I remember in the mid-1980s Dennis Miller on Not Necessarily the News doing a bit about words that should appear in the dictionary but don’t. These words were called Sniglets – my dad seemed to love them. For some odd reason I distinctly remember the one Prindle – the gear indicator in your car (PRNDL). Not sure why my brain holds on to that.
So that random introduction leads to this little story. Back in January, I had loaded up the kids in the car to go somewhere and as I start to back out, I realize my phone was sitting on the counter. Not able to function without my phone, I threw the car in park, left it running, jump out of the car, into the house, got my phone and ran back to get in the car.
I get it – lots of things wrong with this scenario:
1. Left the kids in the car
2. Left the car running
3. Left the kids in the car with the car running
The car could have been stolen and they could have been kidnapped or the car could have slipped out of gear or I could have fallen while running back into the house and cracked open my head-passed out and not been able to make it back to the car and they would have been strapped in for hours by themselves in a running car that could have been stolen or slipped out of gear. Fine – dial CPS. They can’t make me feel any worse about the situation than my son does.
This moment in my life that at the time I thought was maybe not the smartest move but more or less harmless is haunting my son. He actually has nightmare about this. He came bawling to Chad one night about the car not being in the park gear.
I should have known when I got back in the car and he has the big saucer eyes. And starts with “Why did you do that? You shouldn’t have done that. Why would you leave us like that?” After nearly six years with this boy – why didn’t I see this was going to be trouble?
I did not address it properly – I made light of it saying don’t worry the car was in park you are just fine. Did not satisfy him. So over the nearly month and a half since the incident he has learned how to tell if the car is in park – he can see Chad’s gear selector from his seat but mine is between the two front seats so he checks as he gets out of the car.
He asks as soon as we get in the door if the car is on P (mind you he JUST CHECK himself as he got out of the car), he asks Chad if his car is on P when Chad gets home, he will ask during dinner, he will ask as soon as he wakes up in the morning – Is the car still on P?
Nearly every time we are in the car we go through some scenario – what happens if the car isn’t in P and you left the keys in the car but you are somewhere else? What if I am in the car and it isn’t in P and you are not here? What if the car falls out of P? What if you think you put the car in P but you really didn’t? AAGGHHHHHH!
At some point, I guess Chad has shown Z where the emergency brake is in each of our cars to try and ease some fear but Zachary is relentless in processing this whole situation. When he cries about it all I can think is – DAMN PHONE! It is the phone’s fault I left it on the counter after all.
A part of me is just unfeeling uncaring mom – get over it already seriously! I think that part is trying to hide the part of me that is suffering from guilt and concern. Why does this bother him so much? What does his paranoia/worry/obsession mean? Where does it come from? Is it a sign of a bigger emotional issue?
Oh and I see the irony here. I am paranoid/worried/obsessed about his paranoia/worry/obsession – vicious cycle. Mentally exhausting. Yes all over leaving the car running to go into the house to grab my freakin phone.
Maybe it is just a six year old thing? I haven’t been able to convince myself of that yet but I am working on it.
I am sure there is a sniglet here somewhere: a word defined as mom’s paranoia causes son’s paranoia that fuels mom’s obsession which adds to son’s obsession; usually ends in expensive therapy for both parties.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
MK's Fun Fact
DAY 6: A Fun Fact
I am actually a pretty good public speaker. Both my degrees are in communications and I did study public speaking as a part of that but as a side note this discipline is not entirely made up of writing and giving speeches.
I did at one time actually contemplate trying to become a speech writer. I could be the woman behind the words but let someone else take the credit. Its just I am not as skilled at creating the speech as I am at giving it.
Weirdly enough I dread the process of preparing for the speech or play or public display. I am not focused - I procrastinate - nerves - butterflies - I almost hate doing it until...Lights On and ACTION - the wildest thing happens. Something takes over and I am in a different place. I imagine this is what athletes refer to as "The Zone." I am comfortable and calm and do what I need to do with no hesitation.
I did a run thru of my thesis defense with my grad professor chair the morning of my defense. I was distracted and incoherent and seemingly unprepared. That afternoon during my public defense I was polished, concise, and professional. My prof told me later she had a mini panic attack after rehearsal. Because her name was associated with mine and I looked clueless she almost recommended that I not present that day. She said I was a completely different person in my defense - in fact she then asked me to present my research at a conference in Chicago.
So this leads me to my fun fact - While still living in Tulsa, I participated in regional speech competitions and placed first three years in a row - humorous and dramatic prose.
