So it's is that day that single people hate and married people feel awkward about. Or at least this married person does. I mean once you've been married to someone for, oh I don't know, more then two years you start to feel weird about buying Valentine's day gifts. At least if your a wife buying for your husband. Or maybe it's just my husband. He never wants anything! So if I do get him something it's either a gag gift or a guess. I didn't purchase anything this year mainly because I didn't go anywhere alone last week because of the snow and I had absolutely no idea what to get him anyway. Hopefully he doesn't come home with some super amazing gift that makes me feel really bad for not getting him anything. I plan on making him a delicious steak dinner so I guess that will be my part of the deal.
I don't really understand what the big deal is about V day. I mean when you are dating someone it's kind of hard to get a good v day gift. I mean it all depends on how long you've been with the person and how much they mean to you doesn't it? Like for example, if you've been together for over a year or two a lot of girls would be expecting a ring right? And how annoying is that? I mean there's no pressure or anything! And then you know whatever gift you might get her instead of a ring just wont compare to what she had in her mind. And if your a girl you kinda get the easy way out on v day. Guys don't really expect much on romantic holidays. But even if you've only been dating for a a few weeks or months it makes it hard to decide on a gift because you don't want to shell out the big bucks on someone that may or may not still be around next month. So I propose this, no more gifts on Valentine's day. Just nice dinners, romantic movies or walks, maybe a burnt cd. Ya know something you don't have to put a lot of time or effort into but still shows that you care. I honestly don't care if I get a gift or not, my husband is just awesome enough that he buys me nice things all year round. I mean just this past weekend I got all kinds of cool stuff. So I'm not worried about today at all.
Now when it comes to kids, today is just a great day to sell candy. I mean after Halloween this has got to be the biggest candy day of the year. Christmas they have candy but not as much as Halloween and V day. So we went all out and our kids are getting Lindor Truffles. They love them and if you're going to spend four bucks on a bag of candy why not get the best! I will have to restrain myself from eating them all myself but I think I can do it. :) I know they will enjoy it and I keep hoping there wont be another holiday for a while but guess what? Easter is just around the corner. But hey after that there aren't any kid type holidays until the fourth of July! And that's just fireworks, no candy or presents. Thank goodness for that, if we get any more presents in this house I think the floor will cave in and the house will come crashing down.
Well if you are a big holiday person I hope you get something nice from a loved one today and I hope you give them something equally nice in return. Just remember this, don't expect anything and everything you get will be a wonderful surprise. Those are my words of wisdom for today. ;)
Adventures of a wild young Bohemian.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Monday, February 7, 2011
Books made into movies
The last time I went to the library I picked up two very different books that were both made into movies. The first one was Blood and Chocolate by Annette Curtis Klause. I unfortunately saw the movie before reading the book and thought it was just ok. The movie is about a clan of werewolves that live in Romania after being forced from their homes by the typical villagers with pitchforks and what not. The main female character, Vivian, is a werewolf of course and wants nothing to do with her werewolf brethren. The leader of the pack wants her for his new mate but she wants nothing to do with him. Vivian meets a human man who write comic books about werewolves and finds herself drawn to him because of his fascination with her kind. Unfortunately all sorts of things ensue that threaten to ruin their relationship, including him finding out that werewolves do exist and she is one of them. I wont ruin the end for you but there is a lot of fighting and wolf chases after that.
Now the book is a lot different. The book takes place in America to begin with but the pack does have to keep moving to avoid being discovered. Vivian is in high school in the original tale and meets a human boy who wrote a poem about werewolves. She decides to make him her 'meat boy' and ends up falling in love with him. Unlike the movie, when he finds out what she is he doesn't just get over it. He actually decides to try to kill her. But there is more to the story besides their unrequited love and drama. I enjoyed the book much more then the movie but I do suggest you read the book and see the film just because it's so much fun to whine about the movie not being accurate at all. So yeah, read the book. The only thing I didn't like was the ending. It leaves you wondering what will happen next and as far as I know there isn't a sequel to the first novel.
