August 2011
2 posts
Halfway through a Star Trek episode:
Me: Wait... this isn't the same series we were watching last time, is it?
Silas: Uh, no. Look at the uniforms!
Me: They look the same to me.
Silas: THE CAPTAIN IS A WOMAN!
Me: *shrug*
Silas: *muttering*
Well it certainly never did anything for me.
Me: Silas, Gideon is eating your book.
Silas: It's ok. "C# Essentials" never did anything for me.
*Pause*
Silas: Actually, that's not true.
July 2011
1 post
Not at all.
Me: You should go to grad school in England.
Silas: That's not self serving.
June 2011
2 posts
While on the phone with my brother:
Rainor: One second...
*horrific coughing fit*
Me: Are you ok?
Rainor: Oh, yeah, I just ate a granola bar.
At least I'm not the one laughing hysterically...
Me: It's too bad the Pirates are playing so badly. At least when we get home we can finish watching Dune!
Silas: You're a hopeless nerd.
Me: What?
Silas: That is not something normal people say.
Me: Normal people like baseball and Dune.
Silas: Nope. You're a freak.
May 2011
1 post
To-Do 5/2/11
Do laundry
Do mending
Buy toilet paper
Make bread for tonight’s french onion soup
Pay gas bill
Join weight watchers
Go to the gym
Finish Start on my dress for Nathan and Julie’s wedding
April 2011
2 posts
Me: Hello, Lover.
Silas: Hello.
*kiss*
Me: I love you, Silas.
Silas: I love you, garlic breath.
March 2011
2 posts
We are very mature
Me: You're a doo-doo head!
Silas: The same to you and more. AND IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE!
Silasisms Involving Feet
Me: Why are you feeling down trodden?
Silas: Because you’re treading on me. In a downward motion.
*later*
Me: Thanks for stomping on my dreams!
Silas: You’re welcome. I will provide that service for you at any time.
February 2011
2 posts
“You know what your problem is, Elisabeth? You are racist against mad scientists.”
– Silas, after hearing I thought Despicable Me was creepy.
January 2011
1 post
The symptom of a happy marraige.
In the evening @ssnider and I sit down next to each other, close our laptops, and open a magazine. He reads Time. I read Harper’s Bazaar. Then when we finish, we switch.
December 2010
1 post
My husband makes me giggle.
Silas: You're ridiculous. You are a ridiculous person.
Me: You know that's why you married me.
Silas: No, that's not why.
Me: Why, then?
Silas: *shrug* I dunno. it seemed like a good idea at the time.
November 2010
1 post
Wednesday Night Conversation
Silas: *load of geekery*
Me: What does that mean?
Silas: Hahaha, you're so cute!
October 2010
2 posts
Not as boring as we thought
And when it is time for us to grow old We’ll surrender our foolish ways We’ll lay down our follies gladly We’ll put on the mantle of patience and wisdom With grey heads and hands held Heirs together in the grace of life
July 2010
3 posts
Stretched.
I like being pregnant.
I miss being skinny.
They tell me I shall once again
Possess my girlish figure,
But I won’t get my hopes up.
I’ll think of my baby instead,
Whose fat thighs
Will be much cuter than mine
And devoid of stretch marks.
This Friday will soon be just a memory.
Propped up on pillows,
Doused with ice,
Smelling of lavender oil.
Like great purple sausages
Ready to split their fragile skin.
Or like a jelly roll
Bursting with jam.
Yummy.
My red toenail polish
Is wearing off.
June 2010
2 posts
Twittering Away
@epsnider: Confession: Next summer (when I'm NOT pregnant) I'm fully intending to wear a romper at least once.
@elliesnider: You and baby can wear MATCHING ones!!!!
@epsnider: I suppose it's dorky that sounds ADORABLE to me :D
@elliesnider: You're such a mother!! FYI: I remember a time when you scoffed at matching mother/child oufits :)
@epsnider: Yes, but ROMPERS! Those aren't ur matching homeschooled jumpers!
@elliesnider: Just stop and listen to yourself. lol.
@epsnider: Thanks for the offer, but I much prefer not to. I like to keep imagining that I'm cool.
Sometimes the men in my life gang up on me.
Silas: Elisabeth! You don't have any good songs on your ipod!
Me (while driving): Meh, I have a bunch of stuff I like on there.
Silas: Your ipod is huge and you have almost nothing on here!
Rainor: How big is it? 16 gigs?
Me: Oh no, it's an 80 gig.
Rainor: WHAT!?
Me: In fact, I should probably back up my computer on it here pretty soon.
Silas to Rainor: See what I mean?
Rainor: I feel ya, man.
May 2010
4 posts
A Monday Afternoon Conversation
Silas: You are being stupid.
Me: How!?
