Brace Yourselves for Battlestar Galatica!

Do what you can to catch up, because the new and final Battlestar Galatica starts next Friday night! I'm actually a little giddy. If you're not watching the show, click here to find out why you should be!

She was KINDA excited...

My Fabulous Brothers-in-Law

Lo and behold, two of my brothers-in-law are in the news today, so I thought I'd share. Please spread their good news! :)

ALEX Fazeli is featured in the Persian Mirror, talking about his directorial debut, In the Dark.
Read more : FILMMAKER TAKES REVOLUTIONARY STORY OUT OF THE DARK -Great pictures, too :)


PHIL Mills is featured in the short film The Conservatory which just won a student Emmy. I had the chance to see the film this summer, which also stars the lovely Christine, Phil's girlfriend. The film was directed by, and features, Reed Van Dyk, and I am officially a fan.

Read more: Academy of Television Arts & Sciences honors shows from college students nationwide

Bubbles, Boards, & Blizzards

Welcome to a snowbound Saturday in Cincinnati. While I haven't posted about my great trip to California yet, this recent attack of the white death seems to be more pressing. Here are a few videos & pics to help you catch up on Team Cronin events:

The deep snow freaked Duke out at first:


Our "new" piano hasn't been tuned yet, but that doesn't stop the practicing at 8am Saturday morning:

Here are 2 videos - the first of Molly learning to blow bubbles in the tub, and one of Johannah taking a few practice kicks, then breaking her board for her TKD test. Enjoy!

Updates

Nothing newsworthy to report here on the homefront, except for a trip to Regional Science Fair for Lindsay (not bad considering that Science class is her worst class because of test grades), a new Senior yellow belt for Johannah (this time she broke the board with her foot, and it looked very cool because she is very small), and the first official ear infection for Molly. Delightful.

Brendan had a birthday recently, so for a short time, we are the same age...

I am woefully behind on blogging, but also woefully behind on essay grading, so off I go...

How to Save a Dog from a Dark Chocolatey Death in 30 Seconds Flat

You never really know your spouse until you're holding an 80 lb. Golden Retriever down in the kitchen (on the hardwood) together so you can induce vomiting and save said Golden from a TOXIC DARK CHOCOLATEY DEATH.

It started out as a very romantic evening (I will omit details as there are many members of our families reading), and was about to get even nicer, when Brendan offered me some lovely dark chocolate to go with my Beaujolias (and if you know Brendan, you'll understand that an offer of dessert is SO rare, it can only be construed as a complete attempt at seduction).

I left the lovely chocolate next to my lovely wine, and got up just for a minute to check on the baby. When I got back, I noticed Duke on the floor next to the table, licking...THE WRAPPER OF THE DARK CHOCOLATE.

Now, gentle reader, he's eaten "chocolate" before, as in a few of the crappy milk chocolates that came with an advent calendar I picked up from the Dollar Store. But this was really good, really dark, really sexy Dark Chocolate, and apparently, it can kill your dog.

I called the Emergency # for the vet, a little cavalier and embarrassed, but quickly changed my tone when the woman unleashed a barrage of questions:

How much chocolate?
What kind?
How dark?
How many pounds is the dog?
How long ago did he eat it?

Oh crap. You mean it really CAN kill him?

The antitode, sadly, was 8 teaspoons of hydrogen peroxide (1 tsp per 10 lbs. body weight) poured down his unsuspecting doggie throat while we held him in the kitchen. Worked like a charm. Major, major pukage - - the kind you never, ever want to see coming from ANYONE you know, let alone your dog...on your kitchen floor.

But honestly, the worst part (besides Brendan's frequent reminders that I almost killed the dog) was that Duke stayed next to us with the most utmost, loving loyalty, gagging and puking next to his masters. It was a little bit heart-breaking. We had done this to him, yet he really wanted to put his head in my lap and recover...and eventually his tail started to wag as I stroked his exhausted face.

Damn dog.

Hanging with the Gals

Christmas was the most blessed blur imaginable, and even though the Christmas tree needles litter our living room, I'm still enjoying our decorations. I love this picture, even though it wasn't on Christmas - just the girls, all hanging out together on the couch. Love it.


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