Post by judyblume14 on Sept 23, 2016 9:04:56 GMT -5
MY BFF bought DD the Polar Express Book for Christmas Last year. It came with the jingle bell. The one that only people who believe in Santa Claus can hear. I guess the ball got stuck in it or something, because when H and i shook it, it didn't make any noise. At first, we thought it was broken. Then we kind of chuckled to ourselves because OF COURSE we can't hear it, we're humbug grown ups.
Anyway, we handed it to DD, and the little noisemaker must have come dislodged and the bell started jingling. It startled me so much that I almost peed my pants (not pooped),
All I needed was the ads for Polar Express to know DNW. It is forbidden in our house. Happy Feet on the other hand - I was completely unprepared for the awfulness that was about to ensue. And then DS insisted on watching it AGAIN. I told DH to hide it from our play list and not to buy it ever, on threat of divorce. *shudder*
H has a work trip that he goes on almost every summer, and DS1 and I have the tradition of making frozen hot chocolate and Christmas cookies and watching Polar Express and Frozen together in the middle of July on the day H leaves.
Sometimes we even make paper snowflakes and hang them up because we're dorks like that.
We go on a "Polar Express" trip in the winter. We ride on a train, get our ticket punched, and go meet Santa. It's fantastic. I love it.
Oh we definitely do the train ride! There's one in the white mountains NH and I already bought my tickets. The book is also wonderful. Movie is the only black mark on the polar express legacy.
I know Larry happened. Please do not try to convince me otherwise. Please don't talk to me about coffee. I don't drink it. I don't caffeine. When I state my opinion, that is me chiming in on a topic. This is not me saying you suck at life if you do or feel differently. If I want to say that, I will. If I want to speak on you, I will.
Oh goodness, now I fear I've created buildup for a lame story about how I didn't give "sufficient notice". I was working part time after college and when I finally got a full time job/career I told them I couldn't do weeknights anymore. They would make you stay past close to cleanup and sometimes it could get pretty late and I didn't want my $5/hr job interfering with my ability to wake up on time for my full time job. (our store was/is always very organzed). I told them I could still do weekends but they said that wasn't the expectation when they hired me so wasn't sufficient - which seemed weird to me since they'd already put in the time to train me and the holidays were coming up. I took that to mean we were done and when I didn't show up for the shift scheduled the next week I got a nasty call and was told that I was "never allowed to work for Kohl's again". 22 year old me was like "whatever", but every once in a while a job opens up at HQ that I'm interested in but wonder if somewhere there's still a record from 2002 of the girl that didn't give two weeks notice.
I do want to take DD to the Polar Express train ride. I found one that's only an hour and a half away. She has been obsessed with trains, so I think she would like it.
Post by bunnyfungo on Sept 23, 2016 9:14:13 GMT -5
I couldn't tell you the plot to almost any kids movie. If they're watching, I'm doing something else. Like playing here. DH will ask me something about the plot and I just give him a blank stare. Dude, you don't have to watch it too.
I couldn't tell you the plot to almost any kids movie. If they're watching, I'm doing something else. Like playing here. DH will ask me something about the plot and I just give him a blank stare. Dude, you don't have to watch it too.
Ditto. MH is shocked that there are movies/shows that my kid has watched millions of times and I have no clue what they're about. If I put a show on, I'm doing it so we can both zone out.
MY BFF bought DD the Polar Express Book for Christmas Last year. It came with the jingle bell. The one that only people who believe in Santa Claus can hear. I guess the ball got stuck in it or something, because when H and i shook it, it didn't make any noise. At first, we thought it was broken. Then we kind of chuckled to ourselves because OF COURSE we can't hear it, we're humbug grown ups.
Anyway, we handed it to DD, and the little noisemaker must have come dislodged and the bell started jingling. It startled me so much that I almost peed my pants (not pooped),
Happy Feet is the worst movie ever. DH wanted to buy it because he thought the movie case had a cute penguin. I had to inform him to never judge a book (or movie) by it's cover!
Post by Cherhorowitz on Sept 23, 2016 9:19:32 GMT -5
bearfootz when I sat for the Bar, I had to call pretty much every employer and ask them to send my "file" to the Character and Fitness Committee. What I learned from retailer's I worked for prior to everything being digital, they seem to keep your name, date of birth and social security number on file, but no actual details about your employment. Which is actually very creepy if you think about it.
Post by Cherhorowitz on Sept 23, 2016 9:24:03 GMT -5
I have no desire to go camping but something MH and I started talking about recently was when our family was a little older, we would love to rent a fancy RV and drive cross country, seeing Mount Rushmore, Minnesota State Fair and all those other things that you guys have spoken so highly of. This is very un-Cher like. But during this pregnancy, we decided we want to embrace our inner Griswalds and one day do really cheesy, fun family vacations.
Post by Cherhorowitz on Sept 23, 2016 9:26:21 GMT -5
I was really nervous that Abercrombie would send a file to the NY state bar that said "18 year old Cher always takes long breaks and flirts with other employees rather than board folding."
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