Star Wars-a-thon Roundup!

Since the blog lists the posts in reverse chronological order, and the whole thread is best served by being read in reverse reverse chronological order, I thought I’d round up all the posts and make it more easily navigable for your benefit. (All links should open in a new window or tab).

It was all inspired by this post: Stolen Thunder about how I felt short-changed by not being able to introduce my girls to the prequels since I had gotten to do so with the Original Trilogy.

We settled in and fired ourselves from the Star Wars canon, on Valentine’s Day of all days: Happy Valentine’s Day

We got through the Phantom Menace and began Episode II: Valentine’s Day – Episode II

Yoda’s fight with Dooku made quite the impression on Lana: End of Star Wars-a-thon Day 1

Of course, I had a few more thoughts: Star Wars-a-thon Day 1 Addendum

For Day 2, we began with the darkest of all 6 films: Star Wars-a-thon Day 2.

It started off quite well, as there is a great deal of Artoo-generated humor in the first act and a half: Episode III – cont’d

And then it all went downhill: Ep. III – Help me Obi-Wan, you’re our only hope!

No more blogging for Day 2, as the girls watched Episode IV without me and, according to BatMom, they have seen it so often that it is basically comfort food. They are happy it’s on, but also happy to be doing other things.

So began Day 3, with the the least watched of all three original films (at least by my girls): Star Wars-a-thon Day III – It begins

At this point, the blogging kind of devolves to anecdotal observations by the girls and myself: Day III – cont’d

Star Wars-a-thon Day III: Intermission

I did get a little mean with a Sex in the City chick, but I’m not the one who put the pic together: Star Wars-a-thon Day III – Ep. VI

Star Wars-a-thon Day III – conclusion

I hope you all enjoyed this journey with my family and me. I’d love to hear from other geeks who do similar “a-thons” with their Geeklings. And I don’t care what anyone says, I still proudly love the Ewoks. I don’t even care if they ARE the Jar Jar Binks of my generation. They’re adorable. Jar Jar is freaky! SO THERE! *ahem* Sorry folks. Lost control to my inner 8-year-old there.

This was one of my more enjoyable Valentine’s Days and certainly my favorite Presidents’ Day of all time!