Monday, June 19, 2006


Rummage Sale
Another Unwelcomed Goodbye
On Saturday we had the Rummage Sale at church. I think it went good; more successful than the one we did for NYC. Hopefully people will remember to come to the community night on July 1st! Heh, but yeah - I was pleased. After the rummage sale me and my cousin went to a birthday party for one of my friends from school. That was alright - we didn't do much but it was entertaining.

On Sunday we skipped Church (Fathers Day and all)... On Sunday night I went to Blockbuster and rented three movies: "Dreamer," "A lot like love," and "Shopgirl." A few nights ago I rented "Nanny McPhee" and "The Family Stone."

Nanny McPhee was cute - the filming was awesome. The Family Stone was alright, though it wasn't too great; a bit confusing. We first watched "Shopgirl" first last night which was cute - I liked the narration. I rented it because we love Claire Danes. Then we watched "A Lot like Love" which I had actually already seen but it was still a great movie; romantic comedy. Interestingly, there wasa very distinct actor in "A Lot like Love" that we had just watched in "The Family Stone." His name is 'Tyrone Giordano' and he is deaf in both movies so I looked up him filmography and it turns out he actually is deaf! I think that is so cool; that he is deaf and an actor. And, even more interesting to me is that those are the only two movies he's been in. Anyway, just wanted to share that cool bit of information about that actor.

So yesterday I stayed in bed for 13 hours. Haha. Then we went grocery shopping and then we met with my old neighbor and her friend. The friend, Linda, and her husband wanted to meet Cleo. We're going to bring Cleo over to their house on Saturday and give her to them. :-( They have a big backyard and a nice sized house so I'm sure she'll be fine but I'm going to miss her.

Friday, June 16, 2006

Two Very Similar Movies

Scotty Corrigan buys an antique desk and finds a Civil War-era letter inside it, written by a woman who died over a hundred years ago. Fancifully, he writes and mails a reply...only to have it reach its destination in the past. As Elizabeth and Scotty continue their remarkable correspondence, they find themselves falling in love, and more than restless about their impending, respective, marriages. --The Love Letter

A lonely doctor (Sandra Bullock) who once occupied an unusual lakeside home begins exchanging love letters with its newest resident, a frustrated architect (Keanu Reeves). When they discover that they're actually living two years apart, they must try to unravel the mystery behind their extraordinary romance before it's too late. --The Lake House

The two movies sound very similar; I saw 'The Love Letter' last summer and when I saw the preview with 'The Lake House' I couldn't help but be confused. Was it a remake? Nope, it has no movie connections. Strange is all I claim.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

Father's Day
Today was a bad day. I woke up and had a random memory of my Dad. It wasn’t much – just of him sitting in the kitchen watching the sci-fi channel and drinking coffee. All day I lazed around the house and watched Fathers Day commercials; not by choice, by fate. It was miserable, it was like in the movies when something bad happens and every channel you turn to has something to do with it. On one station there’s an episode about the daughters being mean to their Dad and then making up in the end, on another station is a cartoon about Dad’s, and between shows are commercials celebrating the very concept of Dad’s. I miss him, and I don’t need any reminders of the fact that he’s not here.

I think one of the worst parts is thinking of him in context of still being alive. Like today I did just that. Last night Cleo ate her collar and this morning, when I was going to take her out, I realized I couldn’t for that very reason. I ran through people in my head – Crystal’s at work…Ma’ is sleeping and will yell if I wake her up… Dad will… er, now he can’t. I’ll never forget how my Dad would do anything at any given time. Like one time I was about to go out with my friend and I needed a little money because we were going to see a movie; he was out getting coffee but he rushed home to get me the money (he was amazing like that).

With Fathers Day coming up and all I wish I could tell him how much I appreciate him. I wish I could celebrate it just one more time. I wish we could sit in the kitchen at 11:00 PM and watch Will and Grace as we drink coffee just one more time. It’s weird like that. At first I grieved about the memories: going out to breakfast when we were kids, or going camping… but now I grieve about the everyday things. Walking down the hall in the morning knowing he was behind me in the kitchen (his cheerful, good morning sunshine as I went into the bathroom). Anyway, today was a bad day.

Monday, June 12, 2006

Summer Cont.
So this is my first official day of summer because the weekend would have been there had I not gotten off. So, I woke up at 6:00 and rolled over until 11:00 when my dog started barking. Got out of bed, ate breakfast, took my dog out. Yeah, it was a very lazy morning so far. And even more amazingly, I dont have anything else to do today!!! Now, this situation can go two ways. I can anjoy this extreme amount of leisure time while I have it or I could think of stuff to do and not go crazy. We'll see which one I choose.

Yesterday was a long day. Went to church, then went to Barnes and Noble, then home, then to Charisse's graduation party, then to LSD's (lake street denny's) and ran into some friends and then went home and watched an episode of Everwood before going to bed. Yup. To elaborate: Church was good. Barnes and Noble dissapointing. Charisse's party was good. I feel kinda' bad because me and Jill just sat in the car the whole time (but we were talking!) so I dont know. It was a good party though. Uhm, at LSD's I ran into Richmond and Kelly and some of their friends. I met them through Kami. :-) They're cool though, I like them. And yeah, that pretty much sums up yesterday.

Over the summer I have to read 6 books: Cats Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut, Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austin, The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde, The Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare, Selected Poems by John Donne, and Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury. Also, I want to be reading the bible, finish the Lord of the Rings Trilogy (Im in the middle of book 1) and finish reading two other books that I've been in the middle of for too long. Soooo, yeah.

Saturday, June 10, 2006

Well, I just got out of school yesterday. It should be a happy thing because next year is my senior year and then I'm done but I’m not happy to have gotten out for summer. I was crying a lot yesterday - and that resulted in my getting a cold. Evidently when someone is depressed enough they get sick so I'm assuming that's what happened.

You see, usually on final days my Dad would pick me up and ask me if I wanted to go out to lunch. We'd go to Omega Restaurant and eat the bread and butter, get some coffee, and I'd get a grilled cheese and he'd get some breakfast plate. The last time we went I got a Cappuccino. I miss him. When I got out of finals on Thursday I asked my Ma if we could go to Target and get socks and she said no. Instead she went home and watched TV for a few hours - as if that was such a pressing matter. It's just so different. She didn’t ask how my finals went and that was the first thing my Dad would ask. Then he'd say how proud he was of me - all my ma does is point out my flaws.

She complains about how my grades are slipping (not taking into account the fact that my Dad just died, I have an entirely new living situation to adjust to, and I’m stressed) and then she wont buy me any of the 6 books I need to read this summer for AP English. I'm sorry but where is the sense in that. And now all summer I have to spend my time in this place with her. She yells all the time and I hate being around her. This is not what I'd call a happy summer. On top of that, in the next month I have to get rid of my dog. I knew that I would have to eventually but I hate that its coming.

You see, a month from now I am going to Cornerstone (a week long Christian concert) and my Ma wont take care of my dog. Anyway, my old neighbors friends is looking for a dog so sometime in the next week she wants to meet my dog and maybe take her on... It's good and all, especially because I refuse to send my dog to a shelter, but its still upsetting. And mark my words, the day Cleo leaves is the day I lock my ma's cats in a cage and ship em' off. Not only that, it's the day I take all 36 or how ever many bins she has and throw them my Aunt Jenny's way. That being said, I'm not a happy camper and I can't wait for school to start back up.

Saturday, June 03, 2006

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