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Just read the lyrics to a song I’ve been listening to, Es Por Ti by Juanes.
Now I am feeling absurdly romantic.
I just saw this on WeHeartIt. And I do love it. Now I’m off for another cup of coffee.
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Life in Arizona can be a little warm. On occasion the summers enjoy the beauty of a monsoon or two. But if you suffer the heat, enjoy a dry uneventful summer maybe just maybe when winter comes you may wake up to some clouds and possibly rain.
It was a good morning. Be sure to enjoy the little things in life.
Sunday is the best day to enjoy Natalie Dee. Enjoy!
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I hate to admit it but the Christmas Holiday can be tiresome to me because the repetition of traditional songs becomes laughable. I don’t need to hear forty versions of the same pop song from the 50s.
So I opened my heart up to this Sufjan Stevens song. The lyrics are such a relief.
Sister Winter
“Oh my thoughts I
Return to summer time
When I kissed your ankle
I kissed you through the night
All my gifts I gave everything to you
Your strange imagination
You threw it all away
Now my heart is
Returned to sister winter
Now my heart is
As cold as ice“
Find the complete lyrics here.
I just saw this quick little video. Now I’m dying to shop and sew. Besides there is nothing more calming to me than animated knitting, which means that I love to watch these ETSY videos.
I have a strange morning routine.
My Chihuahua, Sophie, has nothing but disdain for noise. Slamming doors. Laughter. Car honks. Basically any sound can send the little one running down the hallway to cower before my brother’s bedroom door.
So for her sake, I try to find a movie that will politely drown out all the usual sounds.
This morning’s choice was Singin’ in the Rain.
I am a fan of only a handful of Hollywood musicals but this Gene Kelly extravaganza is one of my favorites. I tend to fast forward to my favorite part whenever I pop this into the dvd.
I like Gene Kelly’s romance with Debbie Reynolds but it lacks chemistry. Their scenes are pure movie. There is no magic. Its cute. Very PG.
That is until half way through the film when you become immersed in “Broadway Melody” a breathtaking sequence with the incomparable Cyd Charisse steals the movie.
I just adore Gene Kelly when he dances with Cyd. She brings him to life. Its more than a look. His body language changes. He makes this shift from a boy into a lover. Its subtle and its perfect.
The rest of the movie pales in comparison to this one scene. In the end Debbie was never a match for Gene.
I did however find the clip on YouTube. So now you can see what I mean.
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I used to babysit. The two little girls in question were about 3 and 4. This was before I started going to college. I was strangely confused about what I was going to do with my life. So babysitting seemed like a good idea.
Feeling stifled and utterly frustrated I found ways to amuse myself. On one such day I thought it would be fun to teach the girls about Stanley Kubrick.
By lunch they ran up to my unsuspecting family wiggling their index fingers squealing out “RED RUM!”
*I never actually showed the movie to them. I wasn’t that bored.
Not too long ago I wrote about how listening to my Itunes music library filled me with some great memories from my childhood. I promised to share these so here is one such treat for this chilly Monday.
Today’s song is: “Green Onions” by Booker T. & The McG’s
When I was a little girl I spent most of my time with my parents. Basically every Friday night was spent watching movies. They would make some popcorn. We would throw several large pillows on the floor. And all three of us would stretch out in front of the TV and watch a movie.
I had an early introduction to great filmmaking. George Lucas. Martin Scorsese. Francis Ford Coppola. Steven Spielberg. Oliver Stone. I remember watching a lot of R-rated films. My parents do not realize it but if it had not been for this early education I would never had pursued filmmaking like I did in college. There was so much magic to telling a story.
To this day, I create a ritual out of watching movies. Its magic has not waned.
[The image was from my favorite site, FFFFOUND!.]
