becomingkate

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There is a sweet little movie called A Child's Christmas in Wales. It's based on the Dylan Thomas book (poem? I seem to remember it being an actual story but I haven't read it in a long time) and it was originally on PBS or something when I was a kid, so for years we had this crappy, staticky VHS recorded version that we watched every year.

When I grew up and moved out I found a DVD copy, I can't remember if it was widely released or I found it after the fact on ebay but anyway, I found it and I watch it every year. I tried to start the tradition with my son a couple years ago but since he was only 3 he wasn't very interested. Last year he was more interested and finally this year he brought it up all by himself.

I cry every time I watch it, just because it's so well done and quaint.

I do like the Christmas Carol story and my son likes the Disney versions (Jim Carrey, and the Mickey one). We also watched the Polar Express movie for the first time this year and that was pretty good. Also, The Snowman (although that one makes me cry, too).

As you can see I like Christmas movies a lot. But not A Christmas Story, I hate that movie with a passion.

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Ahahaha It has to be Jimmy Dougan, because A League of Their Own is one of my favorite movies.  Even though it isn't really a great movie, my judgement of it is clouded because it came out at a sort of defining moment in my teenage life.  I had just found out that one of my classmates had been hit by a car and killed.  That night, my dad took me to see the movie.


Soo the movie is memorable to me because of that.  I suppose it does stand on its own, it has some very touching moments, and very funny moments.  But it'll always help define that memory for me.

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Well technically I did.  My husband and I met online when I was in Massachusetts and he was in Tennessee.. He was originally from MA though and was planning on coming back.  He was in TN because he had run away from home to be with a girl he'd met online.  It was serious for a while, but they eventually broke up and he met me around that time.  He came back up to MA and came with me to Maryland when I went back for my second year of college.

College didn't work out so we moved back to the area of MA that he is from, that I had never been to before I met him and didn't particularly like.  From there we moved back to TN (his idea), and back to MA when I decided I wanted to try culinary school in RI.  A couple years after that, we bought a house a minute or two from his parents' house. 

We've had our ups and downs but we have sacrificed a lot for each other and would continue to do so.  I'm not living in my ideal town (I'd like to be closer to my parents, in a more cultured area) but it's not bad. 

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I kept a lot of my old stuffed animals and I have my original Samantha doll from the American Girl collection.  My son has most of my old stuffed animals in his room now.  I kept a pig my first "boyfriend" from when I was a tween made for me in Home Ec class.  I have a stuffed bear my late grandmother bought for me at a shop in NYC, and a stuffed dog my parents gave to me after one of my surgeries as a child.  Those are my top 4 dolls/stuffed animals.

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When I was going through a very difficult time during my first year of college, she wrote me a letter (Yes! e mail existed but she sent me letters and called much more often than sending email) and shared with me that her favorite quote is "To thine own self be true."  I have really taken that to heart and tried to live my life with that quote in mind.  I realized that I can be many things at once and that just because one side of me seems to contradict another, I shouldn't try to squash any aspect of myself.
I can be creepy, sensitive, feminine, tomboyish, a mother, a wife, a daughter, a woman, a good cook and still a fast food junkie, and the list goes on.

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Spring!  Before it gets too hot.  Like Early May.  Our springs seem way too short here, only a blink of an eye between just a little too cold and sweltering hot.

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Open, bright, warm, pretty, comforting, welcoming, country/beach, safe, home.

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Yes, because some kids don''t get the right info at home (if any)
I think if the teachers are educated well and do it right, it can be great.  And it opens the door for parents to start talking about it, if they're not already.

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Well since "down" is sort of a constant feeling for me these days (thanks, winter blues) I can't really drown them in food without feeling worse about it!  Before I started eating better, I'd eat chips and nacho cheese, actually anything covered in cheese, lots of pasta, did I mention cheese?  Now that I'm more concious about what I eat, I don't eat when I'm down.  I eat when I'm drunk.  Baby steps, right?

One of my favorite things is ranch dressing, and when you're drunk, ranch tastes good on anything.  I start with celery, to feel good about myself, and move on to pretzels dipped in it, and then maybe some Boar's Head Ovengold turkey.  Mmm.

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I read a lot of series.  Little House on the Prairie, all the Wizard of Oz books, Anne of Green Gables and the ones that followed, The Babysitters Club and Sweet Valley High.
How could I forget Pippi and Ramona?