Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Send It To Bob Cutlass

Huge realization in the life of the Williams family:  the karaoke machine has been previously underutilized.  We pulled it out of the closet this morning, and it was all day entertainment.

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Rush and Tate mainly enjoyed switching out the cds, playing with the microphone, and popping out from behind living room curtains, their stage.  They sang too, mostly making up songs.

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Surprisingly, not one of my previous jobs tapped into one of my major talents –being able to sing song after song, indefinitely, verrry off key- but being a stay-at-home mom really lets me work it.

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There appears to be an excessive amount of crap all over the floor.  Yep.  Accurate.  It was karaoke and photos or pick-up.  Make hay while the sun shines.

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And yes, that is a gingerbread man from Christmas still stuck to the door.  There’s always one straggler.

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Rush was also conducting Olympic interviews with Tate, asking him about “his falls”.  Tate was telling Rush about how he got snow in his eyes, as things in eyes have been a big point of discussion this week.  I managed to capture an interview on video and Rush ended it by looking at me and saying, “Send it to Bob Cutlass.”

If you have only seen the movie Cars once, or if you’ve never seen it (what?! come over!) you may not have noticed that one of the Piston Cup announcers is Bob Cutlass, voiced by Bob Costas.  After much explanation and Olympics watching and consulting the book Meet The Cars, the joke is starting to make sense to Rush.  I’m going to do my best to make “Send it to Bob Cutlass” happen.  It’s a new phrase that means a little something like, that’s awesome, you’re fabulous, and the world should know about this.

An example of how it might be used in conversation-

Trent:  Hey Kelly, I just made a loaf of Smitten Kitchen’s Pull Apart Cheese Mustard Beer Bread and found an ice cold can of Diet Coke.  Why don’t you grab your book and take all this upstairs where you can lay in bed eating and reading?

Kelly:  Send it to Bob Cutlass!  You’re the best husband ever!

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