Seven of these quick takey things
1. Name of Wii game, as promised: Broken Sword: Shadow of the Templars. I'm a big fan of mystery games for the PC (I've spent a lot of time with my girl Nancy) but I never saw any for the Wii (or any of the other consoles, which, yes, we own those too, surely you're not surprised.) Phillip heard about this one and we've been playing it almost every night. It is REALLY. HARD. to play a mystery game with someone else (okay, maybe just hard for ME) but it has a decent two-player system and some of the puzzles NEED an extra brain. It's a decent story so far and the dialogue only annoys me occasionally. I'll give it the Cheung Stamp of Approval.
2. I am feeling guilty about the lack of photo albums in my house. Jack looooves looking at pictures (of himself, natch) but I'm overwhelmed at the thought of putting picture books together. Because you KNOW I can't just print out a few and stick 'em in a book. I'll have to go back to Jackson Day One and print and fuss and organize and deliberate and I WILL NEVER GET ANYTHING DONE AGAIN. So. I'm thinking about uploading them to some place like Snapfish? And just making books there? Because I'll have to do the picture-choosing no matter what, but then I don't have to deal with the printer (which is inconveniently located) and running out of ink and finding books and sticking them in and feeling all inadequate about my lack of scrapbooking know how. What do you think? Quick way to go broke?
3. We're going hang out in our shared driveway tonight and have a nice neighborly cookout. Ooh. Tangent: is "cookout" a Midwestern thing? Because the only people I know who say "cookout" are originally from the Midwest. Discuss.
4. Okay, so a COOKOUT and I'm excited because the neighbor who suggested it tends to make these really fabulous chocolate desserts and she said she would have 1) a side salad and 2) margaritas and 3) a dessert. WIN. Although I'm not sure about the margaritas. I am not really a fan of tequila, but I notice that many grown ups ARE fans of tequila and perhaps I need to get over this personal issue so I can start Fitting In. But really. Why go for something vile and blended when you can have a Bombay Sapphire gin & tonic?
5. I feel like Molly and I have Turned A Corner with this whole eating thing. I swear, if "FEEDING" wasn't in the job description I would be an AWESOME MOM. But anyway. I have discovered that Molly actually likes food if it is cut into chunks and I don't dare to give it to her myself. No, it must be placed directly on the tray for awkward and inefficient SELF-feeding. Which: FINE BY ME! I also figured out not to put ALL of the chunks on the tray lest she stuff them ALL into her mouth at once. I would like to point out that her preferences were the DIRECT OPPOSITE mere DAYS ago, so props to me, I say. Today she ate peaches and cheese sandwich and SCRAMBLED EGGS. (And yes, I know, not a year old, I don't care, SHE EATS IT.)
6. I don't know why I thought people wouldn't know that Beauty & The Beast song. I mean, we are all LADIES of the same ERA and of course I am not the only one of us who has the entire Disney songbook memorized. RIGHT? I felt considerably less dorky, so thank you.
7. Good stuff I read this week:
Mrs. Flinger on The Road to Mid Life because oh no, Phillip and I haven't done ANY rebelling whatsoEVER.
Heather on Maybe Not Now And Possibly Never because I feel that way almost every day.
