Well, I'm reading The Great Gatsby again. What can I say, other than that I rather enjoy it. I read it for the first time a few months back. I didn't know much about it, but had heard of it through various shows on television, and maybe even a couple of movies. I knew that since I was going to the library weekly with my daughter and getting her books just as often, that maybe I should start getting books for myself, and expanding my reading list.
I read The Great Gatsby quickly. I was completely taken in by it, loving every second of it. I knew that I had to read it again, and that time has now come.
I haven't been sitting around not reading though. I have since read a multitude of books that I look forward to adding to my collection, which I am SLOWLY starting to build. I found plenty of interest in the love story in Wuthering Heights and couldn't pull myself away from Jane Eyre (in fact this one was borrowed twice, and read twice).
I had a love for reading when I was a little girl, and I am more than pleased that this love has returned. I am constantly finding myself searching for new books to read.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Greta - Movie Review
I just finished watching a movie called 'Greta', starring Hilary Duff. I expected it to be similar to the many other films she's been in, but it was hardly that. Her character focused on the hardships she was having as a 17 year old, and her deciding what to do with it all. Her mother sent her away to live with her grandparents for the summer - hardly what she would want to do with her time - so that she could be rid of her and build up her (3rd) marriage that sounded as though it was failing. One of the first things Greta told her grandparents was that she was planning to kill herself before she was 18, then proceeded to tell them all of the ways she could succeed. She followed this up with her form of a bucket list - her to do list before she ended her life. This shocked her grandparents ... and myself.
The movie got me thinking about the hardships that people have. Sure Greta complained a lot about random things that didn't really matter, but there was an underlying factor that came out as the movie went on. She felt the way she did for a reason, and a heavy reason at that. Some people go through tremendous downfalls and have problems that other people, including myself, couldn't even imagine, but they make it through it. I guess there is always a way to make it, you just have to be willing to see it. And you have to be able to help yourself before anyone else can.
The movie got me thinking about the hardships that people have. Sure Greta complained a lot about random things that didn't really matter, but there was an underlying factor that came out as the movie went on. She felt the way she did for a reason, and a heavy reason at that. Some people go through tremendous downfalls and have problems that other people, including myself, couldn't even imagine, but they make it through it. I guess there is always a way to make it, you just have to be willing to see it. And you have to be able to help yourself before anyone else can.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Late Night TV
Yes, It's true, I'm well informed about all this late night drama. Not because I follow the drama, but because I am a big fan of the Tonight Show with Conan. Now, don't get me wrong, I do enjoy some Jay Leno too, but he just has a whole different edge to him I find.
So tonight I watch Conan, and find myself laughing as usual, and enjoying every minute of it. The laughter continued as Robin Williams decides to sing an Irish song. I'll be surprised if nbc ever invites him back to a talk show. haha.
Now it's time to watch some Craig Ferguson. I didn't start watching his show until a few months ago and now find myself wondering how I could have waited so long to find him. I laugh his entire monologue and through most of his interviews with his guests. I can not get enough of him.
At least I go to sleep after having a healthy dose of laughter :)
So tonight I watch Conan, and find myself laughing as usual, and enjoying every minute of it. The laughter continued as Robin Williams decides to sing an Irish song. I'll be surprised if nbc ever invites him back to a talk show. haha.
Now it's time to watch some Craig Ferguson. I didn't start watching his show until a few months ago and now find myself wondering how I could have waited so long to find him. I laugh his entire monologue and through most of his interviews with his guests. I can not get enough of him.
At least I go to sleep after having a healthy dose of laughter :)
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Getting Started
I've been going through things; kind of a quarter-life crisis as I have been referring to it. Nothing serious, just trying to get everything on track. After talking with a close friend, it was suggested to start a blog. A blog .. I had no idea really what this meant and what I would do with it. What would I write? What would I say? Who would even read what I wrote? I decided against it at the time, and moved on from the idea. I can admit though, that the thought was almost always there.
