The movie club night was SPLENDID, if I may say so. A bunch of women watching a Jane Austen movie, with plenty of snacks available.... How can you go wrong with that?
I informed everyone about the 3 movie club rules:
1. You must love Jane Austen
2. You must drink tea (this was modified to "must *serve* tea" as there is ONE individual who is not particularly fond of tea)
3. You must not be on a diet
I'd decided that we will watch the movies in the same order Jane Austen's books were published, so we watched "Sense and Sensiblity". I love everything about that movie. It wouldn't be right to say it's my favorite Austen movie, though, because I think I will say that about all of them.
Note to self: Bring tape or staples to the next movie club night to prevent excess talking during the movie. Also, BRING A CAMERA!
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Jane Austen movie club
When we lived in the States, I was in a book club. It was a wonderful book club. I read so many great books and have many great memories from our meetings. I miss my book club. And all my friends in the book club.
So, I have wanted, for some time, to do something similar here. And since I am a huge Jane Austen fan, I decided to start a Jane Austen movie club. Just to do something different. We are having our first get together tonight and I am so excited!
In preparation for the movie club, I have read a lot about Jane Austen's life and works. I've almost been obsessed with it, in fact. And I'm an even bigger fan now! She was an amazing woman! So in conjunction with the movie club, I think I will have to re-read all her books, too. An enjoyable task, indeed!
So, I have wanted, for some time, to do something similar here. And since I am a huge Jane Austen fan, I decided to start a Jane Austen movie club. Just to do something different. We are having our first get together tonight and I am so excited!
In preparation for the movie club, I have read a lot about Jane Austen's life and works. I've almost been obsessed with it, in fact. And I'm an even bigger fan now! She was an amazing woman! So in conjunction with the movie club, I think I will have to re-read all her books, too. An enjoyable task, indeed!
Friday, September 10, 2010
Phew
Ballett, swimming, piano lesson, parent meeting at school, church calling, socializing, mall excursion, grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning, laundry, home work support, dishes, making lunches, cuddling, exercising, chauffeuring, work, reading, playing, and much more. 17 hour work days (mixed with fun, hugs and kisses). I am ready for the weekend. And here's to all mothers out there: YOU ARE AWESOME!!!
Sunday, September 5, 2010
Speed monster
A friend of mine recently told me that I should write more on my blog because she never finds a new entry on it anymore. I was just so happy to know that there's at least one person that checks my blog out! :)
Anywho, we went to Gøteborg (Sweden) yesterday (along with a billion other people it seemed like!) We went to Liseberg (an awesome amusement park) and although it was packed with people, it was great as always. We went with my parents, brother, sister in law, nieces and nephews and had a grand time.
Amilia seems to have no fear these days, so we decided to take her, along with Selina, on one of the bigger roller costers (Lisebergbanan.) I knew Selina would love it, but I was a little worried about Amilia. Last year, when we went to Disneyland, we took her on Space Mountain. She kept saying "I want to go home" through the whole ride and was not happy when it was over.
I tried to keep calm while waiting in the 25 minute line, but I don't know how successful I was. The ride was quite a success, though. Amilia screamed and laughed the whole way through it, and the minute we stepped off, she announced that she wanted to go again. The problem with having such brave kids, is that I have to go on all the rides, too. Yikes. It seems like the older I get, the more chicken I get, too.
Because I was so busy checking out all the rides, I completely failed to take any pictures. How sad is that? I used to be so good about taking pictures (ask my friend, Nina, about how many pictures we used to take on our vacations together). I always regret it later, too. Oh, well, I'll do better next time.
Anywho, we went to Gøteborg (Sweden) yesterday (along with a billion other people it seemed like!) We went to Liseberg (an awesome amusement park) and although it was packed with people, it was great as always. We went with my parents, brother, sister in law, nieces and nephews and had a grand time.
Amilia seems to have no fear these days, so we decided to take her, along with Selina, on one of the bigger roller costers (Lisebergbanan.) I knew Selina would love it, but I was a little worried about Amilia. Last year, when we went to Disneyland, we took her on Space Mountain. She kept saying "I want to go home" through the whole ride and was not happy when it was over.
I tried to keep calm while waiting in the 25 minute line, but I don't know how successful I was. The ride was quite a success, though. Amilia screamed and laughed the whole way through it, and the minute we stepped off, she announced that she wanted to go again. The problem with having such brave kids, is that I have to go on all the rides, too. Yikes. It seems like the older I get, the more chicken I get, too.
Because I was so busy checking out all the rides, I completely failed to take any pictures. How sad is that? I used to be so good about taking pictures (ask my friend, Nina, about how many pictures we used to take on our vacations together). I always regret it later, too. Oh, well, I'll do better next time.
Friday, September 3, 2010
Feeling like Eeyore
A few weeks ago, I had a horrible day. No major thing caused it, just a bunch of little things, one after the other, building up over time. (Accompanied with not enough sleep.) I won't bore you with the details because they're petty, boring and not important, but the result was that I was in such a negative mood that I became overly-critical of myself. This, my friends, is a dangerous thing. Once you start thinking negative things about yourself, it feels almost as if you end up in a bottomless pit.
Sitting there in my misery, with a dark cloud hanging over my head, I tried to find some uplifting things to read. But the only thing that lead to, was that I wanted to publish a post on my blog saying: "People, I'm tired of hearing about perfect lives. I want to hear about your struggles and your weaknesses. I just want to know that you're human, too!!!!"
I sat there feeling much like George Bailey in "It's a Wonderful Life", feeling as if nothing I do matters. (Don't be alarmed, I was not thinking about jumping off a bridge.) I don't do enough fun and creative activities with my kids, I need to lose those extra pounds, my house isn't always spotless etc. I'm telling you it was bad. I usually have a pretty positive and optimistic outlook on life, but not that day.
How grateful I am to my husband for taking the time to listen to me. That big, crazy guy has a huge heart. He pointed out all the things we have to be grateful for and I finally realized that life really is wonderful. But sometimes it's difficult, too. And that's OK.
Sitting there in my misery, with a dark cloud hanging over my head, I tried to find some uplifting things to read. But the only thing that lead to, was that I wanted to publish a post on my blog saying: "People, I'm tired of hearing about perfect lives. I want to hear about your struggles and your weaknesses. I just want to know that you're human, too!!!!"
I sat there feeling much like George Bailey in "It's a Wonderful Life", feeling as if nothing I do matters. (Don't be alarmed, I was not thinking about jumping off a bridge.) I don't do enough fun and creative activities with my kids, I need to lose those extra pounds, my house isn't always spotless etc. I'm telling you it was bad. I usually have a pretty positive and optimistic outlook on life, but not that day.
How grateful I am to my husband for taking the time to listen to me. That big, crazy guy has a huge heart. He pointed out all the things we have to be grateful for and I finally realized that life really is wonderful. But sometimes it's difficult, too. And that's OK.
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