disc in it, and apparently that's where I'd tossed my Christmas present I got when I was 15 (there's no way that was over 10 years ago) - the original:
For Christmas 1996, my folks got us a brand new Pentium computer! After the inter-fraternal drama which unfolded after we got this gift early (I say that for the benefit of certain readers) - each of us got games to run with it. Not really having ever been a gamer, I'd never heard of Tomb Raider - but I quickly got addicted. I just found the XP patch for this one!
Hooray for being a pack rat geek!!
Posted by brad at 10:52 PM | Comments (1)
Boudreaux in Hell
Boudreaux died and was on his way down to Hell.
In anticipation, the Devil turned up the thermostat to make it extra warm for Boudreaux. When Boudreaux arrived, the Devil asked, “Hey Boudreaux, how do you like the heat down here?”
Boudreaux says, “Mais, it’s just fine. It reminds me of Bayou PonPon in July.”
That made the Devil mad. That night, he turned the thermostat up all the way it could go. Man it was hot! When Boudreaux woke up, the Devil asked him, “NOW how do you like it down here?”
Boudreaux says, “Mais, it’s fine. It reminds me of August on Bayou Lafourche.”
As you might expect, that made the Devil all the more mad. Well, that night, he turned the thermostat down all the way it could go! The whole place frosted over. Icicles started forming from the rafters. When Boudreaux woke up, the Devil asked him, “How you like it NOW, Boudreaux?”
Boudreaux, shivering, through blue lips, says, “Mais cher, I’m one happy Cajun!”
The Devil was infuriated! He yelled, “What do you mean you’re one happy Cajun?!!”
Boudreaux, still shivering says, “The Saints done won the Superbowl.”
Of course, the scary part is that this could actually happen. The Saints are in the final four. I still can’t believe I typed that. The Saints are in the final four!!!!
Posted by adrienne at 06:35 PM | Comments (0)
wasting time
Ok I'm supposed to be picking up the house for bible study tonight and instead I'm distracted by a hundred things on the computer. This, I know, is a waste of time but was fun to play around with. Check out Planet M&M if you feel like wasting some time today. Oh, and this is the real me where I would love to be right now!
Posted by adrienne at 12:44 PM | Comments (0)
Superboy
Faster than a speeding bullet... It's Superman!
Posted by adrienne at 12:17 PM | Comments (0)
I can't help it, she's just so cute
Of course she is climbing everything and expecting me to be excited
I call this her Marilyn Monroe pose!
Actually playing quiet and happy together. Had to get a picture!
Posted by adrienne at 12:09 PM | Comments (0)
January 17, 2007
A Review
The Biograph Girl
by: William J. Mann
synopsis-An elderly woman who, in 1910, was a mega-star of the new phenomenon called the movies, recalls her life as the Biograph Girl. Based on a real actress (who actually died a suicide in 1938), Mann's novel vividly recreates the early days of cinema and even throws in a mystery. (thanks to Alibris.com)
I really enjoyed this historical novel. It is so fascinating to get into a story and then to realize that it is real or was real. I did a little research on the main character in this story, Florence Lawrence, and found the Biograph Studio's website and their page devoted to her and her story. I love the movie Singing in the Rain and the snippets of film history that you get about the birth of talking pictures. This book goes much farther back. Pretty much back to the beginning. I didn't even know that Edison invented the first moving picture camera. I also didn't know that the first moving picture studios were all in New York for several years before relocating to Hollywood. All of those first movie stars went unnamed. Studios didn't want them in control or demanding rights like stage stars did. That's why Florence Lawrence went for a few years only known as "The Biograph Girl" the main female star of the Biograph Film Company. Stars began to go by their own names and the public began to want to know more and more about these people outside of the movies they made. Thus the paparazzi were born. I find all these little details fascinating.
I have always been an avid reader, but was also fairly sheltered in my reading growing up, even in highschool. Almost all of the things that you read in highschool I probably didn't read. (homeschooled through highschool for anyone who missed that) And for recreation stuck mostly to christian fiction, though still mostly historical type stuff. So I am still getting used to just going to the library and picking up any book and reading it and finding that people think and therefore write differently than I think and believe. I know that sounds so naïve and stupid. What does all of this have to do with this book?
Upon doing a little research on this author I discovered that he is gay and has written several "gay novels" including one on the influence of gays and lesbians on early Hollywood. That would not be enough to keep me from reading this book. But his handling of the gay characters in the book definitely shows his worldview- that there is nothing wrong or unusual with living a gay lifestyle, nor for that matter with nonmarital cohabitation. There is no pushing of the gay lifestyle. The characters are just there quite normally as any other character would be. Therein lies the danger. We swallow these "normal" presentations on TV and in the movies all the time and I am just now really encountering them in books. We have to be careful to notice these and not allow ourselves to become desensitized. This wasn't even a large part of the story but one, for these reasons, that stood out a little bit to me.
The story was very well written. It is historical but has a mystery somewhat subtly thrown in. It kept me interested right up until the end where there is a surprise twist. And it made me want to find additional reading on 'baby' Hollywood.
Well I don't know if a review is supposed to look anything like this and now I don't know quite how to end it. I liked the book, enjoyed reading it and these are just some thoughts and questions inspired by it. (9/10, from the library, picked because the old photgraph on the front grabbed me)
Posted by adrienne at 09:19 PM | Comments (7)
It's raining, it's pouring
So in all this rain (but before it turned so absolutely cold) Stephen got a chance to play with his new Spiderman umbrella as it was actually intended to be used. ;) And Lexie got to wear her cute lil raincoat. So of course I had to get pictures.
Posted by adrienne at 06:19 PM | Comments (1)
Thanks Pop
When we were in Houma over Christmas Pop taught Stephen that little (and big) boys can pee outside. We had to refine the whole thing a little bit... like not in the middle of the yard or in front of people but find somewhere to hide and go behind a tree or something. Thanks Pop. (insert rueful smile and just a touch of sarcasm here)
So then last week (sorry just posting about this now but we have been without internet for a week thanks to a mistake from our cable company. We cut the cable TV and they accidently cut the internet too. Then couldn't come for over a week to hook us back up. Only just slightly annoying) Anyway, back to last week... The weather was pretty and the kids were in the front yard. I had all the doors open and then I hear Stephen yelling for me. I go running outside and find him off to one side of our driveway with his pants down around his ankles.!?!?!
"Stephen, baby, what are you doing?"
"I just poo-poohed, Mommy."
"What?!?"
He then waddled like a duck and took me over to the fence, the neighbor's fence, and showed me where he had apparently popped a squat and taken a dump right there in the grass. (with neighbor's very large Golden Retriever watching) I am just about without words... except for
"Get inside. Hurry, run to the bathroom and let's get you cleaned up."
Over his bent-over butt I ask him what he was thinking.
"I was just being like a doggy, Mommy."
I asked. I hold you responsible Pop.
Posted by adrienne at 01:05 PM | Comments (3)