http://www.lettersofnote.com/2012/05/love-dad.html

"...Any man can find a twerp here and there who will go along with cheating, and it doesn't take all that much manhood. It does take quite a man to remain attractive and to be loved by a woman who has heard him snore, seen him unshaven, tended him while he was sick and washed his dirty underwear. Do that and keep her still feeling a warm glow and you will know some very beautiful music..."

Go Ronald Reagan. This goes for husbands and wives both, I think.

My sister just called me at work--it's a Fun Friday today, which means she and her best friend and my mom are all at her house drinking cocktails [although I should note that it is not at all unusual for my sister to call me at work and demand I listen to or solve similarly odd, non-work related problems for her, be it a Fun Friday or any other day]. She and my mom were discussing this cookie we apparently used to eat as kids and wanted to know if I remembered it/knew what the name was. I didn't--I don't remember them at all, but after a few false starts of (I remember *these* kinds of cookies), I found it out for them, using the following information:
It was an Oreo-like, Oreo-sized cookie that was fudge and vanilla. It had swirls on the top. There was no frosting.
It was a four-sided round cookie (?!). The chocolate was chocolate or fudge, and the vanilla, vanilla: they were not combined, and never the twain shall meet. They were horrible non-Oreos and were not tasty. Mom said that it was like a wafer, and went well with tea. We ate it in Pennsylvania [i.e., between 1978 and 1986 when we lived in PA]. Mom says it was Keebler or involved elves of some kind, my sister says it was not.

From this information alone I discovered that they are : Keebler Classic Collection Chocolate French Crème or French Vanilla Crème cookies (that also came in Lemon flavor, apparently). There is no picture online, so I can't figure out the "four-sided round" argument, but this description from a blog confirmed it:

"Does anyone recall these cookies? They came in a bag in the 70s and came in 3 flavors--French Vanilla, Chocolate Fudge and Lemon Creme Sandwich Cookies???? I grew up on these in the 70s and found them about 8 years ago, havent seen since. They were sandwich cookies with a swirly desi[g]n on the exterior."
(from http://www.roadfood.com/Forums/1970s-Keebler-French-Vanilla-Sandwich-Cookies-m377547.aspx)

So, go me. I am the master of Google--it is my bitch, as they say.

My sister is like "you should get a bonus!", and while that would be nice, as I spent about 20 minutes discussing this with her and then finding it on work time, and it's not *actually* work related, I don't think that'll happen. Maybe I can just add it to my resume? ;)

As I already posted on Facebook, I just have to reiterate it here for posterity.

"Let's pretend this never happened" by Jenny Lawson (aka The Bloggess) is possibly the funniest book I've ever read. I was literally crying with laughter, and at one point my husband had to stop and ask if I was okay because he was "afraid I'd stopped breathing". I think it's mostly due to how she totally channels my sister.

Here's a blog post that's contained within the book that just set me off to the point where I had to *put the book down and back away*.  http://thebloggess.com/2009/09/im-pretty-sure-its-pronounced-wesley-ann/
I made my husband read it and while he conceded it was 'funny', he was not rolling around clasping his sides. I think it's just because, well, I can totally picture the entire conversation happening between my sister and her husband. Like, totally, as is, without any sort of changes whatsoever.

God I love my sis. She makes me laugh even when she doesn't mean to.

Had a fun weekend this weekend. It was Easter, so we went to my sister's house to help my niece & nephews find the eggs full o' candy that my sister & her husband had hidden the night before. It was quite fun, as the day was sunny and nicer than usual for Easter. Also, there was a snack ham, which is always nice.

We discovered that one should not drink--or even open, really--a wine bottled the year you were born that was made in Cleveland (especially one with a screw top).

Another lesson learned (somehow, don't ask for details 'cause I certainly don't remember them):
Never trust a clown.

I see I haven't updated in quite a while, at least publicly.
So this is what's up:

Just spent an hour or so re-organizing my Kindle. Lets hope it stays that way! And that my Kindle doesn't ever break again, 'cause that's just no good. My other one spontaneously broke (the screen just stopped working :( ) and I had to get a replacement (boo!) but for a discount (yay Amazon!) but then none of the stuff I had bought but not yet read turned up so I had to re-import them all (boo!). But now it should be all good. We'll see. As everyone pointed out earlier, it's a first world problem, but hey,just 'cause I'm privileged doesn't mean I can't have my own irritating problems.

Also, I've got pneumonia. I'm still not quite sure how one goes about catching pneumonia when it is 80 degrees and sunny outside, but hey, if anybody can do it, it's me. Luckily I went in before it got too bad--I recognized that a creaking sqeaking sound when you breathe is a Bad Thing--and am recovering quickly w/the help of Modern Medicine (i.e. antibiotics). I went back to work day after only 4 days of lying around like a bump on a log, so that's good! Go me! <wonder power activate noise goes here>

Interesting movies I've seen recently: In Bruges, History of Violence, and Moon. All very good in very different ways.
Interesting things I've seen lately: Came downstairs after a nap to find a mouse clinging to the inside of our kitchen screen door (door was open due to the unseasonably warm weather outside). What?!? Yeah, it looks like one of the cats probably mauled it a bit before it escaped and climbed to the top of the screen door to get away, and then the cat got bored and wandered away. I hope that it has learned its lesson and taken home its tale of woe to its brethren--I don't want mice in the house!

Other than that: The Usual. I am still married to the Most Wonderful Man on Earth who spent the last four days looking out for me and did nice things like bring me home cookies when I wasn't feeling well. :)

http://vimeo.com/35404908
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They certainly bring color to my life.

I got it from the Swiss Army Librarian, here (and I agree with his tiny criticism): http://www.swissarmylibrarian.net/2012/02/02/the-fantastic-flying-books-of-mr-morris-lessmore/

I like this quote. I'm putting it on my page so I'll see it later (hopefully) if I'm feeling too cynical
"Hang onto your hat. Hang onto your hope. And wind the clock, for tomorrow is another day." -- E.B. White.

More impact from the whole letter, from here:
http://www.lettersofnote.com/2012/01/wind-clock-for-tomorrow-is-another-day.html

Got maybe 2 inches of the 4 they were calling for, and it's nice and light and fluffy so really, no harm to shovel. Hooray! Now that that is done with, we can go get ready to bowl with my sister and her kids. Should be fun, even though I'm a sucky bowler (Mom's bowling genes must have skipped me). Happy Saturday, y'all!

What a good way to start the new year: snuggly warm inside (while it's blustery and sleet/raining outside) with a cat on one's lap and a good book to read. Happy New Year to all.

So a few months ago, I was looking for a piece of music that I'd heard in the background of a radio show I listen to (WireTap). I didn't recognize it, and I looked everywhere for it. I even wrote the show, and they couldn't help me (their records didn't go back that far). So, basically, I gave up.

But! Today, my sister, the awesome keppiehed, found it for me! She'd been looking this whole time. It is just awesome that she put this much time and effort into finding an obscure piece of music for me.  That's what makes sisters just the best thing in the entire world.  A big, public thank you and LJ hug to my sis! You're the bomb! Now that 'earworm itch' has been scratched!

For those of you who care, here it is.