Bah Bah Bah, is what she said.

Good Monday morning! If your little one didn't wake you up at 5 a.m., I guess.

Sunday evening we sat in almost complete silence, yet again, as we watched Boardwalk. We were not entertaining (but the show is finally picking up speed - two deaths last night! Ok, one was kind of an insignificant character because nobody can even remember his name, but, murders anyhow!). So, since L decided to get us up at the butt-crack o' dawn this morning, I'll introduce you to her little one-year-old language.

L talks. . . a. lot.  It's cute now, but when she's actually saying words we can understand, I'll probably sound like my parents when I would talk too much - "A, you're hurting my ears."

Apparently she just learned a new syllable. And based on our past experiences, when she learns something new, it's going to stick around for a while. We found this out when she learned to make fart noises, and kept making them. . . for 96 hours straight. Then she took a breath! So when, "But, why?" comes around, feel free to volunteer to babysit.

You can also see the difference in parenting, a nursery rhyme vs. The Beach Boys :)
Dad's are funny. . . I mean fun!

And just for old time's sake, ptttttttttt.

Our schedules, well, J's schedule, is about to get a little hectic from here on out. Which means less time for us to watch anything together. Be prepared for more creative posts! Welcome to our random life.

Stay tuned,
A and J

P.S. - The Voice is on tonight!!

Chubby-cheeks Ben and Boo Buscemi

Good morning. Here are just a couple of quick bits from Sunday night football and Boardwalk. I was hoping for some interesting A and J dialogue once we started this season of Boardwalk Empire. The truth is, we just sit, in silence. Occasionally there is a, "Did that happen in real life?" But, that's about it. The tone of the show is written in such a way that I feel like I have to be quiet. It's just that good. But this guy from the New York Observer explains it waaaay better:

Sometimes Boardwalk Empire reminds me of that girl in school who seems normal and fun and then you go over to her house for a playdate and they have a million crosses and pictures of the crucifixion everywhere and when you go wash your hands you see psalms written in the bathroom mirror in what you hope to be lipstick and you want to call your mom but you don’t know if the house has a phone and the sandwiches taste weird and when you go to play Barbie, your friend is holding a decapitated Ken doll in her lap and wants to play Saint Catherine of Siena versus the Devil and guess which one you are? And you’re like “I think it’s time to go home…” and she’s is all, “Wretch that I am! John the Baptist never sinned and was sanctified in his mother’s womb!” And the doorbell rings and she starts lashing herself with a Nerds Rope, crying “I have committed so many sins…” and you’re like “Jesus at this point I’d watch The Newsroom, just get me out of here.”

Which is all to say: I really hope Boardwalk Empire isn’t going to keep on this devout Christian kick, because it’s starting to creep me out.

And that! is why we watch in silence.

Just before Boardwalk began, we caught a little Sunday night football. That's when judgmental J came out:

J - Ben's looks good, trim. (referring to Ben Rothlisberger)
A - Last week you made a smart ass comment about how he didn't look good.
J - Well, his face still looks chubby, but his body looks slimmer. 

Sorry, Ben, you just have one of those faces. And to continue his judgements, the theme for Boardwalk begins and:

J - I saw this old school picture of Steve Buscemi. He might actually look better now.
A - He looks likes a character from To Kill A Mockingbird. (I was thinking along the lines of, maybe, like if Boo Radley had a son).

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Ok, so maybe I jumped on the judgmental panel as a guest judge. But. . .

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And speaking of judging, THE VOICE STARTED THIS WEEK!! I'm sure J will be quite judgemental in the weeks to come as he "doesn't watch" this show.

Stay Tuned,
A and J

J loves Manha Mahanam.

Our daughter, L, loves to watch The Muppet Show Theme. Over. And over. My husband loves that she loves it. It always leads to my husband watching more Muppet music videos . . . I mean, playing more videos for our daughter. ;)

Recently, we've been watching Mahna Mahnam. It goes like this:

J - (smiles)
L - (wide-eyed and expressionless)

Fifteen seconds later:

J - (giggles)
L - (nothing)

Thirty seconds later:

J - (giggles)L - (nothing)

And, so on. Until the end:

J - (giggles)L - (breaks from her daze and claps her cute baby clap) Yaaaaaay!J - (huge smile) 

It's taking over our lives. At breakfast, the man in the booth behind us had a big, rough, grumbly laugh. Every time he did it, J would look at me, and:

J - Mahna Mahnam. A - (giggles)

Tonight is Sunday, thank goodness. We can step away from The Muppets for a little Nucky and Chalky!!

Stay Tuned,
A and J 

P.S.  If you're curious which Muppet videos make J laugh: 

http://youtu.be/VnT7pT6zCcA

http://youtu.be/tgbNymZ7vqY

That's your reaction?

It's finally here!!! Season 5 of HBO's Boardwalk Empire. Are you a fan? Did you miss that opening theme music as much as we did?

Straight Up and Down kicks in. J walks over to turn off the lamp - because it's the season premiere! As he walks back to his seat, he strums his air guitar. Then, I think we just sat in silence and watched - for at least 25 minutes. I'm sure both of us had our wheels turning trying to remember all of the details from so many months ago. Still not saying a word, J shimmied to the conga beat that played in the club in Havana. It wasn't until after the episode ended that J did some research and discovered the series skipped ahead seven years. No wonder my wheels were turning! And no wonder we didn't know why Chalky is in prison!

So here it goes, without spoilers.

