A Birthday Frog for the Girls
I opened my back door tonight to let Sadie out and was greeted by this lovely little leaper, clinging to the storm door.
I thought it would make a wonderful birthday gift for Shrewspeake, Mind Doc, Ivoryhut, and Claire.
Hope y'all have/had/will have a good one.
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Labels: Monkbot
posted by shelley @ 11/10/2006 09:30:00 PM
34 comments
34 Comments:
Happy Birthday to 3 of the KEWLest (and grooviest) chicks I know.
And, 11/10....for our music kun-NECK-shun to this date....
Today, in 1975 the Edmund Fitzgerald sunk in Lake Superior.
"The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down, of the big lake they call Gitchigoomee.
Seems it is the Month of the Monkbots! Happy Birthday to Shrew, Mind Doc, Claire, and Ivoryhut!
Hope all of your collective dreams come true!
Aw, thanks y'all. And thanks for the frog, Shelley, he's cute. I think I'll call him FrogBot.
And how cool is it to see our names in the header!!! Way too cool!!!
*is flattered.*
*kisses the frog on the screen to see if he is my prince...waits...waits...waits...blasted frog remains the same*
LOVE YOU GUYS!
*wipes mouth*
Can't believe I kissed a frog........................again.
Aww Shrew...can't tell you how many frogs I've kissed!
Stupid fairy tales.
Shrew, Shelley, when it comes to kissing frogs, don't get me started. Still waiting for one to turn into a decent person, never mind a handsome prince!!!
Stupid fairy tales indeed, Shelley. Word. ;)
Awww! He's cute! I want to kiss him and I've already *got* a prince! ;)
Happy birthday, November MonkBots!
--Q
My biggest fear...
A tree frog clinging to some part of my body.
One gets in the house, I can't sleep, eat, think, it paralyzes me.
I need therapy. Just this pix is creeping me out.
Shelley,Double D, Squeebee - couldn't agree more. Happy Birthday to the Fab Four!
Shrew - very funny! Echo your sentiments totally. My Irish great grandma used to cite the very sensible maxim, "Handsome is as handsome does." As a little girl, it seemed a very dispiriting thought, that actions would reflect far more insight into a person's character than their outward looks. It made things sound complicated.
Unlike her embittered old cynic of a mum, my four-year old subscribes to the handsome prince ethos. She once cried out whilst watching American Idol, "Mummy, Taylor Hicks is a handsome prince, and Simon has a black heart." A whole year of gentle prodding in the direction of politically correct bedtime stories, where strong women make things happen for themselves, was wiped-out by my jumping up and down and enthusiastic clapping! (Blush.)
Hope the next year brings great things for the birthday girls. Sending a multi-layered gargantuan cyber-cake, and for those who do not like cake, a cyber deep-fried pizza (or credit note for something a little less cholesterol-tastic!) ;) Many happy returns.
Rowan said..."A whole year of gentle prodding in the direction of politically correct bedtime stories, where strong women make things happen for themselves, was wiped-out by my jumping up and down and enthusiastic clapping!"
I think this is a great topic, Rowan.
Despite the battle for women's rights and the empowerment of women over the last 100 years, is it wrong to still swoon over men?
Can we overcome our instinct to propogate?
Or the bigger question...
Should we overcome it?
I personally love to swoon over a good-looking man.
If that means I'm anti-woman-of-today...I don't care.
Q - just saw your post. Yes, the froggie is very cute. How nice to find him on your door, Shelley. All I found on mine was graffitti. (Just kiddin!) Would like to offer the be-birthdayed a traditional Scottish Soulwomen's toast of whisky and lemonade. Cheers!
Awww -- you guys are the best!
The FrogBot is darling, and clearly a frog of discernment. I do like frogs, but not toads or salamanders. How great to see a nice birthday greeting! Frogs for everyone!
(glowing happily)
Happy Birthday, Shrew, Mind Doc, Claire, and Ivoryhut!
May your years be many and your worries be few!
Shelley, I think the human race is designed to swoon. I definitely don't see swooning, crushes, or fangirliness as weakness - au contraire, it's quite normal behaviour. A person who never professes an attraction to another human being (even if they feel one)is missing out. It's a way for people to connect. Women swoon over say, George Clooney or Taylor Hicks, men "swoon" over Eva Longoria or Angelina Jolie, for example. It has been this way since men and women first figured out "wait, that goes in THERE??? Feels good!!"
