January 31 - Thursday

oh the propaganda!

mr. roshbosh's brother - my b-in-law - bought me "football for dummies".

the first chapter is titled ”America’s Greatest Game” and the subsequent sections aren't any less offensive...”Why Football is the Best”, “Why Anyone Would Play Football”, “Why the Super Bowl is Number One”, “Why Millions Cheer Each Year for College Football”.

but I'm reading and I'm learning. that's the important thing.

things I've learned so far...

*the width of a football field is 160 feet or 53 1/3 yards

*a coach will put - or should put - his best offensive lineman at left tackle if the QB is right-handed

*the first form of football played, as we know it today, was played between Princeton and Rutgers - Rutgers won

I think it's only fair that b-in-law agrees to watch "the secret world of haute couture with me".

January 30 - Wednesday

Script for

"It's a plane! It's a plane!"

Act I Scene I

nice lady at work: (to roshbosh) I heard from your boss that you bake and decorate cakes! could you make me a airplane cake for my son's 3rd birthday?"

roshbosh's mouth: "sure! I can do that"

roshbosh's head: (screaming!) "NO! Abort! Abort! You haven't created a speciality cake in a very, VERY long time! DO NOT GO THERE!"

But I went there. And I survived.

The kitchen barely made it though.

January 29 - Tuesday

so for those of you that know mr.roshbosh, you know that he is a guy's guy- football, flatulence, dirty jokes - the whole enchilada. fancy dinners for him are ones that are eaten at a table (instead of the sofa) - white table cloth not necessary.

Well, I get a call at lunch today, and he tells me that he wants to have a team-building party for his team at work - a dessert and drinks and game night type thing at our place.

"Cool" I think.

He continues to tell me his thoughts..."...so we can have desserts and I was thinking we could get a cheese plate and that Blue Nun Riesling we found..."

He, mr. roshbosh, the quintessential "man's man", "guy's guy", "the toilet is my throne" type - used the words "cheese plate" and "Riesling" in the same sentence.

Then he follows it up with an email mentioning "manchego".

seriously. he never ceases to surprise me.

January 23 - Wednesday

Addendum to post below...

and then the scene cuts to Troy saying...

"I've wanted you like this for all these years."

I. Can't. Breathe. Seriously. 10 years later and still...

January 23 - Wednesday

So you know how sometimes you come across a moment that you could just live in?

Well, I wanted to live in this moment (from the movie "Reality Bites") in highschool. It found its way back to me this morning and funny that 10 years later and this scene still makes me giddy and smiley and silly...the way he says "I love her"... there's this quick, acute intake of breath that he just releases back with the words, I think without even realizing what he's just revealed. And then the look on her face...

(He doesn't know it yet, but mr. roshbosh is so watching this movie with me this weekend.)

Lelaina Pierce: I was really going to be somebody by the time I was 23.

Troy Dyer: Honey, all you have to be by the time you're 23, is yourself.

Lelaina Pierce: I don't know who that is anymore.

Troy Dyer: I do. And we all love her. I love her. She breaks my heart again and again. But I love her.

(This estrogen-laden moment is irreverently brought to you by mrs. roshbosh.)

January 9 - Wednesday

mr. roshbosh is always, ALWAYS, making fun of my taste in music and I am always, ALWAYS, trying to defend myself. Pre-The Sopranos series finale I would have been made fun of endlessly for listening to Journey.

Well, it turns out, legitimacy is a funny thing.

I caught mr. roshbosh him listening to Steve Perry at his best last night as he was updating his IPOD. I guess if it's okay for Tony, it's okay for mr. roshbosh.