Saturday, October 18, 2008
So I may have freaked out for nothing...what else is new?
I don't know why I was so scared of Green Elmo's Thumb. Look how friggen cheery and festive it was. The best part? The music was so loud it drowned out the screamers.
Junior was so well behaved that Chuck wouldn’t give him up! I wanted to hold Junior and let him bob up and down on my lap (he "dances" now). I wanted to squeeze his chunky hands. So, yah, I’ll confess to a moment of complete immaturity: When Chuck pretended he couldn’t hear me asking for Junior because of the music—he was, ahem, sitting next to me—I took a really bad picture of him.
I’ll confess to another moment, this time of complete sappiness. The message of the show—caring about the earth—really got to me. I have always tried to live Green so in some ways I feel like the now en vogue Green Movement isn’t all that much to gyrate about. I’m happy it’s gone mainstream but come on, it’s how we should have been living all along. Too bad companies like Dixie—who tell busy moms they deserve a break and should therefore use paper plates for dining—are still clueless.
I can’t believe I’m quoting Big Bird (my, oh my, how things have changed), but he had the best line of the whole show when he told the kids “it’s not always about you.” I love that. It’s about time someone just came out and said it.
One sunny days gripe: $10 for an Elmo balloon and $7 for a draft beer in a plastic cup? If the show were really about being stewards of the environment, beers would have been served keg-stand style (no waste) and balloons would have been made of a biodegradable material, like hops.
Yah, I know, that’s silly—but so is an unidentifiable red thing with a high, squeaky voice. I mean come on, despite my moments of eco-friendly blubbering I did take a minute to remind myself that human beings do some curious things in the name of entertainment.
And now that we have Junior I fear this is just the beginning.
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