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31 December 2012 @ 06:00 pm
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19 December 2012 @ 08:59 pm
Ted IS A JERK.

As you walk into the kitchen and say good morning, he gives you this BIG, TOTALLY OBNOXIOUS guy-to-guy wink.

His eyes cut to Maggie.

You get it.

You wish you didn’t.

Ted the Dumb thinks Maggie is your girlfriend and that she has spent the night.

Maggie doesn’t catch this, of course. She is pouring you a cup of coffee.

You give Ted your death-ray look.

Then all is redeemed by Zeke trekking down the hall calling, “Maggie? Maggie, I’m hungry!”

Ted is blown away. The random collection of cells he calls a brain crashes.

As Zeke comes into the kitchen, you enjoy the moment.

In Ted’s limited universe, Zeke does not compute.

I give Ted a big, BIG wink. “Later,” I say.

Ducky needs more wins in his life, LOL!

x-posted from Dreamwidth
 
 
11 December 2012 @ 02:19 pm
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11 December 2012 @ 10:03 am
I don't know why I find this scene so adorable. Maybe because Richard and Mary Anne scenes have a tendency to be adorable anyway.

I handed Sharon the phone and headed upstairs. I was in my room barely half a minute when Dad appeared and stood in my doorway. “What’s the matter?” he asked.

“Is it that obvious?”

He nodded.

“I broke up with Logan,” I told him.

He came into the room and sat on my desk chair. “I’m not surprised.”

His not being surprised surprised me. “Why not?” I asked.

“I thought I noticed a certain lack of enthusiasm lately when Logan was around.”

I was impressed. I didn’t think Dad was that observant. And I didn’t even know I’d been acting unenthusiastic.

“Logan’s great,” I said. “But he’s just…I don’t know… too much.”

“I suppose you did what you thought was best,” he said. “But if that’s true, then why are you so upset?”

“Because I’ve really hurt him.”

“Someone always gets hurt in a breakup,” said Dad. “But he’ll get over it.”

“I guess I’m disappointed too,” I added. “Deep down, I always thought Logan and I would be like Sharon and you.”

Dad smiled. “It wasn’t all that smooth,” he reminded me. I knew the story. Sharon’s parents had thought Dad wasn’t good enough for Sharon, so they sent her off to college in California just to separate her from him. That’s where she met and married Dawn’s father and had Dawn and Jeff. But then they divorced, and Sharon and the kids returned to Stoneybrook – where Dawn and I learned about our parents’ past. (We were looking through Sharon’s high school yearbook.) We arranged for my dad and Sharon to meet again. And the rest is romantic history.

“Maybe things will work out for you and Logan in the end,” Dad suggested, “just as they did for Sharon and me.”

“I don’t think so. I don’t think Logan can change that much.”

Dad stood up. “Who knows? Life is funny.” He kissed me on the top of my head. “Good night, honey. Try not to think about it anymore tonight. Get some rest.”

“Thanks, Dad,” I said as he walked out.




 
 
09 December 2012 @ 09:29 pm
Pretty much all of chapter 11 kills me. It's probably one of my favorite chapters in the entire series. ♥

“I wish I were married and had an egg-baby,” said Margo.

“Me, too,” said Vanessa. She looked hopefully at Byron.

Byron sighed. “Okay. I’ll be your husband,” he said. “But only for tonight.”

“Who will be my husband?” asked Margo.

“Not me,” said Adam defiantly. “I am never, ever getting married.”

“Jordan?” said Margo.

“Oh, all right.”

Surprisingly, Nicky agreed to be Claire’s husband.

“Okay, let’s adopt babies!” cried Vanessa.

“Adopt them from where?” asked Mal, even though she thought she knew what the answer would be.

“From the refrigerator, of course.” Vanessa removed a partially empty carton of eggs from the bottom shelf of the fridge. She set it on the table and opened the lid carefully. “Aw, aren’t they sweet?” she said.

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09 December 2012 @ 06:09 pm
Because it's almost Christmas, and I need BSC Christmas Canon to inspire new fic, so let's just read and squee through what is basically the entire first chapter:

A Very Pikey Christmas...Collapse )



 
 
20 November 2012 @ 06:04 pm
The Newtons have a big yard, and the kids ran from one end to the other with Elvira.

When it was Johnny’s turn, Mathew grabbed a plastic tablecloth from the Newtons’ picnic table. He held it up and yelled, “Toro! Toro!”

I guess horned animals must share the same instincts, because Elvira charged like a bull. Laughing hysterically, Mathew pulled the tablecloth away. Of course, all the children wanted to try it. But when Claire tried, she couldn’t pull the tablecloth away in time. Elvira went storming into it, pulling Claire along with her. Kid and kid went tumbling in a sea of red and white plastic.

Soon the others jumped in. As they rolled around, shrieking and laughing, Elvira calmly walked out. She stood there with that little goat-smile and bleated.

We cracked up. It looked as if she were making fun of the kids.

After awhile Claire pulled a jump rope out of her pocket. “Can Elvira skip rope?” she asked Dawn.

Nicky slapped his head. “Not while she has a leash on, bubble-brain!”

“I’m not a bubble-brain, you silly-billy-goo-goo!” Claire retorted.

They went off to settle their argument, Elvira scampering after them.


NICKY AND CLAIRE. ♥ For some reason the image of them walking off, bickering and followed by a random goat, kills me.

 
 
08 September 2012 @ 05:57 pm
“You know,” said Kristy Thomas, “I’ve been thinking. If I took a bunch of these old wilted peas and put them in the mashed potatoes – evenly spread out – and then took my fork and smushed them all down, my lunch would look almost exactly like –”

“Stop!” I cried. “Stop right there. I don’t want to know what you think it would look like.”

“Do you want to know what I think it would smell like?” Kristy asked.

“Absolutely not,” I replied, turning green. “Please. Don’t say another word about the lunch. Why do you buy the hot lunch every day anyway? Why don’t you buy a salad or something?”

“Because,” replied Kristy, “it’s so much more fun to say disgusting things about the hot lunch.”


lol, Kristy ♥



 
 
29 July 2012 @ 02:16 pm
So there are lots of reasons to poke fun at the BSC book covers - but there are also lots of adorable covers, including this one, Mary Anne Misses Logan. LOOKIT. It's just so cute! ♥





 
 
...and then – Becca Ramsey and Charlotte Johanssen arrived.

They were wearing plastic charm bracelets and were so busy comparing the charms that Charlotte didn’t see Stacey.

Finally, as Mr. Ramsey was leaving, Stacey stepped up behind Char and tapped her on the shoulder. “Excuse me,” she said. “Can you tell me where I could find a Charlotte Johanssen?”

“I’m – ” Charlotte started to say. She turned around. She looked up. Her eyes began to widen. They grew and grew and grew. “Stacey!” she managed to say, gasping.

Becca grinned. She was in on the surprise.

“I’m back for the weekend,” said Stacey in a wavery voice. Then she knelt down, held her arms open, and Charlotte practically dove into them.

Awww ♥