Silas: In all of the normal ways and several of the stupid ones.
April 2010
1 post
March 2010
5 posts
Silas puts up with a lot.
Silas: You're being ridiculous.
Me: Aren't I always being ridiculous?
Silas: No. Fortunately, there are times when you are lucid.
Monday Reflections
Lately I’ve felt as though the weather is a big, warm, wet washcloth
Like the kind my Mom used to wipe my butt with
Back when I wore cloth diapers.
Comforting.
I only make banana bread when I have old bananas.
That was the only time my Mom made it.
I feel like my mother.
Practical.
I’ve never been my mother so I don’t know how she feels.
But I feel like I imagine I would...
February 2010
10 posts
“If you’ve ever asked yourself: “Is it harder to buy booze [in PA] than anywhere...”
– “PA’s Disgraceful Liquor Laws,” Philadelphia Weekly (via Seen Through a Glass) (via cynthiacloskey)
My husband, on stirrup pants and technology.
Me: Do you know what!?!?!
Silas: What.
Me: Ellie and Margaret opened up a three way chat yesterday just so they could hate on my stirrup pants.
Silas: Oh?
Me: Yes! Not only could they not believe that I bought them, but they couldn't believe I put a picture of myself online wearing them.
Silas: Huh.
Me: I don't care, though, I like them. And anyway, they're even the cool kind of stirrup pants, like dancers wear.
Silas: Honey, I know you like them, but there is no cool kind of stirrup pants.
Me: WHAT!?!? You don't know anything about fashion.
Silas: I know. but even I know that.
Me: WHAT!?!?!
Silas: Furthermore, their misuse of technology is disturbing.
Me: WHAT!?!?
Silas: Chat rooms should be opened up to discuss system problems or to discuss why my bgp router is forwarding incorrect communities
Me: *blank stare*
Silas: You know, important things.
Me: STIRRUP PANTS ARE IMPORTANT!
Silas: Oh, honey. They are, in fact, remarkably insignificant.
An After Work Conversation
Silas: So I saw on twitter that you when to Trader Joe's today.
Me: YES! I did! I hadn't been in forever, it was so much fun.
Silas: And that you, uh, got some gummy treats.
Me: Oh... yes I did. They were giving out samples and, well, they snagged this pregnant lady.
Silas: Well... where are they?
Me: Uh. I kind of... ate them all?
Silas: *disbelieving/judging glare*
Me: IT WAS A TINY PACKAGE! (I show him the package.)
Silas: *disbelieving/judging glare*
Me: It was only really half full when I bought it anyway. The packaging is deceiving!
Silas: *disbelieving/judging glare*
Me: STOP LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT!
Silas: Well, I brought home a box of chocolate and only ate HALF of it on the bus and saved the rest for you.
Me: Fine, I'll admit it. You're a much better husband than I am.
January 2010
6 posts
We argue about important things.
Me: So, J.D. Salinger died.
Silas: Yeah, I saw.
Me: *sad face*
Silas: What?
Me: Didn't you like any of his books?
Silas: Meh - never read any.
Me: YOU NEVER READ CATCHER IN THE RYE!
Silas: Oh, THAT. Yeah, I didn't like it.
Me: WHAT! That book is life changing!
Silas: *scoff* Sure, if you're 12.
Me: I'm done with you. We shall speak on this subject no more.
Title Lacking
Someday I’d like to attain ironic hipster status among my aquintances.
Not among my friends.
They know I’m not cool enough for that.
I’d like for my babies to be as smart as my husband,
Twice as creative as me,
And a better chef than both of us put together.
It would be nice to find that one thing I’m really good at.
Is it ever too late for that?
I wonder if...
Arrested Development
Me: Ew. They’re making an Arrested Development movie.
Silas: I know, isn’t it awesome!
Me: No, that show sucks.
Silas: Whatever.
Me: Though, maybe since it’s an actual movie it will have some sort of watchable plot, unlike the show.
Silas: Elisabeth! That show has PLENTY of plot it in! Maybe you need to evaluate your ability to watch things and derive plot from them.
1 tag
An Open Letter to Pittsburgh Weather
Dear Pittsburgh Weather,
I am aware that you are currently pleasing a great many stupid people constituents by your recent and rather unexpected decision to let the sun out of its seasonal prison, however, I am pissed off not one of those pleased persons. The appearance of the sun not only makes it difficult to sleep all day get all the rest I am required, but causes me to throw things at people...
December 2009
3 posts
Saturday Afternoon Conversation
Me: I wish the week was shorter so we could have more lazy Saturdays together.
Silas: I think the French have, essentially, a three day work week.
Me: Can we move to France?
Silas: No.
Me: Why not?
Silas: Because I don't speak the language. Also they are terrorists.