Well, the other night I was having trouble sleeping. It was 3 in the morning, and I was wide awake, my mind racing with every possible thing you could think of, and then some! I started thinking of how I would write out what was racing through my head - I should add that I have taken on a new interest with writing, and have actually been working on my own story (we'll see what comes of it) -, and decided to write it out, and go from there. This is what came of it:
It's 3am. I'm wide awake, yet my eyes are struggling to remain open. Every time I let them close, my mind starts racing out of control. I force them back open and look around my room. I notice the closet doors are open, lit up from the light illuminating from the baby monitor. The monitor that probably doesn't need to be used anymore, as my baby will be three in only a few more months. But I like the comfort of hearing her moving in bed, and the deep breathing that sometimes accompanies her sleep. I'm distracted by this thought as I hear a train sounds its warning as it passes through the town. The noise only last a few minutes and I am alone again with my thoughts. It's mostly worry, I think. Uncertainty. I think about my career and what it will be. I did go to college, but I highly doubt that I will ever use my schooling. The knowledge gained, however, will be used for a lifetime. I have a new career path in mind, now it's just time to do it. Or find a way to do it.
Another train of thought: Wedding planning. I think of dresses I life for me, and then dresses for bridesmaids. I think of who my bridesmaids are going to be. I have them in mind, but can't make that final decision, as I may need an additional one to match my fiances number. We'll see. I never thought I would think much about my wedding, but now I can't stop. Colors, flowers, the cake, centerpieces. All of these ideas race through my head, and I can't slow it down. Even knowing that the wedding isn't until next year, I just don't want to fall behind.
My thoughts are sidetracked again as I somehow get a song stuck in my head from 'Three Men and a Baby'. The song the guys sing to the baby to get her to go back to sleep. "Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go ....". The line "Well It's 3 o'clock in the morning" makes me wonder if that's why this song suddenly got stuck in my head since it's been years since I've seen this film.
My erratic thinking continued from there focusing more on my daughter and her upcoming birthday, to some family coming to visit this weekend. I eventually fell back asleep, although it was after a while. When I woke in the morning it was decided that writing a blog may be for me after all.
I still don't know what I will say and write, or if anyone will even read this, but I also decided that it doesn't really matter. Sometimes I have things to say and I think this will be a great way to say it and figure it out.
Well, the other night I was having trouble sleeping. It was 3 in the morning, and I was wide awake, my mind racing with every possible thing you could think of, and then some! I started thinking of how I would write out what was racing through my head - I should add that I have taken on a new interest with writing, and have actually been working on my own story (we'll see what comes of it) -, and decided to write it out, and go from there. This is what came of it:
It's 3am. I'm wide awake, yet my eyes are struggling to remain open. Every time I let them close, my mind starts racing out of control. I force them back open and look around my room. I notice the closet doors are open, lit up from the light illuminating from the baby monitor. The monitor that probably doesn't need to be used anymore, as my baby will be three in only a few more months. But I like the comfort of hearing her moving in bed, and the deep breathing that sometimes accompanies her sleep. I'm distracted by this thought as I hear a train sounds its warning as it passes through the town. The noise only last a few minutes and I am alone again with my thoughts. It's mostly worry, I think. Uncertainty. I think about my career and what it will be. I did go to college, but I highly doubt that I will ever use my schooling. The knowledge gained, however, will be used for a lifetime. I have a new career path in mind, now it's just time to do it. Or find a way to do it.
Another train of thought: Wedding planning. I think of dresses I life for me, and then dresses for bridesmaids. I think of who my bridesmaids are going to be. I have them in mind, but can't make that final decision, as I may need an additional one to match my fiances number. We'll see. I never thought I would think much about my wedding, but now I can't stop. Colors, flowers, the cake, centerpieces. All of these ideas race through my head, and I can't slow it down. Even knowing that the wedding isn't until next year, I just don't want to fall behind.
My thoughts are sidetracked again as I somehow get a song stuck in my head from 'Three Men and a Baby'. The song the guys sing to the baby to get her to go back to sleep. "Goodnight sweetheart, well it's time to go ....". The line "Well It's 3 o'clock in the morning" makes me wonder if that's why this song suddenly got stuck in my head since it's been years since I've seen this film.
My erratic thinking continued from there focusing more on my daughter and her upcoming birthday, to some family coming to visit this weekend. I eventually fell back asleep, although it was after a while. When I woke in the morning it was decided that writing a blog may be for me after all.
I still don't know what I will say and write, or if anyone will even read this, but I also decided that it doesn't really matter. Sometimes I have things to say and I think this will be a great way to say it and figure it out.
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