Casey Kay B

Things I do and things I like

Summertime is for Making Things

One of the best parts of summertime is being able to take the kids outside and make messy stuff. Like playdough:

Especially green playdough to be used as garbage in the trash truck. I used this no-cook recipe from Instructables so baby could help me stir. We had to wash hands about six times in the whole process, but being outside it just involved turning the hose on.

I also made a lot of cookies. As in 72 cookies. 72 medium sized stars topped with 72 mini stars. In rainbow colors.

I started out with red, yellow, green, and blue dough, making twelve of each because that is what fits on the tray at a time. Then I mashed the yellow and blue each with half of the red to get orange and purple. Then, with the leftover orange, purple, and green I made mini stars to “glue” on top of the larger stars.

I used white cookie icing to stick the stars together, making sure I had the same number of each kind and didn’t use the same color together.

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Worst Talking Cat Movie Ever!?!

I think the expressions on everyone kind of sum up the movie. Especially Johnny Whitaker’s “Is this what my career has become?” face.

I sat down with a group of girls to watch movies on Sunday afternoon. Scrolling through Netflix we came across this…interesting feature. Considering the girls are 4, 5, and 8, we ended up watching it. After Camp Rock, of course. And I had always thought that Camp Rock’s writing was a bit soft in a lot of places. This movie proves the horrible B-movie genre is very much still alive in the twenty-first century.

First of all, I have to point out that, as nearly everyone in the message boards for the movie on IMDB did, the cat in the picture does not actually appear in the movie. It is not a movie about a young kitten that can speak, but a fat old cat voice by Eric Roberts in what I can only imagine was presented to him as a favor for someone’s kid because I doubt he was that in need of a job to take this as a serious thing. It doesn’t even sound like he’s taking it seriously. I imagine that at the end of each line there were three minutes of him going, “What is this? Was it written by a three-year-old?”

This movie has about thirty minutes of action, maybe ten of which are actual story. And it’s really acted poorly. But I think the script was written with nearly as many exclamation points as the poster. That would explain a lot of the random dialogue.

As I and my 8-year-old friend commented on throughout the movie, they had the music completely wrong in nearly every scene. They played happy music during sad parts, sad music during happy parts, and threw in a random cha-cha at the end just for the hell of it, I think. No real reason I could see. They also had blatant continuity errors, especially in the first “old people flirting badly” scene as we came to call them. The woman hands the guy a glass she just hastily filled with about two inches of water, and then we see him bring it away from his face in the next shot where it is completely full. He must’ve filled it with the sweat pouring down his head.

I think the best part of this movie just might be the stock footage they use to transition between EVERY. SINGLE. SCENE. The best of this footage is, of course, the establishing shot of the waterfall that has CAMERA SHAKE in the middle. Like the camera guy stifled a cough and then said, “Meh, good enough.” I would’ve passed it off as some glitch in the playback, but it happened all…six? I think it was six times that they showed that particular scene. We started fast forwarding through them at the third just to save time. They also included a nice long shot of a car driving for at least a minute. Because apparently it wouldn’t have sufficed to show the car pulling into the driveway.

Well, I guess it wouldn’t have. They needed all the padding they could get. The plot is basically non-existent. And no one can convince me that the two boys weren’t totally in love with each other. There was a long scene where one was teaching the other to swim and they both just kind of stared at each other for a horrendously long time. It is possibly the slowest movie I have ever seen.

However, fast forward through the scenery and you can have a fun time laughing at the “old people flirting badly”, “scanning clothes with an obvious book light” (seriously, they don’t even try to make it look like a high-tech device), and “talking cat animated by the local elementary school after-school animation class”. Plus you get to hear Eric Roberts make great cat sounds like “nom nom nom” and “uh-ughh”. Seriously, how did they get him to do this movie? Include it in your next B-movie weekend. You will have plenty of time to make snacks in between scenes.

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Sleepless Sloppy Joes

“No, baby. You can’t have my moffee* because I didn’t get enough sleep last night and I got real caffeine. That’s why you have your own.” That was our five o’clock grocery store/ Starbucks run. Thank goodness they started putting coffee stands in grocery stores. Makes taking the kids much more enjoyable.

My brain thinks of weird things on nights when it can’t sleep. Which usually come right after nights I sleep close to ten hours straight. You would think it would be the other way around, but no, I will probably get a normal night’s sleep tonight. Anyway, last night while I was awake at midnight I thought, “It’s been a while since I’ve had a sloppy joe.” And then I went back to playing Candy Crush. Or rather staring at the countdown clock for the final five minutes before my next life in Candy Crush.

I re-thought of it again this morning at my usual dinner-planning time: while I was eating lunch. And I just so happened to have a recipe for a non-Manwich sloppy joe in my favorite go-to cookbook, Now Eat This by Rocco Dispirito. Which is how I ended up in the grocery store with two small children between 4:30 and 5:00 this afternoon.

It worked, though. The younger one had recently woken up from his nap and we picked the oldest up from a playdate and we managed to roll our daily Starbucks trip (don’t worry, they get decaf) into a Vons shopping trip. Then I set them up to watch Allegra’s Window while I cooked dinner.

Sidenote: I think I got them hooked. The youngest on the theme song because that is about all he ever watches anyway, and the oldest on the actual show. I heard baby humming of the theme song almost immediately after it ended. And the kindergartener is all about shows and books about “starting new things” thanks to his recently beginning Kindergarten and being a bit nervous.

In the end, my late night random thought got us out of the house and even got the kids to eat something new. Even if it did take threatening the loss of dessert to get the five-year-old to try it.

*No, that isn’t a typo. That is almost-two-year-old speak for coffee.

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