Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Dreamers...
Listen up. Take a moment today to appreciate life. Stand outside, whether it's warm or cold. Close your eyes, and just feel the air. Appreciate what it feels like to be alive, to be loved, to have your family, friends, and the many blessings that surround you. Life is precious, amazing, and such an incredible gift to each of us. Sometimes the day to day routine can cloud what life is really about, and how generous the miracles around us really are. Appreciate today. Take a second look at the colors around you, the sounds around you, and the people who smile at you today. Be open to happiness. It just may make an appearance.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Eric & Me
Sorry, I just took it upon myself to rename Marley & Me. Is that bad?
I just figured you'd rather listen to me rant about this guy, than the galling whining about the 13,467 tears I abandoned at the theater.
I read the book, so I expected the crying jag.
But, I certainly don't remember any mention of a hotter-than-hot-sidekick-writer-reporter with an impossibly curvy smile, and an enigmantic ability to make me squirm in my chair like an exuberant, yappy toddler gripping a Red Bull and a bag of skittles. It's ridiculous.
Don't get me wrong, the puppies were adorable, and yes, I know it was a dog movie. But dang. Even puppies can't compete with Eric Dane.
This is the part where I (cautiously) admit I must have been either sleeping or studying while Grey's Anatomy was on, or you would have welcomed this rhetoric long ago, I'm sure of it.
All I can say is, Rebecca Gayheart is one lucky broad.
Oh, and don't tell Edward (you know how he gets).
I just figured you'd rather listen to me rant about this guy, than the galling whining about the 13,467 tears I abandoned at the theater.
I read the book, so I expected the crying jag.
But, I certainly don't remember any mention of a hotter-than-hot-sidekick-writer-reporter with an impossibly curvy smile, and an enigmantic ability to make me squirm in my chair like an exuberant, yappy toddler gripping a Red Bull and a bag of skittles. It's ridiculous.
Don't get me wrong, the puppies were adorable, and yes, I know it was a dog movie. But dang. Even puppies can't compete with Eric Dane.
This is the part where I (cautiously) admit I must have been either sleeping or studying while Grey's Anatomy was on, or you would have welcomed this rhetoric long ago, I'm sure of it.
All I can say is, Rebecca Gayheart is one lucky broad.
Oh, and don't tell Edward (you know how he gets).
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