The Blonde Leading the Blind


Happy Cupid Day

Take one Nicholas Sparks-inspired romantic tragedy with a plot line jumping from a chance encounter at a remote seaside inn to wild horses to botched plastic surgery to Ecuadorian mudslides to, wait, “isn’t that the Green Goblin’s son?”, and back.

Add a so-horrible-it’s-hysterical mockumentary starring Bruce Campbell, of Old Spice and Evil Dead fame, battling it out with Guan-di, the ancient protector of bean curd, to save the townsfolk of Gold Lick, Oregon.

Don’t forget a couple of Taco Bell value meals.

Best. Valentine’s Day. Ever.

Yes, we have become those kind of people.



Superbowl Sunday
February 10, 2009, 7:47 pm
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So, I realize it’s well over a week past the Superbowl and that no one is particularly concerned with what the Blonde family did to mark the momentous occasion.

But, my totally-on-her-game mother-in-law was kind enough to pick up the much-hyped 3D glasses for the “Monsters vs. Aliens” halftime preview that I managed to forget on three subsequent trips to the grocery store.  And, all she asked in return was the promise of a least one picture with all four of us all geared up for the Monstrous 3D Event…which everyone knows is the only reason I agreed to watch the game in the first place this year.

This little gem is all yours, Connie. 

Superbowl Trents

That’s a fine piece of photo composition there, eh?  

Spider-Husband was able to snag a halfway decent shot of the three of us which may or may not have been, in part, possible thanks to the wonders of Scotch packing tape.  I’m just saying.

Superbowl Chows and their Mom

And, lest Halas and Lombardi be the only hounds humilated in this post, I give you their canine cousin, Noah, or as his Aunt Blonde likes to call him “No, No”, who scored a touchdown of his own…

Superbowl Noah

…then headed immediately upstairs to take a celebratory whiz all over the Blonde’s freshly washed comforter and sheets.

It was a Super Sunday, indeed.