Gotham Girls

Have you met my cousin Matil-bot?

She was recently recognized for her style in Marie Claire magazine.

Matil-bot and her other cousin Ry-bot just started a style blog.  If you're looking for some tips or inspiration, you should check them out.  They are young and hip, and dress more interestingly than you do.  They are Gotham Girls.

Papatron's 90th Birthday

January 1, 2011 was my Papatron's 90th birthday.  He doesn't look a day older than 80, if you ask me.

(Papatron with all his Bot/Tron grandchildren and great-grandchildren, minus 2)

When I think that this man has been around for a decade shy of a century, it amazes me in a way I can't explain.  Ninety years is FOREVER.  1921.  That was so long ago.  Yet, the man uses email and reads blogs.  He is amazing.

 

It causes me to wonder if I can make it another 59 years.  But, only for a second until I realize that I definitely CAN NOT make it another 59 years.  That's ridiculous.

He's been there for me since the beginning.

(Papatron holding Baby Sparklebot, and Grandmabot, 1980) 

(Unknown kid beside Grandmabot needs to pee)

He still loved me even when my mom made me have boy hair.

(Papatron and Sparklebot, Christmas 1988, maybe?)

He's always been there for my important events.

 (High school graduation, 1997)

(Law School graduation, 2009)

 

Thanks for everything, Papatron.  And, I can't wait to celebrate your 100th birthday.

Resolutions

I have always kind of thought that New Year's resolutions were stupid.

Trying to better yourself is fine, and I guess it's important for some people to have some kind of reference for when they need a new beginning.  But, the post-holiday beginning to each new year seems an arbitrary and sort of sad time to be having such resolve.  Plus, no one ever carries their resolutions past the end of January...so why do we even engage in this charade?

This weekend, our family drove to my old hometown in North Carolina to celebrate my Papa's 90th birthday (he was a New Year's baby in 1921).  Coming home from the party, Troubletron and I talked to the kids very briefly about their New Year's resolutions.  I was particularly struck my Littletron's:

"Get some AAA batteries."

Keep aiming high, Littletron.  You are going to go so far.

Troubletron's Reaction to Your Peppermint Responses

"Wow.  Maybe there's something wrong with my tongue."

Thank you all for helping to win this tiny, insignificant marital squabble.  It was definitely a waste of everyone's time and attention.  Just know that I appreciate that!

Peppermint

Since it's the Christmas season (don't argue with me about this--just accept it), I have, of course, switched from my usual lotion scent to a more festive peppermint body lotion.  This morning, as I rubbed the striking holiday scent into my dry elbows and cracked heels, I said to Troubletron, "mmm!  Don't you just love the smell of peppermint!"

And, then, simultaneously, we said:

"Yes, it's such a ________ smell!"

One of us said "warm."  One of us said "cool."

Putting aside that it's kind of impossible for a smell to have an inherent temperature, is Peppermint warm or cool?  We need you to resolve this.

What should I do with my Veteran's day?

Start wrapping the Christmas presents we've been progressively buying all year?

Clean bird cages?

 

Put away Halloween decorations?

Craft?

Watch streamed netflix (or "neckflix" as Littletron says) movies all day?

Go through family photos to find pictures of Papatron to send for the slide show for Papatron's 90th birthday celebration?

Make a pot roast?

Only eat chips and Halloween candy all day?

All?

Halloween

Don't pretend like you don't care about Halloween anymore.

Joan and Roger

I think we nailed it.