A man is speaking to his employees, and then randomly, pulls a gun from his pocket (gasp!!) and shoots himself in the head.

A - (smack my forehead with the palm of my hand)
J - That's your reaction? A man blows his brains out and you smack your head like, "Oh, forgot my keys on my desk." 

And, as I mentioned:

J - Why is chalky in prison? Do we know?
A - (crickets. . . because if anyone remembered or prepared for this show, it would be J, not me.)

I promised, no spoilers. So, two men walk into a restaurant and shoot another man, who I would consider a fairly prominent character:

J - Is that how he really died? (He proceeded to search on his phone. This happens anytime someone who was a real person historically has something tragic happen to them. We have to verify that it truly happened.)
A - (crickets . . . again, because if anyone would know this information. not. me.)

There is some sort of man's club that you get accepted into my slicing your palm open with a knife, and then every other member does the same thing, and they all shake hands, sliced bleeding palm against sliced bleeding palm. Fun!

J - Aids alert!
A - (after about the third man slicing his palm with knife) I don't need to see anymore slices. (cover my eyes)
J - No wonder syphilis was so high. 

And then, Gah!! This isn't as exciting since I'm trying not to spoil anything. Then, another murder. This time, with a machete:

J - (as the machete is lifted up to come down into a man's skull) Look away! (he knows what I can't handle)
A - (I saw it) It wasn't so bad. 

Not bad until the murderer grabs a pocket knife and leans over and pulls up the dead man's ear . . .

A - Nope. Oh no. Now I will look away.
J - Aaaand, it's over. 

(P.S. not spoiling big news, but he puts the guy's ear in his shirt pocket - ew!! Why??)

So there you have it - our live commentary of the premiere.

Stay tuned,
We have yet to watch the Hard Knocks finale. 

You're not good enough to be an a-hole.

Tonight we watched a CFL game. My original plan was to post about that, but there were too many Canadians watching and talking at the same time: an aunt, uncle, sister, mother and husband. I couldn't keep up if I tried. At half-time of that game, we peeked at the first 10 minutes of a recorded episode of Hard Knocks.

In the opening segment, a special teams coach was giving it to the players, reeeeallly giving it to them. "Like a man. I'll say it to your face!" And then a lot of #@*&!%, &@$%#*!!!  And more, %$@*%&$@!!!  The best was, "You're not good enough to be an asshole!"

J - HA! I'm going to use that one.  (And then posts it as his Facebook status)
A - I wish I could talk like that sometimes to students in my office! See those grades!?! Do you!? You're not good enough to skip class. And, by the way, $@*%*&!!!

Stay $%*&$@! Tuned, you @*% $!&@!$!

Boardwalk Empire starts soon.

The MTV 2014 Women and Metros Music Awards

Last night I flipped to the 2014 MTV VMAs while J watched the Riders defeat BC on the iPad. But, that doesn't mean my hubby didn't make comments that showed his age, which is too-old-for-the-current-VMAs years old.

Considering the fact that I was watching an award show without a twitter feed (Whaaa?), surprisingly I just sat and watched and didn't say much, except:

A - Ohhh. I like this song.
A - Ok, I'll go shower after this. . .
A - Wait, I'll watch this and then shower.
A - Man, there's a lot of boob tonight. Guess that's the style. 

Which was followed by a reply:

J - Thats not even good boob. Who is that?
A - Demi Lavato.
J - Exactly.

Sorry, Demi. I thought you rocked the deep, wide open, plunging neckline, and Kim, too. So after a run of comments regarding 5 Seconds of Summer and Sam Smith:

J - Who is this teen so full of angst? Wasn't this a band called Plain White T's? (Proceeds to mumble-sing, Hey There Delilah)
J - (After a moment with Sam Smith explaining his muse - his life) Why do I want to hear his story? 

 (Ten mins. later) 

J - Who's that? Oh yeah, the guy whose music is his story.

A - Ok, I'm going to watch Maroon 5 and then head up to shower.

Maroon 5 comes on, and Adam Levine hits the first notes of Maps that's in an octave I can't even hit when I stub my toe:

J - Where are all the men in music today? Ok, I'm done. (A whole 2 seconds pass). Why are the all pansies? Ok. Done.

I get up to leave, but Miley just won video of the year and sends some guy up to accept for her.

A - Nope. I HAVE to see what she's up to sending this guy up there.
J - (As Miley dramatically huffy puff cries, I think) Did she just wipe away mouth crud? She has mouth crud.

Finally, I get up to head upstairs.

J - I only liked Iggy Azalea. And I don't even like how she pronounces some words. 

Stay Tuned.
He's only going to get older and less hip.

OITNB, wait, what?

While we sat around waiting for the new episode of Hard Knocks, J asks if I want to watch an episode of Orange. We are trying to get through season 2.

I remind you, this was his suggestion. I don't even need to tell you which episode - completely irrelevant. J probably doesn't even know which episode we watched. And, there are no spoilers here.

J - Wait. Is she free? Where is she going?

J - What happened? He got shot?

J - Hold on. I didn't have my glasses on. Who was that?

Yep. So that's it. Glad he suggested that WE watch the show.

Stay tuned. You never know what J will want to fake-watch next!

P.S.  J was out of the room when HK began. It was about two whole seconds into the opening surgery scene.

J - Did I miss anything?
A - It seriously just started.
J - Who is that?
A - It JUST started.
J - So they didn't say who that is?
A - (sigh). I don't know. I wasn't paying attention.