Ok so maybe it isn't a fun fact but it is a random fact that most people do not know about me.
I am actually a pretty good public speaker. Both my degrees are in communications and I did study public speaking as a part of that but as a side note this discipline is not entirely made up of writing and giving speeches.
I did at one time actually contemplate trying to become a speech writer. I could be the woman behind the words but let someone else take the credit. Its just I am not as skilled at creating the speech as I am at giving it.
Weirdly enough I dread the process of preparing for the speech or play or public display. I am not focused - I procrastinate - nerves - butterflies - I almost hate doing it until...Lights On and ACTION - the wildest thing happens. Something takes over and I am in a different place. I imagine this is what athletes refer to as "The Zone." I am comfortable and calm and do what I need to do with no hesitation.
I did a run thru of my thesis defense with my grad professor chair the morning of my defense. I was distracted and incoherent and seemingly unprepared. That afternoon during my public defense I was polished, concise, and professional. My prof told me later she had a mini panic attack after rehearsal. Because her name was associated with mine and I looked clueless she almost recommended that I not present that day. She said I was a completely different person in my defense - in fact she then asked me to present my research at a conference in Chicago.
So this leads me to my fun fact - While still living in Tulsa, I participated in regional speech competitions and placed first three years in a row - humorous and dramatic prose.
Ok so maybe it isn't a fun fact but it is a random fact that most people do not know about me.
Monday, March 7, 2011
MK's Favorite Quote
DAY 5: Favorite Quote
I feel like quotes are used by those looking for ways to express themselves -- this is not a bad thing but in the same way I find songs to be inspirational or expressions of feelings I have - quotes can do the same.
I went through a very quote filled period of my life -- most of the 90s actually. College and Grad School. Do not know if that is truly relevant or if it speaks to the self searching I was doing at that time. Looking for anything to guide me - move me - show me some meaning.
I have a quote of the day calendar on my desk at work that my mom gives me every year - Wild Words from Wild Woman - not nearly as scandalous as it sounds.
I have two friends (shout out to Britta and Michelle) that communicate via quotes - funny, inspirational, thought provoking, and random. Just have to watch their Facebook posts to see what they have to say that day. I usually can find a thing or two to take away from it.
Random quotes I remember:
A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle...Gloria Steinem
Take time to live,
Take time to love,
Take time to do anything you are thinking of
Take time...
Time rolls on...
Lou Gramm (this is actually from a song - does that count?)
I don't need a diet. I need a tapeworm. ...can't remember
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart... Helen Keller
My most favorite person to quote - Martin Luther King Jr.:
However for my favorite quote I must turn to the quote that sees me through it all and it is a Bible verse. I get that Bible verses are easily manipulated and tossed one way or another to seem like one's perspective is right and the other person is wrong. It can be very dangerous to pull a Bible verse out of context and turn it into a mantra. Yet I do pull this one out and let it stand on it's own:
For I know the plans I have for you says the Lord. Plans not full of woe but for you to prosper. Plans for hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11
With a promise like this how can I not enjoy my life and not worry about the future -- it is in His hands after all.
I feel like quotes are used by those looking for ways to express themselves -- this is not a bad thing but in the same way I find songs to be inspirational or expressions of feelings I have - quotes can do the same.
I went through a very quote filled period of my life -- most of the 90s actually. College and Grad School. Do not know if that is truly relevant or if it speaks to the self searching I was doing at that time. Looking for anything to guide me - move me - show me some meaning.
I have a quote of the day calendar on my desk at work that my mom gives me every year - Wild Words from Wild Woman - not nearly as scandalous as it sounds.
I have two friends (shout out to Britta and Michelle) that communicate via quotes - funny, inspirational, thought provoking, and random. Just have to watch their Facebook posts to see what they have to say that day. I usually can find a thing or two to take away from it.
Random quotes I remember:
A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle...Gloria Steinem
Take time to live,
Take time to love,
Take time to do anything you are thinking of
Take time...
Time rolls on...
Lou Gramm (this is actually from a song - does that count?)
I don't need a diet. I need a tapeworm. ...can't remember
The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart... Helen Keller
My most favorite person to quote - Martin Luther King Jr.:
- Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy to a friend.
- Faith is taking the first step, even when you don't see the whole staircase.
- Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
- In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
- Forgiveness is not an occasional act, it is a constant attitude.
- Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.
- Nothing in the world is more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.
