GRAMMYS!!!!!

Okay peeps, I’m sorry but I can’t post legit today.  I’m watching the Grammys!  But, I couldn’t NOT post something, so here’s my brief mid-Grammys commentary:

They’re actually letting Christina sing in public after the Super Bowl catastrophe?

Florence Welch (Florence + the Machine) tears it up.

What happened to Lady Gaga’s shoulders?  Props on the getting carried into the theatre in a random egg-like spaceship thingy.

Justin Bieber got a *bit* of a hair cut.  (thank goodness)  And how cute were Will & Jada when Jaden was rapping?!  LOVE the Smiths. :)

Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh my gosh I <3 Usher.

Subtle shout-out to your baby mamma, Matthew Bellamy (Muse), known to the rest of us as Kate Hudson.

Marcus Mumford (Mumford & Sons) looked so nervous, bless his heart!

Mumford & Sons + Avett Brothers = *bliss*

Oh, Bob.  Bob, Bob, Bob.  I think you’ve had too many years of smoking to be singing anymore.  I’m sorry.

Cee Lo looks like the love child of Big Bird and Elton John.  Also, Gwyneth needs to stick to what she does best…not dancing on pianos in Christian Loubitans.

Doesn’t anyone get that that Lady Antebellum song is about a BOOTY CALL?  I’m mean, it’s really great, but “It’s a quarter after one/I’m all alone/and I need you now?”  She just interested in one thing: boo-tay.

Okay, usually I think John Mayer’s a douche, but um…he looks pretty hot with the scruffy stuff and the long hair (oh, I’m such a sucker for hippie long-haired rocker types!!).  He’s still douchey, just a hot douche.

Nora Jones is amazeballs.  She sounds like Dolly!  She’s adorbs with her little sassy pixie cut and I could listen to her for hours.

Eminem is awesome.  I don’t care what you say.  So there.

Esper-who?  I need to check this chick out…

Those high schoolers were kinda overzealous with their music while Mr. Shue was talking.

Mick, I’m glad I got to see you a few years ago in concert.

“Freedom is just another word, for nothin’ left to lose.”

BABS!!!!!  She’s like buttah, just like buttah!

Okay, now I’m off to watch the end. 

XO

What's that Song…?

If you’ve seen the new trailer for the Eat Pray Love movie (SQUEEEEE!!!!! ZOMYGOSH! So excited!!!!) *deep cleansing breath*, then you may be wondering what the song in the background is.

Well, in case you were wondering how hip the five-year-olds are around our pad, my five-year-old can tell you [yes, I realize I implied that said hip five-year-old is raised in a hip household...take from that what you will]. It’s Florence + the Machine’s Dog Days are Over. (One of the wee one’s…and my favorites!)

Here’s the lyrics and the song, followed by the trailer for Eat Pray Love!! And, if you like this song, then just do yourself a favor and buy her entire album: Lungs. It’s fab!

Happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with her drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run

Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind
You cant carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come

And I never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had and what was left after that too, oh
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the head
Struck from a great height by someone who should know better than that

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come

Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your loving, your loving behind
You cant carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run


(Side note: How Gaga-esque is Flo’s video?!?)

The Hard Life

It’s so hard to be a celebrity. Seriously. I don’t think we fully understand the plight of these victims of society:

Exhibit A:
If you’re a celebrity, you have to be careful what you do at drunken parties and who you “date.” I mean, if you “heil Hitler” salute, wear an SS hat, and “date” a chick with a swastika on her arm, people start calling you a Nazi:

Exhibit B:
As a celeb, you can’t even let your bra hang out inappropriately at a baseball game without causing a ruckus!

(See also: upstaging your sister’s college graduation by wearing the Shroud of Turin is ALSO a “no-no” when you’re a member of entertainment’s elite) What is the world coming to?!

Exhibit C:
You can’t buy knock-off/counterfeit shoes, handbags, etc with your litter (er, kids) without photographic evidence being gathered for years and years of posterity:

And finally, in most recent news, I present Exhibit D:
It’s so UNFAIR when you have to go to jail for violating probation and/or abusing drugs. It’s so sad!

Well, ladies and gents, I think it’s pretty clear that life is hard for celebs, and we just don’t understand. I mean, all the money and fame in the world obviously can’t buy happiness…or brains, it appears. What a hard life!!

(Thank you, TMZ for the photos. I <3 thee!!)

The World through Five-Year-Old Eyes

My daughter absolutely LOVES to take pictures. Actually, that’s probably an understatement…

“Love” is probably not a strong enough word for her almost compulsive enjoyment for the art. Oh, we encourage it, of course, but it’s always surprising to me what I find when the monthly/quarterly download of pictures (from a REALLY big memory card) takes place.

It’s always so much fun to learn about the world as she sees it, and she takes some really fantastic pictures for such a little person. So, aside from the tons of pictures of family members, here are the things she deems important enough to document with her camera. Oh, and I had a little fun enhancing some of these! :)

She LOVES dogs, so we’ll start here. The first is of our poor Pug who has quite possibly been photographed more times than Lady GaGa. Notice the slight look of fear in her eyes and the submissive posture? Yeah, she knows resistance is futile.

Not quite so submissive, here’s my mother’s Pug:

Does she not have the perfect “sad puppy dog” look? Anytime I see a pic like this of her, I think about the scene in Bolt where the cat is trying to teach Bolt this same look. Well, this Pug didn’t need ANY instruction, as you can see.

Last, but most definitely not least in the “doggie” category is a picture of her beloved stuffed doggie, George (nestled lovingly in her Tinkerbell chair, btw).

George has been all over: Japan, Texas, Washington State, Oklahoma, California. Soon, he will travel to Michigan and by year’s end, he will achieve every conquering-hero-of-the-Super-Bowl’s prize: to go to DisneyWorld!!

Moving on, we come to the various miscellaneous subjects my little one has photographed.

Kiddo is a foodie and swears she wants to be a chef when she grows up, so she likes to take pictures of her food. Contrary to what the next to pictures depict, she does actually eat more than just sugary snacks:

I love this next one:

And here are a few more random pics:
A canvas I was working on.

My phone (I think she’s in love with the fact that it’s pink, takes pictures, and plays music, but I could be wrong):

Clothes ready to go to a relative’s wedding:

And my absolute personal favorite:

Those little piggies put a smile on my face! What a happy, happy place the world is for a five-year-old. We should all be so lucky. :)