I'm addicted to Movies (but only the good ones)

I am completely addicted to movies. I love them. LOVE THEM. Especially since I have been bed ridden because of my bacterial infection.

 But here is the catch - I love to watch the same movies over and over again. Yea, I don't mind new movies, but I really like ones I have seen and watch at least a couple dozen times over the years. 

My husband thinks my habit hilarious. I have trouble remembering some newer movies we watch and don't really care to see them again BUT I will be happy to sit an watch Emma with Gwyneth Paltrow for the 90th time. Maybe I do not like new ones because of the dialogue, the actors, the smell of the theatre?

I guess once I find something I really like, why try something new, eh? I feel like a little child who loves repetition. Read them the same book 3 times in a row and they are excited and happy with that story as the first time you read it to them.  

I came to discover my brother in law is exact opposite. Once he has seen a movie, he doesn't care to see it again. We had a conversation not long ago about the last time he saw E.T. which was in the movie theatre when it came out! Want to see it again Jeremy? Why, he has already seen it! :)

I do watch new movies and try out different genre's, but I always go back to a good ole classic. I think I might be the odd duck when it comes to movies. I really want to love the new movie with Matt Damon, but I just cant. Whoa is me. 

Such is life. If you ever want to discuss an old classic, like When Harry Met Sally, Beauty and the Beast, or anything good pre-2005, hit me up:)

Returning to life

Returning to normal life since Maui has been a bit tough. It's always hard to come back after a relaxing vacation. Although my normal job is babysitting, so playing outside all day isn't too tough.

With all the stuff going on with my grandfather, I haven't been sleeping too well and staying up late every night is now the norm.

I am in a constant state of prayer and my mind never seems to shut off.

Ever have that? When you are so desperate for piece or moment of absolute silence/peace. I worry about Poppy, I worry for my parents and the stress and sadness they are enduring.

I woke up Sunday morning with a terrible sore throat, high fever, chills, aches and exhaustion. I went to the doctor, got both arms poked and drawn blood (my worst nightmare ever) had a shot and received 2 prescriptions. Lets just say these last two days have been a basket of roses.

Then, something horrible happens yesterday. Two Bombs explode during the Boston Marathon, injuring and killing. What horror and sadness. There are no words that can describe my thoughts on this terrible matter. 

Then, when I think I can't handle it all, The Lord so sweetly reminds me of himself. He does so in the loving embrace from my husband, in the laughter of my nephews playing, in His precious Word, and in the remembrance of His sons death on the cross. He gives my parents a break even if just during a lunch together or weeding on the farm.

I wish everything was perfect all the time but then life would be heaven and we are so clearly not there in this world. We are in a season of pain and sorrow, but joy will come. He hasn't abandoned us. He is clearly with us always.  The Lord is always teaching me something and I give praise in the midst of it.

First Things First #6, Mardi Gras and the stomach bug

Hi all.
I'm so glad its Tuesday.  So.glad. 
This is what the weekend was like...

Our house was vomit central. Watch out, the stomach bug is going around and it ain't pretty. 

But on a happier note....

Today is Mardi Gras! Do you know what it is?
Well darlin, let me fill you in...

Mardi Gras is a huge celebration the day before Ash Wednesday. Its French for Fat Tuesday - which is basically the practice of the last night eating fatty and other crap foods before Lent.

Mardi Gras in the United States originally started in Mobile, Alabama (my hometown), NOT in New Orleans. They might be crazier, but we had it first. :)

Anyway, celebrations last a week long with parades, food (King cake, my favorite), drinking, balls, king and queen, etc. Its a ton of fun and I do miss being there for the celebration.

and......
Week 6 f this series?! Wow, this has flown by! I love these questions and its fun to remember the stages of life I don't think about much. 

The questions:

1. First Broken Heart

Ha, I don't know if I would count this as a broken heart, but I had a crush on a boy for 4 years - from middle school to early high school. We will call him A. A was handsome, popular and very sweet to me. I was a dorky glasses, braces kid who was a little overweight. He even asked me to dance once at a party and I refused because I was too shy.

2. First Thing You Do When You Wake Up In The Morning

I usually hit snooze on the alarm! I do NOT like morning time - it takes me awhile to wake up. Then I go and turn on the shower to warm up the water. That in itself is tough to do - mainly because I'm half asleep doing it. 

3. First High School Dance/Prom

Prom - junior year. My date was M.D. for short. He was seriously the HOTTEST guy at school and one year younger than me. We has become friends through our show choir. Did I mention he could sing, dance and play guitar?!?!

Now, our prom wasn't super fancy with long gowns - so I wore a short black cocktail dress that I borrowed from my sister. I don't even think I hardly danced with M.D., but more with my friends and guys from my grade.

Peace out.