However for my favorite quote I must turn to the quote that sees me through it all and it is a Bible verse. I get that Bible verses are easily manipulated and tossed one way or another to seem like one's perspective is right and the other person is wrong. It can be very dangerous to pull a Bible verse out of context and turn it into a mantra. Yet I do pull this one out and let it stand on it's own:
For I know the plans I have for you says the Lord. Plans not full of woe but for you to prosper. Plans for hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11
With a promise like this how can I not enjoy my life and not worry about the future -- it is in His hands after all.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
MK's Favorite Book
DAY 4 - Favorite Book
Another easy one for me but you still have to read through a long narrative before we get to it.
I miss reading. At one time in my life, I was never without a book - starting from pretty young like grade-school young. Maybe it is genetic - my Grandma Leonard, my dad, my mom, all avid readers staying up late at night just to get an extra chapter in before bed.
I actually joined a book club in Junior High -- the ten books for penny and buy five more at full price. Don't remember ever paying for the books...hmmm.
I remember in the fourth grade going to the library and checking out three different books on juvenile diabetes -- no clue why but I learned a lot and was a little freaked out by the kids giving themselves insulin shots.
Point is - I loved to read and found anyway possible to do it and I am a little bitter that I have only read one book (Wicked) in the past year. I am not going to turn this into a poor me poor me so sorry to be me I haven't been reading post but I have to say that I am inspired to make it a priority again. I continue to digress...
Childhood favs: Little House series, Chronicles of Narnia, Bridge to Terabithia, Where the Red Fern Grows, Great Brain series, Little Women, Anne of Green Gables series, anything Beverly Cleary or Judy Blume
I really enjoyed American Lit as a teenager - good thing since I had it twice. American Lit was covered as a sophomore at Bishop Kelley in Tulsa and then we moved to KC and it was covered as a junior at Park Hill. So I had classes on the same books twice and I genuinely read most of them twice.
Had British Lit twice too but not as big a a fan -- I think reading Great Expectations soured me. I read that book in the 7th, 8th, 9th, and 12th grade -- enough. When it is the kids turn to read it, I am leaving that all up to Chad.
More favs from the recent years: John Grisham books, Harry Potter series, Memoirs of a Geisha, DaVinci Code & Angels and Demons
I will select To Kill a Mockingbird as my favorite. I read it for the first time between freshman and sophomore year. I pick this one for it's content, for the feelings and thoughts it stirred in my brain, for the fact that I have read it over and over, and for its ability to stick with me now 20+ years after reading it. Images from the book float clear in my mind as if I were there - the courtroom, the tree, the ham costume, all of it.
Time to find that library card.
Another easy one for me but you still have to read through a long narrative before we get to it.
I miss reading. At one time in my life, I was never without a book - starting from pretty young like grade-school young. Maybe it is genetic - my Grandma Leonard, my dad, my mom, all avid readers staying up late at night just to get an extra chapter in before bed.
I actually joined a book club in Junior High -- the ten books for penny and buy five more at full price. Don't remember ever paying for the books...hmmm.
I remember in the fourth grade going to the library and checking out three different books on juvenile diabetes -- no clue why but I learned a lot and was a little freaked out by the kids giving themselves insulin shots.
Point is - I loved to read and found anyway possible to do it and I am a little bitter that I have only read one book (Wicked) in the past year. I am not going to turn this into a poor me poor me so sorry to be me I haven't been reading post but I have to say that I am inspired to make it a priority again. I continue to digress...
Childhood favs: Little House series, Chronicles of Narnia, Bridge to Terabithia, Where the Red Fern Grows, Great Brain series, Little Women, Anne of Green Gables series, anything Beverly Cleary or Judy Blume
I really enjoyed American Lit as a teenager - good thing since I had it twice. American Lit was covered as a sophomore at Bishop Kelley in Tulsa and then we moved to KC and it was covered as a junior at Park Hill. So I had classes on the same books twice and I genuinely read most of them twice.
Had British Lit twice too but not as big a a fan -- I think reading Great Expectations soured me. I read that book in the 7th, 8th, 9th, and 12th grade -- enough. When it is the kids turn to read it, I am leaving that all up to Chad.
More favs from the recent years: John Grisham books, Harry Potter series, Memoirs of a Geisha, DaVinci Code & Angels and Demons
I will select To Kill a Mockingbird as my favorite. I read it for the first time between freshman and sophomore year. I pick this one for it's content, for the feelings and thoughts it stirred in my brain, for the fact that I have read it over and over, and for its ability to stick with me now 20+ years after reading it. Images from the book float clear in my mind as if I were there - the courtroom, the tree, the ham costume, all of it.
