Thursday, January 29, 2009

Sparkle

You can rest assured, Nannette, that those who have hurt you had absolutely no idea of what they were doing and what was really going on. It never occurred to them that you'd become even more magnificent. That they'd be invoking your sympathy, adding to your compassion, and increasing your "sparkles." And it will still be eons before they can grasp that you actually welcomed them into your life and played their little games for some of these very reasons.

Cute.

Love you with all of my heart,
The Universe


Now, people, I realize this is more than likely what every other TUT subscriber received in their inbox this morning but it's uncanny, bullseye resonance made me stop and think twice.

I've been spending an inordinate amount of time on Facebook lately. It's been extremely cathartic for me. Frightening at times but cathartic. Reconnecting with old friends, new friends, lovers, family, first loves and classmates via Facebook forces one to face the issues left by the wayside years and years ago.

At first, all I could focus on were the things that had gone wrong. Beating myself and them up for our transgressions against one another. When I think of the years I've squandered thinking I was done wrong and damaged in irreversible ways it makes my head spin. But, as was pointed out to me by a very, very good friend recently, these people, these situations, were their way of protecting, no, excusing me from a lifetime of lameness. And I thank them for that.

Each and every one of them.


So, today, I feel lighter. Unburdened. Sparkly.

I feel the better for it all. And I thank each and every one of you.

Monday, January 26, 2009

Sun

We (along with many other neighboring areas) have been suffering through an inversion. These are not uncommon for Boise and, unfortunately, seem to strike right after the holidays...the worst time for drab and dreary clouds day after day, if you ask me.


Yesterday afternoon, the sun finally peeked it's glorious head out of the clouds and we had bright, breathtaking sunshine until the sun sadly set that evening. I pushed the girls outside in their layers and told them "go outside and get some fresh air and sunshine!"

This morning, after waking up late and having to rush around getting the FiveYearOld ready for Kindergarten, I opened the curtains only to find an actual sunrise happening. Another modern day miracle!

I started belting out "Here comes the sun...doo doo doo doo" and the
FiveYearOld stopped me abruptly. "Mommy! What is that song?!" I told her I'd find it on the iPod and play it for her. She abandoned her cereal and blueberries (latest obsession), plopped herself down in front of the speakers and started swaying to the music.

"This is good. Really, really good." I told her I was glad she liked it. "No, really. These people need to make more songs like this."

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Disturbia

This is highly disturbing, on some levels, to watch but the squeaky balloon part is so worth it.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Old Enough

In lieu of an actual written post, I'll share what is on heavy rotation in my home, in my car, on my iPod and on my MacBook (and my brain, too, as I can't get it out of there).

<a href="http://www.joost.com/082l9pb/t/The-Raconteurs-Old-Enough-featuring-Ricky-Skaggs-and-Ashley-Monroe-(video)">The Raconteurs - Old Enough [featuring Ricky Skaggs and Ashley Monroe] (video)</a>

Happy weekend!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Yellow

And now for something totally different. And totally awesome.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Pledge

I pledge to focus on the good and not the bad. I pledge to expend my energy on worthwhile causes. I pledge to let go of the bad energy (and people) in my life and only make room for the good.

I pledge to be the change.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Smile

This is guaranteed to make you smile.



Have a happy weekend! There will be much celebrating with martinis and sushi in our neck of the woods (happy birthday Hubs!). Big props go out to Nana & Papa for taking our kidlets...the silence will be gloriously deafening!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Oh My Lourdes

Right when I think I've seen it all, this happens.


(Madonna, I love you but even you have been working my last nerve lately.)

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Dedicated

This goes out to the Hubs.

I'm sorry it wasn't in the cards to end up with her but at least you ended up with someone who loves her nearly as much.

March can't get here soon enough.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

King

It's hard to believe he would be 74 today.


I'd always loved him. Not just his striking good looks but his finesse. His style. His unabashed confidence. And, of course, his relentless talent.

When I met my husband whilst knee-deep in my fascination and devotion to all things rockabilly, it was no shock to find that we shared a mutual love of Elvis. But, what I didn't realize until I met him, was that I knew very little of Elvis. Sure, I knew facts about his life (did you know he had an identical twin brother? Not sure the world could have handled that) but I had very little knowledge nor a true appreciation for his musical history. I was so caught up in the beauty and mystery of this man...I'd never taken the time to school myself in the deeply complex makeup of his musical path.

Case in point:
This album changed my life. That may sound melodramatic to most people but it's the truth as I know it. The soulful pleas of "Anyway You Want Me" and "Love Me", the raucous ultimatum of "One-Sided Love Affair" with his signature hiccup-y style, the bluesy echo of "Anyplace is Paradise" - an exhilarating example of his natural-born grasp of rhythm and blues and, the ultimate in my humble opinion (and theme song for the Hubs and me), "So Glad You're Mine". All of these songs, and I mean each and every one, are riveting representations of what Elvis embodied as a musical artist.

Sure, I love all of his other stuff. I even love the "fat" Elvis. But, to me, Elvis 56 will always be the essence of his true self. His true talent.

Happy Birthday, Elvis. Thank you for knocking us for a loop. For changing our concept of music. Thank you for forever changing our lives.

I may not have known you personally but I definitely know you musically. And I'm better for it.

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

The Body

I was an instant fan of Stephen King's short stories after reading "The Body". As with most of his stories, I couldn't fathom how it would be transformed into a film but, more often than not, I wasn't disappointed.

Recently, I stumbled upon this movie after not seeing it for what might likely be eons (God Bless AMC for ohsomany reasons) and was blown away by the performances. Especially by Wil Wheaton in this scene (in particular, from around 4:00 to 5:30).


It's difficult to credit any one person in making this the timeless movie and story that it is but it goes without saying it's a prime example of what happens with the perfect blend of talent.

(And look at how young they are!)

Sunday, January 4, 2009

Besties

Main Entry: soul mate
Function: noun
1 : a person who is perfectly suited to another in temperament



I don't have many but the few I've had and have now, I am ohso grateful for. Here's to unconditional love and friendship!

(Thank you, Nik, for the use of your term "Bestie"...and you are most def at the top of my short list.)

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Identity

"Mommy, who am I?"

I stopped dead in my tracks. "Wha...? What do you mean, hon?"

"Who am I? I don't think I know who I am." Such a question for a five year old. She asked it with such sincerity. Such fear.

"Well of course you know who you are, sweetie, you're Wilhelmina. You're my daughter."

She looked away in disappointment. I hadn't come up with the right answer. The desired response.

I've been thinking a lot lately. Too much. Too much about what I'm unhappy about. What I don't have. What I've lost. What was taken from me. What I've squandered. Her query made me ask the same question. Who am I? Really?

Then I watched a documentary tonight and it answered almost all of my questions. Single-handedly.

What I learned tonight, after watching people retreat to the bowels of the city for a myriad of reasons, was that it's not who I am but, more importantly, who I am right now. And, ultimately, who I will be.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

Delicate

In case you didn't know, watching "The 7 Year Itch" on New Year's Day is the only way to recover properly. That, and lots of water.



Marilyn is simply divine but, honestly, Tom Ewell steals the show.