As long as we don't end up in MySpace territory with the swooning fangirliness (shudder!) I think we'll be ok. (Personally, I find that kind of extreme fan-worship a little disturbing and sad. It's what gives the whole discussion credence in the first place). I don't think the sistahood would revoke our membership if we had a little giggle at the sight of George or Taylor in tight jeans and a T. (I would mention Brad here, but he doesn't do it for me. Sorry!!)
Rowan - if ya make that whiskey Irish, I'll raise a glass to ya!! Slainte!!!
Happy Happy Happy Birthday to Shrew, Mind Doc, CLaire & Ivory hut!!
Have a wonderful day!!
Claire...nice to know I'm not the only one who doesn't swoon over Brad.
Great points.
I agree.
And, by the way, I love to swoon over Taylor and George. ;)
Awe thanks Ash!
Okay Shelley...I LOVE that topic! I am perpetually plagued by that...it is only recently that I have accepted my singleton status...and went on vacation alone (very independent woman thingy) but tucked into my luggae were 6 swoony romances. Tales of strong women who are swept off their feet by the man of their dreams. Is it so wrong? I mean if Diana Gabledon can write a tale that makes me sigh is it so wrong? Does it make me kiss random frogs on my screen? Fall fangirlie for an American Idol contestant?
Or in the perspective, are these just guilty pleasures to be proud of?
PS- Dog adoption process has entered phase two...References checked...landlord contact is to be made....next home visit. When I think about it...match.com could learn pleanty from the Safe Hounds screening process.
Mmmmmmmmmm....Geoooooorge Cloooooooneeeeeeey....
Brad? Meh. Angelina's welcome to him.
And as you've seen Taylor in person Shelley, I'll let you swoon for both of us, he he.
Ash - if you're lurking, I'm finding it really difficult to access the Boogie Board, it's loading reeeeeeeeally slooooooooooowly...I miss my Boogie fix!!!
Shrew - good luck with the doggie adoption!! Lucky hound. I miss my doggie... :(
Shrew...I say that no matter how advance the women's lib movement gets...romance novels will ALWAYS be hot sellers. Ha!
As a matter of fact...sales may INCREASE!
I've been a single gal for a looooong time. I don't find it all that rewarding. I'd love a big brawny hunky guy to sweep me off my feet (or at least offer to sweep my driveway...and that's no euphamism).
Great topic Shelley! Will give it some thought. I wouldn't want my world-weary comments to sound anti-swoon, or anything. I think we are indeed programmed to it. At age thirteen, I remember toe-scuffing during my Great Grandma's advisory diatribe, thinking she must be confabulating, and slightly demented. Now, I can cheerfully say that non-handsome princes can be frogs too. I think I'll maybe just put a wee modern spin on the fairytales, and tell my daughter that Cinderella signed a pre-nup, so she'd be okay if things didn't turn out - half the castle and the groovy greyhounds that followed her carriage. (I so want a dog.) After-all, she was married on the basis of having abnormally small feet, and artery-endangering footwear.
I know I am digressing, but in the original Brothers Grimm version, the stepsisters cut off their toes to try to fit into the glass slipper. Guess they see the benefits of marrying royalty.
Perhaps, tho, there is a sweeter side to all of this, lurking beneath the feminist diatribe. This particular handsome prince did go foot-searching for a heck of a long time, and could not be diverted, which denotes some level of genuine loyalty. Handsome was and handsome did. Perhaps he was just a foot-fetishist or an obsessive compulsive...(Slaps hand.) No - I wish them well. Swoons and happy endings are the boogie.
Claire, great post. Yes, Irish whiskey it is. Slainte!(Pours a double for Celtic Monkbotsista)
Claire wrote, "in the original Brothers Grimm version, the stepsisters cut off their toes to try to fit into the glass slipper."
Okay, y'all...this cracks me up.
One of the very first things I wrote is a tale about a girl who cuts off her toe.
It's absolutely the worst thing I've ever written. Seriously, it's terrible and dumb. I can't stress this enough.
However...if y'all want, I'll post it.
But BE WARNED...IT'S VERY VERY VERY BAD.
