Monthly Archives: March 2012

Six Word Saturday

Water for Elephants was very satisfying.

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Quick Hit: The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, Take Two

We rented the American version of the story, and I was not disappointed. More later…


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Thought for Thursday: I’m Going to Give This a Try

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Nearly Wordless Wednesday: The Unwashed Horde

I’m musing about some pretty staggering stuff going on in my brain right now, and in a conversation with Kizz, she pointed out that I should go watch Braveheart.  Wallace “doesn’t actually fight all those gory (badly shot) battles by himself,” she said.  “He spends way more time with his unwashed friends than he does with the Brits.

Would all my precious, unwashed friends please pipe up?  I need to know that I’m not out here, dirty and painted blue, screaming and waving a stick at the approaching infantry, all by myself.


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Ten Things Tuesday

Ten voices I really love.

1.  James Earl Jones.  Seriously; I could listen to that man read the phone book and be contented for the evening.

2.  Morgan Freeman.  He’s another one; I don’t care what he’s saying, I just love to hear him say it.

3.  Oleta Adams.  This woman has a beautiful voice; there’s something about it that intrigues me, but I can’t quite put my finger on what that thing is.

4 Johnny Cash.  Classic, strong, and self-assured.

5.  Susan Stamberg from NPR.  Her voice always has an undercurrent of humor in it, and I have the feeling that I’d like her very much if I met her.

6.  Sarah McLachlan.  She has a voice like velvet; rich and deep and soft.

7.  Liam Neeson.  I particularly loved him as Aslan in The Chronicles of Narnia.

8.  Queen Latifah.  Her voice is lovely and smooth, like melted chocolate.

9.  Patrick Stewart.  I mean, really; how is this even a question?

10.  Sam Elliott.  Sadly, he’s spending most of his time peddling trucks, but it doesn’t matter; I’d listen to him all day.


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Monday Meme

From my favorite dealer, Kwizgiver.
1. Which TV character do you think you are most like?  That’s a hard one.  I know what MOVIE character I’m like – I feel a strong kinship with Leigh Anne from The Blind Side

– but I’m not so sure who I’d be on t.v.  Punk couldn’t say, either.  Any of you who know me in real life have a suggestion?

2) What time do you go to bed? That depends.  In the winter, I go to bed (too) early; it’s dark out early in the winter, and that’s my cue to hit the sheets.  As the sun stays out longer, so do I (unless I have a good book.  The week I was reading 11/22/63, I went to bed two nights in a row at about 6:30).

3) What was the last meal you made from scratch? I make most of my meals from scratch.  I put together a pot of chicken pot pie the other night, and I made myself a yummy green salad with homemade chicken salad for lunch the other day.

4) What is your favorite type of music?  Rock, mostly, though a lot of what I like falls into the pop-rock genre.

5) In what position do you sleep?  I know I fall asleep on my left side, right knee up, left hand jammed under my pillow.

6) What is your first memory? I remember my grandparents’ above ground pool collapsing when I was four.  They were sitting with my father under the deck of the thing (in the shade) while I played in the yard when it just gave out.  I escaped the ensuing flood by climbing onto a boulder upon which my grandfather had fastened a ceramic doe.  No one was seriously hurt, but my grandmother was pretty bruised up.

7) What is your least favorite smell?  Vomit; without question.

8) It’s your round at the pub and your friends asked you to surprise them. What drink would you buy and why? depends on what we’ve already been drinking–but my go-to drink is a Midori sour.  Yummy!

9) What was the last thing you read/watched that made you cry?  I welled up at this:

Also?  The scene from The Blind Side that I posted above gets me every time.

10) They say that you learn something new every day. What was the last thing you have learned?  I learned that it’s probably a good idea for me to close out my applications and shut down my computer at night.

11) Which Literary love interests would you snog, marry and avoid. I would snog and marry Jamie Frasier and I would avoid Mr. Rochester.

12) What is your oldest memory? I think I answered it in #6… right?

13) Paperback, Hardback or Kindle? Which of these is your favorite reading format and why?  In order, it’s a dead-even tie between paperbacks and e-books.  I like paperbacks for their price and portability, and I like e-books for their space-saving and my ability to read them comfortably in bed.  I tend to avoid hardcovers if I can get away with it; they’re bulky and expensive.

14) If you could bring back any canceled TV series for another run what would you pick and why?   The West Wing, without question. Intelligent, witty, and inspiring, which is exactly what I need more of when I think about politics.

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Quick Hit: Little Things

A little more than a week ago, Rick wrote this:

Love does not have to be extraordinary. Moreover, love shouldn’t be extraordinary, at least not most of the time.  Love should consist of neutral tones in both color and sound. Nearly boring, and definitely commonplace.

There is such resonant truth in this for me.  I have a wonderful, quiet, commonplace, and ridiculously happy marriage punctuated by shared experience, unspoken understanding, and complete and unquestioned trust.

There are a million little things that make my relationship special, and almost none of those things would seem extraordinary to anyone looking in.  Example?  It was raining this morning.  On my way to work, I noticed (because one only notices such things when it’s raining) that my windshield wipers were doing a crappy job.  I needed to drive (with my mother-in-law, Goddess help me) across the state for a baby shower this afternoon, and I didn’t have time, between when I was finished with yoga and when I needed to pick up Mumsie, to go to the auto parts place to pick up new wipers, so I sent my husband a text message before I started yoga class.

Can you see where this is going?  Yep; when I came home, there were new wiper blades on the kitchen counter.  He put them on while I was in the shower, and the whole way back and forth across the state, I was marinating in delighted, commonplace, boring, contented adoration of my husband (and more than a little stunned wonder that this is actually my real life).

I don’t need chick-flick romance.  I don’t want flowers or diamonds.  Real love is in the everyday, and I’ve got it big.


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