orichalcum

You know it's a Monday when...

1. your child started screaming uncontrollably ( we think he's got a cold and sore throat) at 4:30 AM.

2. during breakfast, he toddled off with the phone, and then came and grabbed you by the hand and dragged you off a few minutes later,
so that he could point out that he had gotten it wedged inside the toilet.

3. During morning playtime, he grabbed the round top of the bathroom wastebasket and then proceeded to wedge his bottom in it. I successfully rescued him from that, too, and am sad that I didn't think to take pictures. Of course, a second later, Mac himself grabbed the camera and started pointing it at the window and carefully looking around for different angles.

4. Because his throat is sore, he's unwilling to have any clothing touch his neck at any point.

5. Despite numerous attempts, the doorman still can't get your home phone number right. All the other ones have it, just not this one guy.

So, as an advance warning, this is both a parody (quite safe for work) of the Obama "Yes we can" video and much more so of John McCain's rhetoric. It is, well, no kinder than the Daily Show, I should say.

It's also extremely funny, much like the Daily Show.

McCain'08: Like Hope, But Different.

McCain supporters, please feel free to point me to Obama satires (non-racist ones, at least). I'm happy to laugh at any candidate (and now that Romney is gone, it's harder to find the easy jokes!)



EDIT: On a tip fromholmes_iv, found the original quote that I was reminded of:
Maureen Dowd: But wouldn't, say, a President Obama be harder to make fun of than these guys?
STEWART: Are you kidding?
COLBERT and STEWART in unison: His dad was a goat-herder!
STEWART: I'd rather make fun of somebody who is wearing their humble beginnings on their sleeve than somebody who has created a situation where casualties are involved. So the idea that somehow it's easier now -- it's not. Because right now it is a comic box lined with sadness.

1. I was listening to the radio today, and there was a Valentine's ad, with an initial bit of cute if cliched patter, before it got strange.
Female Voice: "I don't really want anything special, honey; just get me something you know I'll like!"
Male Voice: "Does that mean 'chocolates'? I think that mean chocolates."
Announcer Voice: "You'll be able to find just the right thing for Valentine's Day this season at Dominick's, your favorite local grocery store. We have pot roast on sale at $1.49 per pound!"

So, I don't even really celebrate Valentine's Day (by compromise we celebrate February 17th instead), but dude, if my s.o. gave me _raw pot roast_ as a romantic gift? There would be words. Unromantic words. Just because I'm Irish and Jewish doesn't mean I think there's nothing sweeter than pot roast.

2. In _Parenting_ magazine this month (OMG, I sound like such a yuppie mom in these posts), there was an article about proper hair products and treatments for your baby and toddler. It included the recommendations that, if your child has a cowlick, you should blow-dry it straight and then use styling gel to either flatten it down or spike it up.

Somehow, I missed the part of my day where I was supposed to be blowdrying and gelling up the hair of my 17-month old. I'm such a bad and lazy mom.

So, in a day where Mac successfully removed his diaper three times, I resolved to buy a potty training seat and start on the process of toilet training. (When I ask "Mac, were you poopy?" he proudly hands me the diaper now.)

So I go looking for toilet training books, and get temporarily irritated when I see all of these books divided by sex: "Once Upon a Potty For Girls" and "Once Upon a Potty For Boys."

It takes me a few minutes to remember that there might actually be a good reason to have different toilet training books for different sexes.

cerebralpaladin is so going to take point on the actual demonstration part. Not My Anatomy!