The other book I got was Julie and Julia. I love the movie, although I can't quite seem to get the idea of Julia Child having a sex life out of my head. That just grosses me out. All those years of watching her cook and hearing that voice just pretty much convinced me that she couldn't possibly be a sexual person. But enough of that...starting to get nauseous again. So I am going to assume that most of you have seen or at least heard of the movie. So I wont describe it too much here. But I have to say if you love the movie and don't mind some foul language you will LOVE the book. The book is so much more funny and it more about Julie then Julia. Not that I don't want to know about Julia Child but Julie Powell is so much more interesting to me. She is hilarious and deals with a lot of the issues that a lot of us around the age of thirty deal with. Other then the cooking, her way of describing just every day events is hilarious. I cannot begin to describe how much I am enjoying this book. I say enjoying because I haven't even finished it yet but I couldn't wait to tell everyone how wonderful it is. She has written another book called Cleaving that I cannot wait to read next. I will probably have to buy it since the library doesn't have it in stock. But as soon as I get my hands on it I will be sure to let you all know how it is.
A wonderful side effect of reading Julie Powell's book is the urge to want to try some of the recipes she describes in the book. Not all of them, aspics do not sound like anything that any human should be forced to eat. And eggs poached in wine just doesn't sound at all appealing to me. Just imagining a purple poached egg kind of makes me want to vomit. But the soups and roasted meats sound wonderful. I did pick up a copy of Mastering the Art of French Cooking at the library also and have picked out a few recipes that I would like to try. I am planning a trip to the vintage book store in Russellville to see if she happens to have any copies for a relatively cheap price. That way I don't have to worry about accidentally dripping something on the library book. But yes, I do want to try several of the recipes in the book and I think it's an excellent book to have laying around in case you need to come up with a special dinner and you don't want to make the usual pot roast or pasta dish. They are things you've always heard of but never tried to make yourself. But the main piece of advice I offer if you are going to try any of these recipes, stock up on wine and butter. You're going to need them.
Now the book is a lot different. The book takes place in America to begin with but the pack does have to keep moving to avoid being discovered. Vivian is in high school in the original tale and meets a human boy who wrote a poem about werewolves. She decides to make him her 'meat boy' and ends up falling in love with him. Unlike the movie, when he finds out what she is he doesn't just get over it. He actually decides to try to kill her. But there is more to the story besides their unrequited love and drama. I enjoyed the book much more then the movie but I do suggest you read the book and see the film just because it's so much fun to whine about the movie not being accurate at all. So yeah, read the book. The only thing I didn't like was the ending. It leaves you wondering what will happen next and as far as I know there isn't a sequel to the first novel.
The other book I got was Julie and Julia. I love the movie, although I can't quite seem to get the idea of Julia Child having a sex life out of my head. That just grosses me out. All those years of watching her cook and hearing that voice just pretty much convinced me that she couldn't possibly be a sexual person. But enough of that...starting to get nauseous again. So I am going to assume that most of you have seen or at least heard of the movie. So I wont describe it too much here. But I have to say if you love the movie and don't mind some foul language you will LOVE the book. The book is so much more funny and it more about Julie then Julia. Not that I don't want to know about Julia Child but Julie Powell is so much more interesting to me. She is hilarious and deals with a lot of the issues that a lot of us around the age of thirty deal with. Other then the cooking, her way of describing just every day events is hilarious. I cannot begin to describe how much I am enjoying this book. I say enjoying because I haven't even finished it yet but I couldn't wait to tell everyone how wonderful it is. She has written another book called Cleaving that I cannot wait to read next. I will probably have to buy it since the library doesn't have it in stock. But as soon as I get my hands on it I will be sure to let you all know how it is.
A wonderful side effect of reading Julie Powell's book is the urge to want to try some of the recipes she describes in the book. Not all of them, aspics do not sound like anything that any human should be forced to eat. And eggs poached in wine just doesn't sound at all appealing to me. Just imagining a purple poached egg kind of makes me want to vomit. But the soups and roasted meats sound wonderful. I did pick up a copy of Mastering the Art of French Cooking at the library also and have picked out a few recipes that I would like to try. I am planning a trip to the vintage book store in Russellville to see if she happens to have any copies for a relatively cheap price. That way I don't have to worry about accidentally dripping something on the library book. But yes, I do want to try several of the recipes in the book and I think it's an excellent book to have laying around in case you need to come up with a special dinner and you don't want to make the usual pot roast or pasta dish. They are things you've always heard of but never tried to make yourself. But the main piece of advice I offer if you are going to try any of these recipes, stock up on wine and butter. You're going to need them.
Friday, February 4, 2011
Carson's 4th Birthday
So Sunday is Carson's fourth birthday. I don't know how to feel about that. He is getting so big and doing so many things on his own now that I am starting to wonder what life will be like when both of my kids are mostly independent of me. I know a lot of people want their kids to stay small forever because having older kids makes them feel old themselves, but I'm not one of those people. I enjoy having conversations with my kids and I look forward to being able to share everything with them. Right now they are both too young for so many things it makes it difficult to really introduce them to much. I do want them to enjoy their childhoods but I also can't wait for them to begin to join the grown up table so to speak.
