Regarding: The Halftime Show

Here it is: I liked the halftime show. I liked it! I liked everybody performing, the music they played, the moves they busted… I liked it. Here are what some of my Facebook friends had to say about it:

~"I would have signed up for a couple of colonscopys if I knew the halftime show was going to be that painful."
~"Best half time show ever, Slash did it for me. Love Black Eyed Peas but come on, Fergie, Slash, and Guns n Roses! Yeah baby!"
~"usshhheerrrr is soooo damn sexy! Best part of the superbowl by far!"
~"Is the halfime show over yet? Oh yeah Fergie SUCKS!!!!"
~"last night's half-time show by Black Eyed Peas was a good reminder that sometimes lip-syncing is the best option."

Whatevs. I like glo-in-the-dark stuff so I was totally content. I also love dancers wearing boxes on their heads so there was that too.

A lot of people are complaining Slash is too old to be rocking at the Super Bowl; others complain the BEP’s megatron-y schtick has completely worn out its welcome. Maybe. Here are some other things well past their prime (the fat jiggler only arguably so!):



Are you dying to know what I was snacking on during the Super Bowl. Just a PACK of chips. They’re STEEL a classic snack! Just kidding. Here’s a picture I took just for Ad Bits:

That is: a Coca-Cola Light (from Jamaica!), a spinach artichoke bread bowl mini (you might call it a Super Bowl!), a cream cheese wonton, and a green bean fry.  Thank you Schwan's Man.

Parent of the Week!

I'm Parent of the Week!  And not in a sarcastic, "I just let my kid polish off a bag of barbeque chips for breakfast" kind of way.  A real Parent of the Week!  And I have a badge to prove it:

You can check out my post at http://www.avantgardeparenting.com/2011/02/parent-of-week-julie.html If you aren't already following Avant Garde Parenting you should- they have super helpful tips on things like transitioning your kids out of your bed and into theirs and how to take care of yourself as a parent (important!). 

Super Monday!

Did Ad Bits take eight months to download today?  It's because we have a BOWLFULL of ads on here today!

This is much earlier than I usually blog.  But this.  Is a special occasion.  This is Super Monday.  Plus, I wanted to hurry up and blog before I heard the public opinion about all the ads.  It will be embarrassing if all the "experts" think the Hungry Howie phone lick commercial was the worst one, when it was totally one of my favorites.  It may sway my bloggy honesty. 

Let's hop to it!  There was so much material I decided to break things up  into categories to make my life more manageable (for a change).  If you don't see your favorite ad, know I have a Nerdy Notebook, full of fresh bloggy juice; I'll be blogging about S.B. ads all week so definitely stay tuned.  Cool?  Cool!  Now.  Here are the 2011 Ad Bits Super Bowl awards! (they need a name, no?  The Bizties?  The Adzies?  Let's come up with something before S.B. 46, ok?)

Best Commercial Featuring A Celeb:

A little icky, but most certainly had the surprise factor going on.  I mean there are so many people that want to Riv 'er a new one.

Best Ad By A Company I've Never Heard Of:

I don't normally laugh at hurt babies.  Unless it's reaaallly funny.  And I'm sure they're going to be ok.

Best Commercial Featuring Old TV Shows:

If you're going to put Henry Winkler and a 90210 clip in an ad together?  You are a shoo-in for a Bitzie.

Best Fire Up Commercial:

Michigan representin'!  Holllllla!

Best Commercial Featuring a Canadian Teen Pop Star and Drugged Up Bat-Biter:

There were so many great nominees in this category, but it had to be O.O. and the Biebster.

Best Commercial Featuring A Redhead:

In fact, the only commercial I saw with a redhead.  We are so underrepresented.

Best Commercial in the First Half:

So disgusting.  So hilarious I almost missed the rest of the game for all my laughing.  Touchdown Doritos.  Touch.  Down.

Best Second Half Commercial (also the winner for best animal commercial):

I love this ad.  But how funny would it be to do a play on "beaver" and "Bieber"?  And have the beaver reading Tiger Beat and dressed up like the Bieb?  Just an idea for next year y'all.

Tune in tomorrow for exciting (not really) Super Bowl pictures and my thoughts (and some of my anonymous Facebook friends' thoughts) on the halftime show.

So let's have it!  You had a favorite and you can tell me now that mine are out there!  I'm dying to know.  What made you land face first in the queso dip laughing and what made you toss your queso dip up on the scotchguarded couch?

Pre-Bowl Fun!

It's Superbowl Eve!!!!  Last year we had a Not-A-Superbowl party two weeks before to watch the finals (or whatever they call it- the games to decide who goes to the SB) because we were in Mexico for the actual Superbowl. :(  This year I couldn't get my act together quick enough for a party. Double :(  In retrospect it's probably better this way because I will need to concentrate on the commercials, right?  I mean this is a big day for my little blog!