Time to find that library card.
Friday, March 4, 2011
MK's Favorite TV Show
DAY 3: Favorite TV Show
While I am a TV junkie, this task was actually quite easy for me. But seeing that I can’t simply put a two sentence blog post out there (what fun would that be?), I’ll ramble for a little bit.
In my youth, I was a Facts of Life obsessed girl from the days of Molly Ringwald all the way through the not great years of George Clooney and Cloris Leachman. I remember the original Must See TV of Cosby Show, Family Ties, and Cheers. I also had a thing for St. Elsewhere.
When my mom went back to work and Jamey and I were home by ourselves, I was completely sucked into soap operas. Young and the Restless, Days of Our Lives, Another World, and then Guiding Light. From 11 am to 3 pm, I watched that trash and was completely into it. My Grandma Lee found out and told me she used to watch Guiding Light so that one became my favorite. I stopped watching religiously in college but I when I heard Guiding Light was leaving the air after being the longest running soap, I DVR’d the final two weeks of the series. Chad did not get it. He didn’t make fun too much but was amused that the characters I loved as a teenager were still on the show.
Shows I will stop to watch now:
Friends
Iron Chef America
Dirty Jobs
M.A.S.H.
Phineas and Ferb
Shows I currently DVR:
House
CSI
CSI – New York
Criminal Minds
How I Met Your Mother
But my absolute favorite show right now is The Amazing Race. I love it because it’s a great show and also because that is my only scheduled couple time with Chad. Every Sunday we DVR the show and wait until the kids are in bed. We snuggle up on the couch and watch. We decide which detour we would do and critique every move – good and bad -- the racers make. We come to the conclusion after every show: Because we love each other we will never be on the show together!
While I am a TV junkie, this task was actually quite easy for me. But seeing that I can’t simply put a two sentence blog post out there (what fun would that be?), I’ll ramble for a little bit.
In my youth, I was a Facts of Life obsessed girl from the days of Molly Ringwald all the way through the not great years of George Clooney and Cloris Leachman. I remember the original Must See TV of Cosby Show, Family Ties, and Cheers. I also had a thing for St. Elsewhere.
When my mom went back to work and Jamey and I were home by ourselves, I was completely sucked into soap operas. Young and the Restless, Days of Our Lives, Another World, and then Guiding Light. From 11 am to 3 pm, I watched that trash and was completely into it. My Grandma Lee found out and told me she used to watch Guiding Light so that one became my favorite. I stopped watching religiously in college but I when I heard Guiding Light was leaving the air after being the longest running soap, I DVR’d the final two weeks of the series. Chad did not get it. He didn’t make fun too much but was amused that the characters I loved as a teenager were still on the show.
Shows I will stop to watch now:
Friends
Iron Chef America
Dirty Jobs
M.A.S.H.
Phineas and Ferb
Shows I currently DVR:
House
CSI
CSI – New York
Criminal Minds
How I Met Your Mother
But my absolute favorite show right now is The Amazing Race. I love it because it’s a great show and also because that is my only scheduled couple time with Chad. Every Sunday we DVR the show and wait until the kids are in bed. We snuggle up on the couch and watch. We decide which detour we would do and critique every move – good and bad -- the racers make. We come to the conclusion after every show: Because we love each other we will never be on the show together!
Prayers for Cooper
Back in January, I notice one of my Facebook friends (Olivia) had her status as “Pray for Cooper – a friend of mine’s son is very sick…” and I didn’t read the rest. I have a very hard time when people are sick but children rip me apart. Such innocence being in such pain that they do not understand.
So I did a quick mental shout to heaven – God you know what that family needs – please take care of them and Cooper.
Well Olivia’s posts were getting more and more frequent and each one with more dire news than that last. Again, being the expert at avoidance, I just threw out a generic prayer and went about my business.
In the middle of February, Olivia’s post said Cooper Going Home. So assuming good news, I allowed myself to click on Cooper’s mom’s blog - http://cotaforcooperk.com/blog to read about him coming home. I missed the word hospice in the coming home statement.
I could not stop the tears reading about this four year old boy with Mitochondrial DNA Depletion Syndrome. His body’s mitochondrial DNA could not support his organs and in January it attacked his last healthy vital organ – his heart.
