05 December 2009
Not So Funny
So last night, I finally gave in and agreed to watch "Funny Girl" with the wife. She has been wanting to get me to watch the "classics" for some time now, I needed a break from papers/presentations/powerpoints, and she needed a good Friday night. SO, we did it. (ACTUALLY, we started it on THURSDAY night, but I fell asleep. HOWEVER, those are just minor details, really.)
You know, for the most part, I really enjoyed myself (sorry grandpa Fred, I thought she did great). I laughed and even got a little excited when she started singing:
It got me thinking. When I watch "classic" movies , I watch them for a reason. I watch them because they are NOT reality. I watch "classics" because truth prevails, the badguy is put to justice, and life problems are resolved in 2 hours and generally with song, dance, and even lots of lights. Why does Fanny (or Mr. Arnstein for that matter) think they can change that? Why do they think they can defy the connotation of a classic? Thus, allow me to draft a letter:
"Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter. Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter. Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my paraaaaaaaade."HOWEVER, why didn't someone tell me that the ending was going to be CRAP? Complete CRAP!? I mean, come ON, Fanny Brice got the SHAFT.
It got me thinking. When I watch "classic" movies , I watch them for a reason. I watch them because they are NOT reality. I watch "classics" because truth prevails, the badguy is put to justice, and life problems are resolved in 2 hours and generally with song, dance, and even lots of lights. Why does Fanny (or Mr. Arnstein for that matter) think they can change that? Why do they think they can defy the connotation of a classic? Thus, allow me to draft a letter:
Dear Megan, love of my life,
I agree to watch your "classics" as long as their endings don't completely blow. I require at least that degree of consistency and reliability in my life.
Your loving husband and life companion,
Greg
04 December 2009
What DREAMS may come..
I am a vivid dreamer. Everything is VERY real in my dreams. Sometimes they are wonderful and happy, other times they are so sad and heart-wrenching, that I wake up crying. This morning was one of the latter experiences.
I dreamt that one of my dearest friends died and that I was at the funeral, sitting int the foyer, and an absolute mess. For some reason I was not in the congregation, I was wandering around the church aimlessly, (might I add that it was the coolest church I have ever been in! Soo many secrets and winding staircases.) listening to the service being projected from some imaginary speaker that followed me everywhere. As I roamed a million memories came back of this person. Of the way the have changed my life and helped to make me the person that I am today. Sadness set in as I realized that marriage, schooling, and careers have made it harder to not be as close or build as many memories. The heartbreak was so real that when I finally awoke I had to text them just to make sure they were alright and knew just how much I love them.
As I sat there, waiting for a reply, I was overcome by joy and gratitude that there are still chances for me to continue our relationship and build memories in this life. Fortunate for me, I love their spouse also and couldn't be more thankful for how eternally happy they have made my dear friend. It has me reflecting upon ALL of my loved ones today. I am forever grateful for the memories, the lessons, and the way you have changed my life for the better!
I dreamt that one of my dearest friends died and that I was at the funeral, sitting int the foyer, and an absolute mess. For some reason I was not in the congregation, I was wandering around the church aimlessly, (might I add that it was the coolest church I have ever been in! Soo many secrets and winding staircases.) listening to the service being projected from some imaginary speaker that followed me everywhere. As I roamed a million memories came back of this person. Of the way the have changed my life and helped to make me the person that I am today. Sadness set in as I realized that marriage, schooling, and careers have made it harder to not be as close or build as many memories. The heartbreak was so real that when I finally awoke I had to text them just to make sure they were alright and knew just how much I love them.
As I sat there, waiting for a reply, I was overcome by joy and gratitude that there are still chances for me to continue our relationship and build memories in this life. Fortunate for me, I love their spouse also and couldn't be more thankful for how eternally happy they have made my dear friend. It has me reflecting upon ALL of my loved ones today. I am forever grateful for the memories, the lessons, and the way you have changed my life for the better!
02 December 2009
Until NEXT Year
Dearest Gregory,
Thank you for allowing me to be a very important role in the celebration of your day of birth. I promise that next year I will blow your mind with my AMAZINGness. I will include chocolate frosting AND LARGE Ghirardelli chocolate chips on top.
Sincerely,
YOUR annual German Chocolate Birthday Cake
Thank you for allowing me to be a very important role in the celebration of your day of birth. I promise that next year I will blow your mind with my AMAZINGness. I will include chocolate frosting AND LARGE Ghirardelli chocolate chips on top.
Sincerely,
YOUR annual German Chocolate Birthday Cake
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