When I was in high school I remember wishing out loud that it was over, the whole high school experience was not my favorite thing. But my mom would always tell me, "Don't wish your life away." I never thought of it as wishing my life away, it was more wishing my life would start. I hated being old enough to work, to drive, to pay taxes...but not old enough to experience the "real world". I hated not being able to come and go as I pleased, still having to answering to mom and dad. I just wanted to get out, do my own thing and experience a lot on my own. I ended up experiencing teen motherhood but hey, it was an experience right? I don't regret it at all, it made me the person I am today and I think that is a good thing. I am a well adjusted person with an awesome husband and two beautiful children. I do have a college degree even if it doesn't get used. But I think my life turned out pretty well.
Now, back to the topic at hand. Carson is only going to be 4. Isn't that just weird when you think about it? A little person that has only been alive for four years. Sure it seems like a really long time when you think about staying up nights changing diapers and cleaning up vomit but in the grand scheme of things that really isn't long at all. When you think of all the things they learn in those first four years it will literally blow your mind. They learn to roll over, crawl, walk, talk, eat, drink, use the toilet, letter and number recognition and so much more. It's amazing what such a little person will retain from those first four years. I know when he grows up he wont be thinking about it at all but it is truly amazing what these little people can do. Just like Libby, he will go on to school and then have a million new experiences that will shape him into the man he will become. I just hope both of my children have experiences, good or bad, but their own experiences. I don't want to tell them they can't follow a certain crowd or that they have to dress a certain way. I want them to make that decision. I never understood parents who didn't let their kids decide who they wanted to be. My parents just wanted to get me through school. That was achievement enough for them. I can honestly say I don't care either way if my kids go to college. I don't think everyone is meant for it. But I do want them to do whatever makes them happy.
So I guess instead of thinking of the past four years of Carson's life I will sit here and continue to wonder what his next four years will bring and so on after that. Whenever I find a spare moment and find my mind wandering I wonder about them, how they will turn out and will they be happy adults. I hope so, truly I do. As long as they are happy with whatever they are doing, whoever they are with and wherever they are, then I will be happy for them.
When I was in high school I remember wishing out loud that it was over, the whole high school experience was not my favorite thing. But my mom would always tell me, "Don't wish your life away." I never thought of it as wishing my life away, it was more wishing my life would start. I hated being old enough to work, to drive, to pay taxes...but not old enough to experience the "real world". I hated not being able to come and go as I pleased, still having to answering to mom and dad. I just wanted to get out, do my own thing and experience a lot on my own. I ended up experiencing teen motherhood but hey, it was an experience right? I don't regret it at all, it made me the person I am today and I think that is a good thing. I am a well adjusted person with an awesome husband and two beautiful children. I do have a college degree even if it doesn't get used. But I think my life turned out pretty well.
Now, back to the topic at hand. Carson is only going to be 4. Isn't that just weird when you think about it? A little person that has only been alive for four years. Sure it seems like a really long time when you think about staying up nights changing diapers and cleaning up vomit but in the grand scheme of things that really isn't long at all. When you think of all the things they learn in those first four years it will literally blow your mind. They learn to roll over, crawl, walk, talk, eat, drink, use the toilet, letter and number recognition and so much more. It's amazing what such a little person will retain from those first four years. I know when he grows up he wont be thinking about it at all but it is truly amazing what these little people can do. Just like Libby, he will go on to school and then have a million new experiences that will shape him into the man he will become. I just hope both of my children have experiences, good or bad, but their own experiences. I don't want to tell them they can't follow a certain crowd or that they have to dress a certain way. I want them to make that decision. I never understood parents who didn't let their kids decide who they wanted to be. My parents just wanted to get me through school. That was achievement enough for them. I can honestly say I don't care either way if my kids go to college. I don't think everyone is meant for it. But I do want them to do whatever makes them happy.
So I guess instead of thinking of the past four years of Carson's life I will sit here and continue to wonder what his next four years will bring and so on after that. Whenever I find a spare moment and find my mind wandering I wonder about them, how they will turn out and will they be happy adults. I hope so, truly I do. As long as they are happy with whatever they are doing, whoever they are with and wherever they are, then I will be happy for them.
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