Well, I am moving very s...l...o...w...l...y on my costume, but I have been thinking about how to make it multi-purpose. I noticed that Susan wore her skirt and under dress for the Night Raid, so I have been thinking about how to make her cuirass, or leather corset. We'll see, so don't hold me to it...
P.S. I hope to write a post about the purple skirt (above) mock-up soon!
The rules: comment with your guesses of the person who said the following quotes
1. " Oh David, I've lost my heel--look at me walk!" Hint: from a 1938 movie about a leopard and a scatterbrained heiress.
2." McCain thinks that we should improve relations with Narnia" Hint: A radio show that airs on NPR on Saturday afternoon. The host's name rhymes with a type of seabird.
3." Not True... Not True...Not True..." Hint: A celebrity very much in the spotlight right now. (Very Recent Quote.)
4. "That's not at all patronizing, is it?" Hint: A line spoken by a native Narnian. :)
5. "what's the difference between a hockey mom and a pitbull?Lipstick." Hint: A very popular quote, you should know this one.
I will post the answers sometime next weekend, Lord-willing. Until, then, feel free to guess! :)
Today, my Mom told me this "word -picture" (after I had spent a lot of time on, well, the blog):
I have a jar, some rice and a few walnuts. First, I will pour the rice into the jar, so that it goes all the way up to the brim. With the jar filled, I try to stuff the walnuts in. What happens? The walnuts don't fit.
The walnuts are representing the necessities of life, like prayer. Or laundry. Or schoolwork. The rice stands for all the luxuries and things that are not necessities. If (and when) I put in the luxuries first, the necessities won't fit and hence don't get done.
Now think: if I put in the walnuts first, and then the rice, it all fits. Guess what that means! :)
I just wanted to write a little blurb for all the Narnia fans out there... Prince Caspian comes out on DVD December 2nd!!! Here's a link to the NarniaWeb article
Here it is on September 13th. Day before yesterday was September 11th. Seven years ago today, the country was still staggering under the blow of the attacks on 9/11.
Families were still holding out hope thatmaybe, maybe their loved one had survived the catastrophe. Victims were in the midst of the harsh reality of the fact that the co-worker at the next cubicle, had died, but they had lived. All across the nation, people were in a state of shock, the footage of a destroyed tower burning and then a the sudden terror of the sight of a second plane nosediving into its twin. And back in New York, the unbelievable horror of the people who had seen the planes crash, had told their stories, and had subsequently had to flee for their lives from the massive cloud of smoke that billowed through the streets. An employee from one of the towers had watched the plane heading directly for the tower, and had realized that he could not do anything to help himself, he was in the palm of God's hand. A wife across the bay had been watching the TV while the havoc was wreaked just a few miles away-- her husband was in one of those towers-- and talking to his friend whom he had just contacted. As he tried to reassure the distraught wife, she screamed, a horrible ear- shattering scream of utter grief, as she watched the tower that her husband was in crumble. Her husband was dead. Firemen rushed down the stairs as they realized that there was nothing more that they could do, but on meeting a bookkeeper on one of the landings, they decide to throw aside all selfishness and help her escape. Soon, a tower imploded, contracting floor by crushing floor like an accordion, killing people who still lived.
All this was in New York.
In the middle east, however, was a different story. They celebrated in their streets, rejoicing that they had devastated their enemy, America.
Recently, my parents heard a news anchor practically apologizing for airing footage of 9/11 during one of the conventions. He would like to forget as much as possible. He would like to only think of " change" and "hope for America". Well, I'm sorry, but we cannot afford to forget. Not only to honor the memory of the souls who died in the attacks, but because the enemy has not forgotten. The terrorists are just more patient than we are, and if we let their patience pay off, we will pay dearly for it. They are full of religious zeal and we have to hold strong. We have to remember that although we may want to forget-- it is a tear-wrenching memory--they won't. It was victory for them, and it will help motivate them for years to come. We must not let them gain another one. I don't know where we should be in the war, and I am not going to try to explain the reasons or the "should be" behind every current event, but I am going to assert that we cannot forget. We cannot afford to forget.
These are just some of the quotes that I remember from watching the RNC the last couple of nights.
"If I were [Joe] Biden, I'd want that V.P thing in writing."
-Rudy Giuliani
I thought that was funny. I wish I could remember the rest of his quotes, but at that point, I wasn't writing them down.
"My fellow citizens, the American Presidency is not supposed to be a journey of personal discovery."
-Sarah Palin
I'm not sure where she got "the journey of personal discovery" thing but it sure sounds like something Obama would say.
And here is what I think was the best comment that Palin used,
"I guess a small-town mayor is sort of like a 'community organizer,' except that you have actual responsibilities."
-Sarah Palin
Wow! I think that this was a retort to Obama and his campaign not thinking that she had enough experience, having just been a small-town mayor. She points out that he was just an organizer without any real accountability.
I had heard mention of Obama's not being able to make up his mind about what to vote in the senate. I remember someone (maybe Palin) saying something like "he can't decide whether to vote 'yes' or 'no', so he votes 'here.'"
Sadly, the McCain comments that I took down last night were virtually indecipherable to me in the morning, so I'm not sure what the exact words were. He made a great speech, though.
There was one comment that Fred Thompson made which I can't remember exactly, but it went something along the lines of " being a POW doesn't mean you can be president, but it sure shows character."
For some of the commentary after the speeches during the balloon drop, we watched MSNBC. The news anchors went down to the reporter on the convention floor (it was Andrea Mitchell). She was, for some reason, directly below the balloons. She proceeded to give what was, I'm sure, an excellent report on McCain's speech, but we heard not a word of it. Why? Laughter. Yes, we were laughing at her. You see, as she was giving her educated and serious analysis, she was batting away at balloons that continued to fall in between her and the camera. What made it really funny though, was that she remained so unruffled. You really have to see it to understand, so here it is...
The anchors apparently thought this very funny, so they would cut to her and then to one of the cameramen, who also was being buried by balloons. The next time we saw him, only his head was visible.
As this was happening, my daddy was talking about how the Republicans really don't like MSNBC and how somebody was shaking their fist at their booth. I wonder if it was choreographed so that they got hit hardest? Hmmmmm...
By the way, I remember that at the Democratic convention, they were trying to make a big deal of how many homes McCain has. Nobody mentions how many Obama has.