There are gut wrenching entries from a mother who has brought her four year old son home to die. They moved his bed to the living room, surrounded him with his brothers and sister and tried to make each day special. Cooper’s mom was so torn – not wanting her son to die but not wanting him to suffer. She said in one entry –
The last couple of entries Cooper’s mom asked that we pray that Cooper stop fighting and let go. Pray that he go to sleep and find himself in God’s arms.
Cooper passed away last night.
I know the next prayers to say – prayers for peace and mercy and comfort for Cooper’s family. There are no words to say to this family but there are prayers. I don’t know the Knight family but they have touched my life and their hearts stay in my prayers.
Some will say but look at how lucky you are. I knew how lucky I was before Cooper died.
Some will say doesn’t it put things in perspective – your life isn’t so bad. You know what – this isn’t a freakin competition on who has more heartache or who’s heartache is worse. I know with every fiber of my being how blessed I am to have Chad, Zachary, and Rylee. A job I love. An amazing home. Obviously plenty of food. I thank God everyday for these gifts and know that part of life is that you never know what tomorrow holds.
I will not compare my life to theirs – I don’t think that is how it works.
I just have not been able to shake this feeling of helplessness and almost ridiculousness at saying prayers for Cooper. Laying in bed at night, staring at the ceiling trying to form words into a prayer or conversation with our Heavenly Father. I never did find the words. My prayer was simply Cooper God – Cooper.
So I did a quick mental shout to heaven – God you know what that family needs – please take care of them and Cooper.
Well Olivia’s posts were getting more and more frequent and each one with more dire news than that last. Again, being the expert at avoidance, I just threw out a generic prayer and went about my business.
In the middle of February, Olivia’s post said Cooper Going Home. So assuming good news, I allowed myself to click on Cooper’s mom’s blog - http://cotaforcooperk.com/blog to read about him coming home. I missed the word hospice in the coming home statement.
I could not stop the tears reading about this four year old boy with Mitochondrial DNA Depletion Syndrome. His body’s mitochondrial DNA could not support his organs and in January it attacked his last healthy vital organ – his heart.
There are gut wrenching entries from a mother who has brought her four year old son home to die. They moved his bed to the living room, surrounded him with his brothers and sister and tried to make each day special. Cooper’s mom was so torn – not wanting her son to die but not wanting him to suffer. She said in one entry –
There is just not a good answer to any of this for any of us. No matter what, it ends in heart ache and pain and the worst thing imaginable.Pray for Cooper – Pray for Cooper – It weighed me down. Pray for Cooper. What do you pray??? What do you say to God about this boy??? What words are right? What words work? What words??? What prayer?? I just found myself yelling up to heaven COOPER! Lord heavenly Father – COOPER!
The last couple of entries Cooper’s mom asked that we pray that Cooper stop fighting and let go. Pray that he go to sleep and find himself in God’s arms.
Cooper passed away last night.
I know the next prayers to say – prayers for peace and mercy and comfort for Cooper’s family. There are no words to say to this family but there are prayers. I don’t know the Knight family but they have touched my life and their hearts stay in my prayers.
Some will say but look at how lucky you are. I knew how lucky I was before Cooper died.
Some will say doesn’t it put things in perspective – your life isn’t so bad. You know what – this isn’t a freakin competition on who has more heartache or who’s heartache is worse. I know with every fiber of my being how blessed I am to have Chad, Zachary, and Rylee. A job I love. An amazing home. Obviously plenty of food. I thank God everyday for these gifts and know that part of life is that you never know what tomorrow holds.
I will not compare my life to theirs – I don’t think that is how it works.
I just have not been able to shake this feeling of helplessness and almost ridiculousness at saying prayers for Cooper. Laying in bed at night, staring at the ceiling trying to form words into a prayer or conversation with our Heavenly Father. I never did find the words. My prayer was simply Cooper God – Cooper.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
MK's Favorite Movie
Day 2: Favorite Movie
I think my dad would say my favorite movie is Gone with the Wind based on an obsession I had in the 8th grade.
My son says my favorite is Star Wars, X-Men 2, and Fantastic 4. I am not really sure why -- probably because he personnally likes those or at least thinks he does. He just told me he thinks I really like Speed Racer too.
My friend Karla thinks it is Titanic because when we were roommates she came home and caught me crying at the end of the movie. Embarrassing and true that I cried but definitely NOT my favorite. She still brings up that incident claiming I am a closet Titanic freak.
Sentimentally, I could select Shakespeare in Love because that was the movie Chad and I saw on our first date.
Chad will tell you my favorites are Legally Blonde and Miss Congeniality.
