finally! something new!

I've been searching and searching for something new to read. My good friend, and fellow reading fanatic turned me on to the Sookie Stackhouse novels. They're also being made into film -- isn't that handy?? They're the inspiration behind HBO's True Blood series.

I just watched Sean Penn's Into the Wild (another book I've been wanting to read). What an outstanding film. I worry in these biographical films if directors, writers... the whole film machine is taking too much license in their attempt at artistic license. This disrespects the actual life it documents. In that sense, I guess it would be then called a documentary... not so much FILM. But in this case, I believe, the director tried to stick so closely to the story. It turned out beautifully and was moving. Poignant. It's left me feeling melancholy, sure, but shouldn't it? This film got me introspective too, to the point where I felt like I needed to reread old journals and tie them together, find a theme, write something more comprehensive and with continuity and flow. I also felt like I should be documenting again in a journal. Then again, I AM scrapbooking -- the optimist's journal. Soooo pretty. Okay, off to bed.

Calling all "Twilight" readers!

Here's my dilemma: I've read the four books. I've even gone online and read Stephenie Meyer's "Midnight Sun" excerpt (is it really an excerpt?).

NOW WHAT?

I've got nothing left but depression. This hole where a fictitious vampire and his fictitious 17-year old love of his life have occupied for the last few weeks. It would be better if that were it. I could go on. But nooooooo! Now I've got the media frenzy over a killer gorgeous actor playing lead in what will undoubtedly be this year's hottest movie. Oy vey! Check out some of the hype from the author herself: http://stepheniemeyer.com/

For those of you who understand my pain, search no more. There's an online "support group" (insert muffled laughter here) at http://twilightmoms.com/ where you can find others who share this sad, sad, sad disease... tsk, tsk. Darn you Stephenie Meyer -- why'd you have to be so good?!

SAVE THE DRAMA FOR YOUR MAMA!

Can I just say that I am waaaaay tired of the kid drama?
There's too much emotion, hormonal anxiety, gossip, drama, drama, DRAMA!!! I am the mediator, the negotiator, the conflict resolution instructor, the Christian witness example to follow, etc., etc., and the tired mother this summer! I am growing more and more bleary-eyed of the line between child conflict and parent conflict. When I was a child, I sure don't remember my parents or any of our parents getting involved in any of our conflicts. Nowadays, it seems all neighbors have opinions. It seems a matter of neighborhood diplomacy to maintain peaceful relations by keeping the peace between our children. Crazy!

Intermission into summertime...

Is it too early too feel nostalgic? I went to see "Mama Mia" with a friend the other day -- and that part in the movie where they sing "Slipping Through my Fingers" got me all teary-eyed about my own girls. They grow up so fast. I'm holding on to everything. My son is going through the terrible three's -- they're worse than the two's (waaaay worse), but I'm even embracing the naughtiness of his behavior at this age!! Can you believe what the guilt will do to a mom? Unbelievable!