Not to be all overly abstract or nuthin' but women nowadays are getting toes amputated so they can fit into excruciatingly pointy shoes -- not even for a prince! What happened!? (Yikes! back to work)
Shelley - please post the story!!
MindDoc - Ooorgh, really? Toes amputated? That is baaad. I'm speaking from the position of someone who has failed to wear pointy shoes and heels of any description, but who has also failed to wear her footwear of choice, which is at the other end of the pointy spectrum. Sigh.
I failed as a Goth because I did not have the tenacity to bear the shredded-heels which accompanied wearing my beloved DMs. I have several pairs, all great designs, from summer-meadow floral to scuury-grungy-patchy red and black. They are now just redundant iconic symbols of grumbly-girl-edginess, as they tear off several layers of epidermis each time they are worn.
Sooo...if there was the chance of a titanium plate for the back of my heels, would I succumb to the temptation of anti-fashion and go for it? Hmmm. Nah - it would involve needles, probably. (Tyra says I am still in the running to become Scotland's next top needle-phobic.)
Need I remind everyone about Club Foot Annie?
Shelley, please post the toe amputee story...I am curious to see how you make that choice compelling for your main character.
Club Foot Annie?
Huh?
Club Foot Annie
Oh yeah! Club Foot Annie! I remember.
Thanks, Shrewbie. ;)
Shelley, I LOOOVE a good bad story. If you are up for posting it, I am up for reading it. However, I would like to know what you would do to change it to make it better.
(I remember club foot annie!)
Yet again, I'm late on reading comments, and I cannot keep myself from posting on yesterday's topic: the idea that we are defeating our women's lib roots with romance and swooning. I offer the following optional theory:
By reading romantic literature, and yes, at times swooning at the likes of Matthew MacFayden [Darcy in Pride and Prejudice 2004--which I watched again last night. :)], we are merely heightening our standards and reminding ourselves that we should not aspire to marry the first person who agrees to be seen in public with us.... sure, for some that might ensure spinster status, but I believe a few high standards are a good thing...
And here's a scary reference: John Henson of the TV Guide Channel describes the currently-available-on-DVD flick Failure to Launch as:
Matthew Mc (however you spell his name) as a 30-something slacker still living at home and Sarah Jessica Parker as the girl stupid enough to fall in love with him... Low Expectations, girls, they're what keep the registry at Crate and Barrel busy!
I almost fell out of my chair!
Shelley, looking for the story... do we have to beg?
Hey Stace,
I'm gonna post the story Monday...some awful reading to start the week.
I think I'm actually moving backwards in the ways of feminism...I'm actually listening to "My Humps" while typing this...hangs head in shame.
Stace, on the way home from the store today...I was thinking about how I would watch P&P again today, too!
I can't help but identify with Charlotte...I know I'm past my prime and I NEED to lower my expectations...maybe then I'll catch a man...even if it is Mr. Lucas...at least I could register at Crate & Barrell.
Okay...yeah...that was pretty horrible.
Ok. Someone stole my Firefox window with my comment in preview all ready to be posted. And I am having a senior moment and cannot remember all that I wrote. So I will have to do the Cliff Notes version instead.
First thing I did was to thank everyone. You guys are the best! And Shelley, cool picture of that froggy. (I have to say "froggy" to make him sound cute to me, because otherwise, I would be slightly scared since I'm used to H-U-G-E frogs and they ain't pretty.)
Then I wrote something about swooning and romance novels, and ended it by saying I'd take Hugh Laurie over 15 Brad Pitts (it was 10 first, but inflation kicked in) anytime.
Oh, and I said it was because I think genius is sexy.
That about covers it. I think. Now if I can only post this before losing it again ...
Smart is sexier than cute any day. If he can make you laugh, even better.
(and if he does laundry or dishes ... sigh ...)
Yep, Mind Doc, I agree completely. Interestingly, the funniest people I know are also the most intelligent ones. You've gotta have some heavy-duty machinery up there cranking away to come up with all those absurdly funny connections between things. Ever notice how most celebrity edition quiz shows will typically have the comedian as the highest scorer?
Then again, there is dumb and funny. But in most cases, the comedy is more ... ahm ... inherent than intentional.
Although you raise a good point with the laundry and dishes. Smart and funny but lazy, or handy and reliable but dull?
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