Showing posts with label wonder woman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wonder woman. Show all posts

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Merry Christmas!























I sent Violet upstairs to put on something pretty, for Christmas Eve. We aren't going anywhere, but "pretty" is a motivator and I thought we should try to get out of our pajamas today.  On the way up the steps she must have changed "pretty" to "super" in her little head, because she came back down in this get-up.  I've cropped the photo for modesty's sake, this being Violet's Halloween costume from 2008.  She's like a foot taller than she was when we got the costume, so it's actually much closer to Linda Carter's uniform than it was intended.

There's a whole, giant tube of Mini M&Ms in today's countdown container, so Violet should be flying like a super hero any second now.  I might need to dose her chocolate milk later tonight.

Happy Holidays blog buddies! See you soon!

Monday, November 3, 2008

Crafty Heathens: Part Two, with Bonus Rant!

I had a few pairs of Underoos as a child. I remember with much affection dressing like C3PO under my clothes and, of course, there was Wonder Woman. After many searches on the vast interwebs, I have resigned myself to the fact that they no longer make Wonder Woman Underoos for little girls. I have had occasion to see LOTS of erotic Wonder Woman undies for the purpose of sexy role playing, but that is cold comfort for a mother who wants her child to experience all the clean-cut, practical fun that a set of Underoos can bring. Why are these not made anymore? Do children not wear underpants and undershirts like in the old days? Well, during a recent trip to a soul-sucking Super Wal-Mart, I observed Underoos in the boys underwear aisle. SuperMan, Batman, Hulk and SpiderMan were all there. My heart swelled! I trotted over to the girls' undie section. No Underoos! I walked a circle around that aisle 10 times, thinking I might have missed some stealth display of Girls' Underoos. There were no girls' Underoos. I convinced myself that this was Wal-Mart's fault. I contemplated buying boy Underoos and then I left to search the interwebs at home for Underoos info.

Fruit of the Loom owns the Underoos name now and their website claims to "offer a broad choice of children's decorated underwear, decorated with images of movie and/or cartoon characters." In fact, the website shows only one option for girls' Underoos and they are Dora the Explorer themed. An Amazon search led me to more Super Hero Underoos for boys, but none for girls. My rage led me to make homemade Wonder Woman pajamas. The shirt design is based on the old-school Wonder Woman Underoos. It isn't perfect, but I know that Violet will squeal with delight when she sees them and that is all that matters. Fruit of the Loom isn't off the hook yet. Me and my pal Wonder Woman will come up with a plan to teach them a lesson, Super Friends' style!

Thursday, October 2, 2008

My Daughter The Prophet

My daughter has a crush on Barack Obama. I'm pretty sure that when she sings Tomorrow (from Annie) that she's saying Barack Obama instead of "bottom dollar". Violet is also OBSESSED with Wonder Woman. Until today, I was pretty confident that the two phenomena were unrelated. I now know that my daughter has been making a grand prediction about our upcoming election and the revolution that will follow.  
Victor Fiorillo, a reporter for Philadelphia Magazine, was casually interviewing Lynda Carter and his final question was about Sarah Palin. Please to enjoy!
Okay, last question. I'm sure you've seen all the comparisons in the media and among Republicans of Sarah Palin to Wonder Woman. How do you feel about that?
Don’t get me started. She’s the anti-Wonder Woman. She’s judgmental and dictatorial, telling people how they’ve got to live their lives. And a superior religious self-righteousness ... that’s just not what Wonder Woman is about. Hillary Clinton is a lot more like Wonder Woman than Mrs. Palin. She did it all, didn’t she?
No one has the right to dictate, particularly in this country, to force your own personal views upon the populace — religious views. I think that is suppressive, oppressive, and anti-American. We are the loyal opposition. That’s the whole point of this country: freedom of speech, personal rights, personal freedom. Nor would Wonder Woman be the person to tell people how to live their lives. Worry about your own life! Worry about your own family! Don't be telling me what I want to do with mine.
I like John McCain. But this woman — it's anathema to me what she stands for. I think America should be very afraid. Very afraid. Separation of church and state is the one thing the creators of the Constitution did agree on — that it wasn’t to be a religious government. People should feel free to speak their minds about religion but not dictate it or put it into law.
What I don’t understand, honestly, is how anyone can even begin to say they know the mind of God. Who do they think they are? I think that’s ridiculous. I know what God is in my life. Now I am sure that she’s not all just that. But it’s enough to me. It’s enough for me to have a visceral reaction. And it makes me mad.
People need to speak up. Doesn’t mean that I’m godless. Doesn’t mean that I am a murderer. What I hate is this demonization of everybody but one position. You’re un-American because you’re against the war. It’s such bullshit. Fear. It’s really such a finite way of thinking about God to think that your measley little mind can know the mind of God. It’s a very little God that way. I think that God’s bigger. I don’t presume to know his mind. Or her mind.

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