Keep Calm and Speak British.

Ali has an iPad Atlas that is quite fabulous. She regularly turns the globe, scours the world and learns all sorts of cultural nuances.

And to make it all the more fabulous, it speaks in a British Accent.

Which is great and well and just peachy – except in the case of words that Ali has only ever heard on her atlas. And there’s no fixing what’s done – she learned the word that way and her Atlas says it’s correct and there’s no way that she’s going to believe me that it should be pronounced otherwise.

For instance, geysers.

We’re in Alabama. Talk of geysers doesn’t come up much. Therefore, Ali pronounces “geyser” the way the voice on her iPad taught her.

“Hey mom – can we go out west and see a geezer sometime? That would be really fun. I’ve always wanted to see a real live geezer!”

But geezers are nothing compared to a certain night sky phenomenon that the Atlas taught her about.

So, I can be driving down the road, thinking about mundane happenings and tasks to be done, when Ali will interrupt to ask,

“Hey Mom! Don’t you love how beautiful an Aurora Boreanus is? Have YOU ever seen an Aurora Boreanus? I definitely want to see an Aurora Boreanus one day!!!”

“Honey, it’s BoreALIS.”

“No, my Atlas says it’s Aurora BoreANUS. It DEFINITELY says BoreANUS. Hey Noah – can you say ‘Boreanus??”


“Good job!! Now say ‘Aurora…Boreanus.”


And all I can think about are huge, colorful swaths of hemorrhoids.

Sunday Morning Poetry.

I asked Chris to set my alarm for seven-thirty,
But I awoke at eight-thirty.
I swore he didn’t, he swore he did.
The blame was at a standstill,
Until my alarm went off at seven-thirty…
That evening.

I Don’t Think That Word Means What you Think it Means.

People Magazine is gearing up for their annual extravaganza of proclaiming the identity of the World’s Most Beautiful People. They have a “Special Double Issue” just to lead up to the actual complete listing.


And this is an award that irks my number-crunching brain oh-so-greatly every single year.

Because without fail, there is a severe case of unfair representation in those whom People Magazine deems as the most beautiful people in the world.

Let’s do the math. And just for a moment, so our numbers aren’t astronomically small, let’s assume that People is exaggerating it’s use of “World” like baseball does in “World Series” and let’s just talk about the United States.

There are 165,000 members in the Screen Actor’s Guild.

There are 313,900,000 people in the United States.

.0526% of the population are actors and actresses, yet People’s list is made up almost exclusively from this category. Every year.

Sure, there will be a singer thrown in here, an Oprah thrown in there, but by and large, well – see for yourself.  Here is the list of the #1 Most Beautiful Person each year since they started keeping track:


Most Beautiful People Listing

And, because I just know you’re waiting for one of my pie charts…

Most Beautiful People

What about the random girl in Bug Tussle Oklahoma who happens to be more beautiful than Meg Ryan? Or the ravishing lady in Thief River Falls Minnesota that is way prettier than Michelle Pfeiffer who won TWICE, if you didn’t notice?

And then if we take the Magazine’s use of “World” literally, then their double-triple-ten-thousand-page special edition really is just a large pile of donkey dung.

Contrary to People Magazine’s assumptions, not all of the prettiest people chose to make a trek to Hollywood. So either call it “Most Beautiful Celebrities” or turn it into an American-Idolesque Reality Show. But let’s not lie about it anymore, mmmkay, People Magazine?

(But if you do turn it into a reality show, please don’t film the shocked and horrified ugly people that got turned down at the auditions. Crying, cussing, and shooting birds at the camera makes one ugly enough when one is pretty – no need to pile on.)

Vocal Confusion.

The timing of puberty in trains puzzles me.

Thomas, despite his designation as the number one train, has clearly not hit it yet. His high-pitched annoying squeak of a voice could be carbon-dated to no older than 10.35 years old.

His friend Percy is even further from it, sounding like a six year old boy that weighs less than forty pounds.

Yet James, the immature and vain train, has definitely hit adolescence and received his proud, deep voice.

Gordon, rightfully so, is also post-pubescent. After all, he’s a grouch.

Then you have Toby, one of the oldest and most antiquated trains on the Island of Sodor, but yet he still has the voice of a village lad.

We need an episode to explain this.

Something like, “Thomas the Train asks, What is Happening to my Body?”

And since Thomas and Friends was created in the same country as the good people that brought my family the Aurora Boreanus, it’s sure to be a hit.

14 thoughts on “My Head on a Platter.

  1. Michelle Pfeiffer – 1990 and 1999; that’s like a decade long dynasty. Impressive.

    Aurora Boreanus is hysterical . . . don’t let the kids in youth group teach him to say “dump truck”

    I read my son Harry Potter every night in a British accent; I bet he does the same thing and I haven’t noticed yet.

  2. I noticed Julia Roberts is on the list 4 years, spanning 20 years! She’s always been one of my favorite actresses.

    There was always something about the voices on Thomas and Friends that didn’t sit right with me. Thanks for pointing out why that was. I’ll sleep better tonight for sure. (Of course, since I’ve been up since 4 am yesterday, and stayed up all night with our dog as she was giving birth, I’m pretty sure quality of sleep won’t be an issue for me tonight.)

  3. Good grief, the most beautiful people list kills me. They brown-nose whoever happens to be in the media the most at the time… bleh, I don’t see Channing Tatum, therefore I don’t care :)

    Thomas the train hasn’t been right ever… I mean their mouths didn’t even move the first howevermany years of their existence. The creators are in deep need of a consultant on that one- maybe you should apply!

  4. The most beautiful person doesn’t really bother me, it’s the tabloids that shreik “look at who has cellulite!”
    “Look who……” fill in the blank,
    honestly I want to follow these people around and catch them at the beach or other embarrassing situations.
    How dare they! I’m not defending the rich and famous, but am offended by someone else appearing to be so
    superior. That seeing someone with baby belly makes us feel good about ourselves. Leave them alone and quit comparing ourselves to one another..
    that’s my rant for today.

  5. Oh wow. Either you were in my brain on Friday or I was in yours.
    At around 2am Friday morning, I posted on my blog about my irritation with People and their Most Beautiful Celebrity edition.

    And I lost it with the BoreANUS. Too funny.
    My husband is now looking up that app.

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