Important update to to the category of what I'm looking forward to most: He's going to SING AND DANCE. Hugh Jackman, I mean. (pictured here by edison0618 on Flickr). I heard it from his own mouth. (Although not technically in person of course). I stand firmly in the camp that believes almost any program - or, you know, moment in LIFE - is improved by a song and dance number. I'd rather watch a really cheesy Nick-and-Jessica type variety show than song-less, monotonous reality t.v. any day. So I have officially put this as number one - okay, maybe second to the montages - on my list. The Oscars are going to rock this year; I can feel it.
In other what-I-watched-while-recuperating-from-a-cold news, I saw The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants sequel the other day. There was a great moment where America Ferrera's character talked about the delicious language used in the play she was rehearsing for. She complained at how lazy we are now - how much prettier phrases were then and how much richer it felt to speak that way. "Why don't people talk like that anymore?" she wailed. I loved that part. I love the idea that if we would just stop and savor the little things in life a little more, our lives would be so much richer. We tend to live through life rather than in it sometimes. And I love it when a book or a movie suggests that we stop and take it in a bit. The National Treasure movies have some great lines like that too, which brings me to my little Hollywood gem for the day.
Do you ever find yourself vaguely remembering a movie line? You know it moved you, but you can't quite remember what it was. Let me introduce you to (as if you didn't already know) a little thing called IMDB - the Internet Movie Database. You know you can find out who was in what film there, but you can also find a wealth of great movie quotes. The page is called "Memorable Quotes" for each movie, so I usually get there by typing that phrase and the movie title into a search engine. You'll be spouting poetic in no time.
In honor of living life richly, allow me to cyber-celebrate a little gift I received yesterday from The Man himself: This dark wooden rectangle of wonderful, our new table.
We have never in our married life bought ourselves a table. Hand-me-downs work just as well for eating on. Only I so don't believe that now. This glorious piece of furniture has officially become the centerpiece for my lucky life. I touch it every time I walk by. We christened it last night with company and everything - company I would have the previous night seated in the living room with a t.v. tray rather than sit at our chipped wooden table with the hard, flat decades-old benches.
I'm working on the song and dance routine as we speak.