Guess Who's Coming to her 30s

So the title is slightly misleading (I like to think that it is very misleading), but today I decided to tackle part of my 30 before 30 list.  I have about two years to complete the items on my list (I know.  You are thinking that I can't possibly be that old--and I agree!)

One of the items on my list is to watch the entire AFI top 100 films list.  The problem is that the list was updated in 2007, and I could not decide which list to choose, so I have decided to include movies that have made either or both lists.  So this evening, I cooked up a gigantic plate of mashed potatoes (yes, you read that right), and I propped my pillows for an evening in with AFI.

The first item on the list was, as per my title, Guess Who's Coming to Dinner.  If you have seen Guess Who starring Ashton Kutcher and Bernie Mac, you would understand that the term loose remake really means "lets try to imitate a masterpiece that was relevant for a specific moment in time, knowing that it can only be a failure."  While the idea of interracial marriages may still be an issue for some, Guess Who's Coming to Dinner was made in the early 60s when it was considered intolerable to many.  Sidney Poitier is amazing in the film, and through the art of fiction, Guess Who's Coming to Dinner took an important issue and made it relevant to many.

So if you haven't seen the film already, I suggest you cook up your own plate of mashed goodness and press play.

Shrek and Fiona, Here I Come!

I am SWAMPED!  I have an abundance of things to do and no time to do them in.  Perhaps you are thinking that I should, therefore, not be wasting my time on my blog, but I am using this post as a tool to focus my writing, so that I can get to my task at hand.

Very recently, I have decided to graduate a year early, and this fabulous idea that I had has created absolute havoc in my normally highly-organized way of life.  I banked on the notion that I had at least a year to organize myself for the future, but I have taken a leap of faith that is kicking my ass.  Deadlines to submit applications to publishing companies are fast approaching, and I don't even have a game plan.  

So much to do, and yet I am constantly finding myself doing other things such as baking cookies and cleaning out my closet (I have bags upon bags of clothing that I am getting rid of FYI if anyone is in need of some new wardrobe items.) I am determined that this weekend will be the weekend that I sit at my table and do nothing but focus on the future.  This was my plan for the past two weekends, so I assume that third time's the charm, and I will actually get something accomplished.  Wish me luck!

Pretty sure I saw the cutest thing ever this past weekend at the Jays game.  What I assume to be a father/son combo were sitting right in front of me, and they managed to melt my heart (as most of you know, that is not that hard to do).  The guy was teaching the little guy all about baseball, right down to how to properly wear a rally cap.  As I watched the little one wrap his tiny arms around his dad's neck, I told my mom that I needed to have enough children to field an entire ball team.  My mom, being my mom, said, "Well of course you do!"  I would now like to thank my mom for being the reason that I have always had the world's most unrealistic dreams.  Come on mom.  Jon and Kate plus 8 don't even have enough for an entire team and look how they turned out.

Moral of the story is that I am still a dreamer because I still anticipate Andy Pettitte divorcing his wife and marrying me. (Although I am sure that she is a rockin' lady, and they are very happy together)

Planes, Trains, and Automobiles (minus the trains)

I have gone and done it again.  Left my poor blog unattended.  I suppose this means that I should never have children... or a pet... or probably even a plant.

This summer has been an eventful one.  Almost every other week, I have had wonderful visitors from the Niagara area, played lots of softball, and worked my little rump off.  That being said, I am absolutely drained.

After a long hiatus from good ol' Niagara Falls, I decided to come home for a week of rest(I am headed back to Hali today).  As I have mentioned before, I believe that I have changed a fair deal since my last trip home, but a few old habits always creep back as soon as my plane hits ground.  Spent quite a bit of time though with some people that have only come back into my life recently, and I couldn't be more thankful. Sometimes you do not realize that you are in a rut until someone helps pull you out of one.  This one person in particular has truly inspired me to be a better version of myself.  I can only hope to live up to the idea of the person that he thinks I am--Boy is crazy!
Over the past few months, I have had quite a few setbacks in my writing.  I have been lazy, ignorant, and uninspired.  After having finally gathered myself together, I feel ready to take on the world (yes I am aware of the lameness of this statement).  So I guess the whole point of this semi-rant is to remind you not to close any doors.  Making drastic changes like moving halfway across the country can be a good thing, but accepting your past and allowing parts of it to affect your future can be just as rewarding.  I let someone walk back into my life, and my perspective on life has changed at a drop of a hat.

As most of you know, I am all about saving the chedda.  I do not extreme coupon or anything crazy, but I do know how to save where it counts.

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Had some friends come to visit this past week, and I realized that I have evolved immensely over the past two years.  I have made a lot of realizations in the past few years, and I have discovered who I am and what I need to live my life.  Gone are the days where I live my life to please other people.  While I would still do almost anything to help a friend or family member, I have learned that sometimes I need to put myself first.
I thoroughly enjoyed having the girls come stay, and I still consider them great friends, but I realized that we no longer share much in common.  Some may say that it is sad to see people grow apart, but I think that growing apart is not necessarily a bad thing.  We all still care about one another, but we realized that we need to live our separate lives.

I have clearly been slacking on my blog posts.  Hopefully this does not become a pattern similar to my former blog (aka the one that has not been touched in almost a year and a half).

I have been thinking a lot lately about what constitutes a satisfying life.  I have been listening to people talk about their jobs and their futures, and I can't help but think that it is a little depressing.  Perhaps I am a little naive and ignorant, but I have no desire to plan for the future.  Obviously I do make some plans, but I prefer to live in the moment.  I watch all of these people go to their 9-5 jobs, come home exhausted, and long for the weekend.  Is financial security so crucial to these people that, for the majority of their lives, they want to be cramped up in an office or cubical?  I love my life.  I currently work a job that demands nothing of me other than to interact with other people.  I work shift work, and I can enjoy a sunny Tuesday morning when the rest of the world is stuck behind closed doors.  Not to say that these people are miserable or that they do not enjoy what they do for a living, but why are we all taught to strive for that sort of lifestyle?  I like to live in the now.  I may not be around twenty years from now, so I have no intention of wasting my life preparing for the unpredictable future.  People always are talking about what they wish they could do, but most people do not do what it is they desire.  Instead, most people strive for what is socially acceptable of a person in their circumstances.  So I want to offer a little piece of advice to you.  Take the time now to do at least one of the things that is on your bucket list.  Don't wait for tomorrow or the day after.  Try living in the moment.  It can be scary and unpredictable, but you will have made the most of your time.