Movies I stop and watch when they are on TV even though we own the DVDs:
OK – yeah Legally Blonde and Miss Congeniality
50 First Dates
Harry Potter – any of them
True Lies
O Brother Where Art Thou
Princess Bride
Oceans 11
Twister
Lake House
Movies I like a lot but don’t own:
Best In Show
Dogma
Amelie
Stand By Me
The Truman Show
The Last Emperor
The Man in the Moon (before Reese was Reese!)
Johnny Dangerously
Movies I am sad to admit I have not seen:
Usual Suspects
Blind Side
Brokeback Mountain
Momento
It’s a Wonderful Life
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Crash
Rear Window
Little Miss Sunshine
Bad Santa
I can not thank Chad enough for having me sit down and watch Shawshank Redemption. Amazing movie. I would almost put that as my favorite but that would not be fair to him especially since I have not seen it as many times as it deserves to be seen.
What I find intriguing about my lists of seen vs. not seen is how “fluffy” the movies I watch are compared to the list of more cerebral ones I have not. Obviously movies are an escape for me (and the rest of the world) but apparently I don’t want to commit too much brain power to it.
I wish I could have a cool movie like The Big Lebowski or Jamey’s favorite Pulp Fiction but the truth is I have never seen neither.
So I contimplated Bend it Like Beckham as a front runner but I am thinking I just have to suck it up, admit it, and own it - I like cheezy chic flicks especially if they star my female celebrity crush Sandra Bullock.
With a touch of redness in the face, I blush when I will select While You Were Sleeping as my favorite movie. It introduced me to Sandra Bullock and is the epitome of Rom/Com Chic Flick.
While I wish my kids could think I am cooler and enjoy thought provoking cinema, I must be honest and say I am the perfect candidate for any movie starring Julia Roberts, Reese Witherspoon, and of course Sandra Bullock.
I am a sucker for a happy ending.
I think my dad would say my favorite movie is Gone with the Wind based on an obsession I had in the 8th grade.
My son says my favorite is Star Wars, X-Men 2, and Fantastic 4. I am not really sure why -- probably because he personnally likes those or at least thinks he does. He just told me he thinks I really like Speed Racer too.
My friend Karla thinks it is Titanic because when we were roommates she came home and caught me crying at the end of the movie. Embarrassing and true that I cried but definitely NOT my favorite. She still brings up that incident claiming I am a closet Titanic freak.
Sentimentally, I could select Shakespeare in Love because that was the movie Chad and I saw on our first date.
Chad will tell you my favorites are Legally Blonde and Miss Congeniality.
Movies I stop and watch when they are on TV even though we own the DVDs:
OK – yeah Legally Blonde and Miss Congeniality
50 First Dates
Harry Potter – any of them
True Lies
O Brother Where Art Thou
Princess Bride
Oceans 11
Twister
Lake House
Movies I like a lot but don’t own:
Best In Show
Dogma
Amelie
Stand By Me
The Truman Show
The Last Emperor
The Man in the Moon (before Reese was Reese!)
Johnny Dangerously
Movies I am sad to admit I have not seen:
Usual Suspects
Blind Side
Brokeback Mountain
Momento
It’s a Wonderful Life
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Crash
Rear Window
Little Miss Sunshine
Bad Santa
I can not thank Chad enough for having me sit down and watch Shawshank Redemption. Amazing movie. I would almost put that as my favorite but that would not be fair to him especially since I have not seen it as many times as it deserves to be seen.
What I find intriguing about my lists of seen vs. not seen is how “fluffy” the movies I watch are compared to the list of more cerebral ones I have not. Obviously movies are an escape for me (and the rest of the world) but apparently I don’t want to commit too much brain power to it.
I wish I could have a cool movie like The Big Lebowski or Jamey’s favorite Pulp Fiction but the truth is I have never seen neither.
So I contimplated Bend it Like Beckham as a front runner but I am thinking I just have to suck it up, admit it, and own it - I like cheezy chic flicks especially if they star my female celebrity crush Sandra Bullock.
With a touch of redness in the face, I blush when I will select While You Were Sleeping as my favorite movie. It introduced me to Sandra Bullock and is the epitome of Rom/Com Chic Flick.
While I wish my kids could think I am cooler and enjoy thought provoking cinema, I must be honest and say I am the perfect candidate for any movie starring Julia Roberts, Reese Witherspoon, and of course Sandra Bullock.
I am a sucker for a happy ending.
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