Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Book Club - The Glass Castle

I just finished reading this book for my book club meeting next week. I can't pick out the words to describe it. It's funny in a "are-you-kidding-me!?" kind of way. Jeannette Walls has a way of describing a neglectful and abusive childhood as an exciting adventure. The interesting thing to me was that she wrote so vividly through the innocent eyes of a child. As she grew up you could see the loss of that innocence as she got wiser to what was really going on. I can't wait to discuss this book with my group - there are so many things to say! I'm so conflicted. Her parents were completely irresponsible and didn't deserve these kids and yet I found myself feeling compassion for them as she described the things that happened to them which were a direct result of their own choices. It's hard to describe what I'm trying to say without giving it away - and I think this is a book that everyone should read. Let me just say this - she gets you hooked in the first few pages when she describes seeing a homeless woman on the streets of New York and then realizes it's her mother.

One thing that I realized is that as a child you really don't know what you have or don't have, everyone's perspective on life is dependant on their own experience. I think anyone who experienced just one of the things she did as a child would think they'd had it hard and choose to be a victim for the rest of their life. And yet she speaks of it matter-of-factly and chose to make a different life for herself. As we compare our experiences with those around us, inevitably there will be some who we think had it better and some who had it worse. Her story helps me put my life in perspective and even though I've had to deal with my own things - it's not so bad, comparatively speaking. I like what she said near the end "I wanted to let the world know that no one had a perfect life, that even the people who seemed to have it all had their secrets." I guess if more people understood this, we might see more compassion towards each other.

Seriously, if you haven't read this you should - there's a reason it's on the NYTimes best seller list.

Here is a brief summary I picked up off of google.

Jeannette Walls grew up with parents whose ideals and stubborn nonconformity were both their curse and their salvation. Rex and Rose Mary Walls had four children. In the beginning, they lived like nomads, moving among Southwest desert towns, camping in the mountains. Rex was a charismatic, brilliant man who, when sober, captured his children's imagination, teaching them physics, geology, and above all, how to embrace life fearlessly. Rose Mary, who painted and wrote and couldn't stand the responsibility of providing for her family, called herself an "excitement addict." Cooking a meal that would be consumed in fifteen minutes had no appeal when she could make a painting that might last forever.Later, when the money ran out, or the romance of the wandering life faded, the Walls retreated to the dismal West Virginia mining town -- and the family -- Rex Walls had done everything he could to escape. He drank. He stole the grocery money and disappeared for days. As the dysfunction of the family escalated, Jeannette and her brother and sisters had to fend for themselves, supporting one another as they weathered their parents' betrayals and, finally, found the resources and will to leave home.What is so astonishing about Jeannette Walls is not just that she had the guts and tenacity and intelligence to get out, but that she describes her parents with such deep affection and generosity. Hers is a story of triumph against all odds, but also a tender, moving tale of unconditional love in a family that despite its profound flaws gave her the fiery determination to carve out a successful life on her own terms.For two decades, Jeannette Walls hid her roots. Now she tells her own story. A regular contributor to MSNBC.com, she lives in New York and Long Island and is married to the writer John Taylor.

Saturday, April 7, 2007

Project-Mania

Ever since I started working at the bead shop, I've been learning to do some fun things. It has also seemed to spark my creative juices a little bit. I have made about 15 pairs of earrings, sewed up 4 sets of burp cloths (who said the baby boom is over??), started a garden and am working on some bumper pads for Alison's crib. So here's a couple of pics of some projects.

I made this bag for a friend's birthday - it actually turned out pretty cute. Unfortunately for her, I made all of my mistakes on this first bag. I made one for myself that was admittedly much better in many ways. I ended up trading her and giving her the nicer one (which I forgot to take pics of).







A friend of mine gave me this old window and I wasn't quite sure what to do with it for a while. I made a little red-berry wreath that worked through Christmas and Valentine's day, but then it just really needed a makeover. I wish I could say I made this wreath, but I just picked it out. I like that even though it's not real it doesn't look completely fake. My front door is a hideous red brickish sort of color and nothing looks good hanging on it, so this is what you see when you walk in the entry. I'm pretty pleased with how it turned out.

Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Cherry Blossom Festival

Here are some pictures from my first foray into photography with a real camera! It was borrowed - but so much fun!



Saturday, March 31, 2007

Bart Simpson is Hamlet

We all love a good Shakespeare tragedy, right? Kenneth Branagh's Hamlet is great, Mel Gibson is even pretty good. But I think Bart Simpson as Hamlet is a classic too. If you haven't see it you can click here: The Simpson's Hamlet.







The Cast:
Homer - The Ghost
Bart - Hamlet
Lisa - Ophelia
Moe - Claudius, the King
Marge - Gertrude, the Queen
Polonius - Chief Wiggam
Laertes - Ralph Wiggam
Krusty the Clown - head of the players
Rosencrantz & Guildenstern - Carl and Lenny

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Tear Inducing Laughter

Nick just told me about this guy - he heard about him at work. We watched a couple of clips and started crying we were laughing so hard! He reminded me a little of Steven Wright (dead pan one-liners). I never knew ducks, watering plants, advil and toast could be so gut-wrenchingly funny!
Click here to go to the video: Mitch Hedberg On Letterman


Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Serendipity

The Endangered Joy of Serendipity

A friend sent me this link to an article from the St. Petersburg Times by William McKeen, chairman of the journalism department at the University of Florida.

It's not about the John Cusack movie, well maybe a little bit. But it doesn't mention it at all. I'm not going to expound too much on the points he makes, because you can just go click and read it yourself! I just really like the idea that we miss out on a lot because we are too directed, too focused and too "plugged-in" to enjoy some of lifes surprises. We don't much happen upon things by chance anymore. I'll share a couple of my favorite lines and hope you enjoy reading the article.

The modern world makes it harder to discover what you didn't know you were looking for.

In another context, Thomas Paine once wrote: "The harder the conquest, the more glorious the triumph. 'Tis dearness only that gives everything its value." . . . Looking for something and being surprised by what you find - even if it's not what you set out looking for - is one of life's great pleasures, and so far no software exists that can duplicate that experience.

Technology undercuts serendipity. It makes it possible to direct our energies all in the name of saving time. Ironically, though, it seems that we are losing time - the meaningful time we once used to indulge ourselves in the related pleasures of search and discovery. We're efficient, but empty.

Except for matters of life and death - and shopping at Wal-Mart - there's an emptiness in finding something quickly. (We all want to minimize time in Wal-Mart, don't we? Life is too short to spend too many of its precious moments in that particular hell.)

The modern world is conspiring against serendipity. But we cannot blame technology. I've met this enemy, and it is us. We forget: We invented this stuff. We must lead technology, not allow technology to lead us. The world is a better and more cost-effective place because of technology, but we've lost the imperfections inherent in humanity - the things that make life a messy and majestic catastrophe.

We must allow ourselves to be surprised. We must relearn how to be human, to start again as we did as children - learning through awkward and bungling discovery. Otherwise, when it's all over and we face the Distinguished Thing, we will have led extremely efficient but monstrously dull lives.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Giving Thanks

I thought this was amusing. I didn't catch the first time I looked at it that the blind guy was carrying an axe.













Well, on this Thanksgiving Eve, I was thinking about giving thanks. I have a friend who has sent out an email each day for a week leading up to Thanksgiving. Each day a new subject with an accompanying list of things she is thankful for. I realized that I hadn't focused enough on those types of things - no matter how small - and had let negativity creep it's way in. There are so many little things to be grateful for and they help give perspective to the larger things.

So here is a list, in no particular order of some of the small things I am thankful for.
the smell of the first crisp day in autumn
yoga
freshly picked apples
running
my baby's laugh
uninterrupted sleep
clean laundry
free long distance
emails from people I know, written just for me duvets
voicemails from friends and family
good ideas
My husband's smile
compliments
a good book
funny jokes/comics
sincerity
a new blanket of snow
a smiling cashier
anything baby blue
cheese
apple pie
office supplies
and many many more.....
Too many to write and some too personal to share. I will be more grateful and remind myself that things are always much better than we realize. Life is good. Share it and be happy. Happy Thanksgiving!
(What are some little things you are grateful for?)