My goodness this is a fabulous movie. Yes, I realise it's about four years old. I remember when it was released and thought how much I'd love to see it. But I had a one year old. And had my head in the toilet, pregnant with another. Heading out to the flicks was pretty low on my agenda. Maxolon was high on my agenda. Even though it barely took the edge off. I digress.
The adult humour in this movie is absolute GOLD. If you've seen it, you'll know what I mean. If you haven't, a reliable source recently informed me you can pick it up at Coles for less than a tenner. Since having the whole movie, I think I would be lying if I said it hadn't been played once - every day. What the cuss? Ahuh. Mr Fox really is that fantastic.
Other fantastic stuff? This.
If I had a side bar, it would totally be on it. And I must take my cue from Foxy - what the cuss? I was so bloody shocked when I got the email confirming I had been chosen as part of the Top 100 Finalists of Voices 2013. I remember standing in the kitchen reading it. And then reading it again because I must have read it wrong. But no, it's true, look at my face in there amongst all those beauties. Totally chuffed, totally thankful to all those who have sent congratulatory messages the past few days. I'm really humbled to be amongst such a talented bunch of women. Some are friends, some are friends who write my favourite blogs, some are simply huge inspirations in the blogosphere. Humbled indeed. It feels like a really warm pat on the back for all those late night ramblings I spit out onto the keyboard, simply freeing my head of a little (much needed) space, to help me through another day of this little journey called Life.
Other less fantastic stuff? Drivers who speed through school zones. Yes, I just changed the subject. Keep up.
I think I drove through four different school zones today, twice. And every time, without fail, cars passed me easily and disappeared quickly. And to make it worse, the majority of those drivers had children in the car with them. What the cuss? I don't get it? WHAT IS SO CUSSING HARD ABOUT KEEPING YOUR SPEEDO AT 40KMPH?? WHERE IS THE CUSSING FIRE?! I felt the need to go all redneck, roll my window down, hang out the side and yell - WHAT THE CUSS ARE YOU DOING? I felt that would be a bad example to set the one or two children I had in the backseat so I refrained. It makes my blood boil. It's like they knew their kid was safe, so why bother obeying the road rules to protect someone else's? It must have been SO satisfying arriving at their destination THIRTY SECONDS faster than if they had slowed down to obey simple road rules and protect innocent children.
And while I'm all what the cuss? about everything, just a little community service announcement. Oxford Dictionary style.
Definition of apostrophe
Origin: (denoting the omission of one or more letters): via late Latin, from Greek apostrophos 'accent of elision', from apostrephein 'turn away', from apo 'from' + strephein 'to turn'
Many people are uncertain when to use an apostrophe, and this confusion is probably increased by the fact that it is often omitted in company names (e.g. Barclays Bank). The apostrophe should be used when indicating possession (Sue’s cat) or the omission of letters or numbers (he’s gone, 1 Jan. '09). It should not be used in forming the plural of ordinary words, as in apple’s and pear’s or I saw two dog’s, or in possessive pronouns such as , , or .Don't you feel better? Cuss, me too.
*If Kidspot were lining up Top 100 Finalists for Most Disjointed Post, I would totally be in.