Yesterday I saw a sneak peek of one of the commercials and I'm just sayin': driving chimps are a hit every time.  If you're going to drop $3 mill for a 30 second spot, animals will give you the biggest bang for your buck.  Here is another sneak peek at a SB commercial:


Know what I don't want to see during the Superbowl?  Floating body parts.  (Or any other body parts, Janet Jackson.)  They gross me out and are on par with the horror show that was the Xbox campaign:


Barfo.

Here is a game I make everybody play every Superbowl.  If you had to come up with a mascot for a new football franchise, what would you pick?  Last year Jim picked the "Dawgs".  I went with the much more violent "Bullets".  What is your faux team's mascot?

Pumped to Jump

Adrienne jumped out of her crib yesterday.  It was very calculated; she tossed her stuffed animals and blankets onto the floor in a heap and jumped for it.  I was shocked.  This is the girl who would be perfectly happy sitting on my lap all day long, who is nervous moving from one room to another because the floor may be a different texture.  But as we moms know, kids in cribs will do desperate things to avoid naps.  Or maybe this guy was in there giving her a pep talk:


Of course, I'd rather think she just braved it on her own and there was not actually a strange sweat-suited man in her room.

Speaking of jumping, the girls and I went to Jumpin' Jax today- have you guys been to a place like this?

It's bouncy house galore!

It's bounceariffic, especially after two days with as many snowed-in, pent-up, high energy munchkins.  Molly jumped to her heart's content, while Adrienne ran from bouncy house to bouncy house looking in nervously.  I tried to coax her into jumping by going in with her, but in true A fashion she clung to me like a little koala bear and I feigned frustration when really I love that she prefers me to a giant blow up toy.  In life, that is not always the case, right?  Harhar.

A considered entering, but quickly decided against it.



Have a wonderful weekend Friends!  Fire up for Superbowl Sunday- it's like Ad Bits Olympics!  I can't wait!

WWW Wednesday- Snow Day Edition

Whine: Remember yesterday when I was so proud of myself for stocking up on food and stuff before our big snowstorm?  I grabbed chocolate chips thinking, "what could be more cozy and snow day-y than making chocolate chip cookies with my girls?"  Today I realized I don't have butter.  Butter!  I always have butter!  I have three (open) packages of cream cheese, 2 jars of salsa, more pasta than you can shake a noodle at, but no butter.  So it's handfuls of chocolate chips for dessert tonight!  Oh well, it's probably butter this way.

Wish: I wish we could come up with a really good name for this blizzard.  Snowmaggedon is pretty weak, Snowpocolypse is a bit better.  My favorite so far is the Snowtorious B.I.G.  But I still feel like we can do better.  I've been brain storming all day with snow good ideas.  I can't concentrate, my mind keeps going adrift.  I'm feeling a bit (snow)flakey.  You might say I have brain freeze.  And you can take that to the (snow)bank.

Woo-hoo!  Happy Groundhog's Day!  Apparently little dude says Spring is coming early, although I think he's a big fat liar.  If he were my kid I'd ground him.  But I appreciate his piggy little effort.  Happily, nobody in my house has gone stir crazy yet (I wish I was stirring my cookie batter like crazy, but what can ya do?)  Although, just as I typed that last sentence Molly came in from the blustering blizzard and went straight upstairs and put her swimsuit on. ?!?!?!  So maybe she's losing it.  Or maybe she's just creating her own little Snowtopia.

My brother and his new wife are escaping this entire snowcapade as they are on their honeymoon in Jamaica.  So la-tee-da for them.  Because I wish I were in Jamaica and because these commercials are hilarious- here are some Red Stripe beer commercials for your snowtertainment.

Callin' All the Plows- Do Ya Hear Me?

I have to let you in on a secret.  Part of me gets a little excited about snowstorms.  As you probably heard, the Midwest has a doozie headed our way and I'm a little pumped!  It's kind of fun getting all geared up to hunker down.  I filled my gas tank (though I've never ever heard of stations running out of fuel during snowstorms- it still makes me feel better).  Then, I went to the store and bought a bunch of stuff I don't normally get like Neosporin and vodka.  Just kidding.  Those are things I always pick up.  But I did get a giant can of pears (nothing says hunker down like canned pears!) and pudding and toilet paper (obviously that is something I buy year round, but normally I wait until the very last square has been flushed from our home before I buy more).

The girls have new library books and Christmas toys still in the packaging that I can bring out on a snowflake's notice. I have my own books and a list of household chores I've been waiting all winter to do. I also had the foresight to create a super annoying version of "Bottoms Up" to sing to Jim all day ("Shovels Up! Shovels Up!"). Yes, I think we're ready. Of course, if things turn icy and our power goes out all bets are off- then hunkering down is horrible and cold and we will flee to my Mommy and Daddy's house as any respectable grown girl would do. Luckily I have a tank of gas to get us there.