Posts from the ‘Things That Make Me Happy’ Category

Feel Good Friday

A little twist for the Feel Good Friday….

Things that make me feel good this Friday:

In no particular order….

1.  Insanely cold weather like we have right now.

2. Any movie that has Walter Matthau in it. (Watching The Fortune Cookie as I type on DVR)

3.  Some amazing family members, both near and far.

4. My Purple Ipod and the Ihome speaker thingy.

5.  Talking to the guy that doubled with me and Patrick to the Prom in ’87 and him telling me of this very evening, going out on a first date with a girl we went to school with that he had a crush on then and she never knew. 

6. Singing with the two Tara’s, Jennifer, Scott and Ron.

7.  Pictures like this that remind me of what a great childhood I had:

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That’s me, Terri Leigh, the Sister and Trish.  How great would it be to be that carefree again?

And Emmylou singing songs like this…

First Post of 2009

Nothing too heavy this first morning of 2009…random randmoness for ya:

Job hunt update…I did have a phone interview yesterday. Phone interviews are awkward. They just are. I hope I didn’t sound like a dork.

I had Korean food yesterday at Yong’s in Hendersonville.  I’m not the expert on Korean cuisine but my friend Tara is.  She is a Hawaii native and lived in Los Angaleeez for many years.  You can get lots of Korean there. 

 When she moved here, she happened to find Yong’s on Walton Ferry Rd. in Hendersonville.  She took me there about a year ago and dadgum…good stuff.  She makes the food fresh right there on a stove.  Ride out there and get you some.

Me and Cherry were supposed to go do something last night but dang if that Cherry got sickly. Probably a good thing though cause like my mother is so fond of saying…”Lotta drunks out on New Year’s Eve”.  Heh.

Me and Cherry spent the better part of New Year’s Eve looking on the Tennessean website at State employees salaries. As a former State employee, it’s kinda mindblowing and upsetting that anybody can look and see what anybody that works for the State makes. Why is it then, Cherry and I couldn’t tear ourselves away from it? Kinda like when I discovered that you can look up property values and see what your friends paid for their houses.

For somebody as nosy as me, junk like that is like porn.

I’m waching Leave It To Beaver this New Year’s morning.  I’m cracking up at Wally and The Beav.  Beaver introduces his brother to Miss Landers and says “May I present my brother, Wally.  He’s a sophomore in high school and he took a bath and stuff.” 

Larry, Gilbert and Whitey climb up in a tree to watch Beaver and Miss Landers while she’s having dinner at the Cleaver home .  Larry says “Look!  She has toes!”  Whitey says “Where?”  Larry says “Coming out of her shoes!  I’ve never seen a teacher eat before.”   

Beaver’s friend Gilbert reminds me of my longtime friend Dean Smith when he was a little boy.  (Dean’s Daddy is that hunka hunka Carl Smith and his mama was that hottie Goldie Hill). 

The resemblance between my friend and Beaver’s friend caused me to Google Gilbert and I found this interesting article that Stephen Talbot (who played Dean’s look alike) wrote for Salon.com.  Go read it. 

And we all thought Gilbert was just second banana to the Beav.  Who knew he came THIS close to being tried for espionage?  That he spent his life trying to hide his television identity and has now come to embrace that part of his life. (What I like to call “The Goober Syndrome.”)  AND to my absolute TV Geekette delight, Gilbert produces one of my favorite shows on PBS,  Frontline.  (I dvr this regularly cause it comes on in the middle of the night, usually)Hard to comprehend that like the article says, Wally and Beaver are American Icons, yet, don’t have much of any sort of cut from Beaver.  Something about that is very wrong.

I lurve the internets!

The Night Before The Night Before Christmas…

I don’t know what I was thinking this evening when I had this thought:

“I think I’ll just run into Wal Mart.”

It was when I walked into the Rivergate Wal Mart on Christmas Eve Eve that I was reminded of a couple things:

I really have been a little “detached” from Christmas shopping this year. I’ve done some but not like I’ve done in years past.  That’s one of the pluses about the kids being older.  Teens have more expensive wishes, but, as a rule, it requires much less “put-togetherness”. 

Had I not been so detached from the Shoppingpalooza, I would have thought better than to go into Wal Mart at 7:00 on the 23rd of December.  Baaaaad choice.

The Rivergate Wal Mart IS the Armpit and Groin Lent of Nashville-Never in my life have I smelt as strong an odor of cigarette smoke and seen more women in DIRE need of root touchups, poor grammar, baggy britches….it’s good in ‘da hood, boys and girls.

This whole holiday season has been a plethora of visiting with old friends.  I got to visit a little bit today with my good friend from 3rd and 4th grade, Kelly and loved seeing her and her kids. 009

Look at her beautiful, blue eyes, y’all.  I had forgotten how blue her eyes were.   (Note to self…scan photos of Dance Recital in 1978 in which Kelly and I both wore heinous costumes to give readers a REALLY good belly laugh)

Kelly gave me this Woodstock Christmas ornament in 1979 and it has hung on my Christmas tree every year since.  It’s made of some sort of ceramic and I’m really surprised it hasn’t broken in all these years.  One of my favorite ornaments. 

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Stuff like getting to visit with Kelly today are the things I love most about Christmas.  Forget the standing in line at Wal Mart and busting your bank account….for me, besides the whole Jesus’ Birthday thing, it’s about getting to visit with the Kelly’s in our lives and remembering.

I went out to Cool Springs tonight for a gathering of people who went to Brentwood and Franklin High Schools (thank you for organizing, Paige!) courtesy of Facebook. 

I ran into a kid I have not seen since probably 6th grade. 

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 Donald and I were in Elementary school together all the way through, but, I remember him being in my  5th grade class, especially.   I told him that one of my most warmest, fuzziest memories of childhood, (back when life was good, before the dreaded Puberty Monster hit, before cancer, car accidents came and I got hip to realities of life ) was at Christmas that year, our entire class went to Donald’s house and then went caroling. 

 Donald’s mom was one of these just fabulous, June Cleaver kinda moms, and that evening is one of those things I’ve always remembered and often wished I could escape back into.  He had no recollection of the event at all, but,  I told him to be sure and tell his Mama I’ve always remembered being in her home at Christmastime. 

THAT is the kinda feeling I’ve always tried to create at Christmas with my own family.  Just like what was in my home, especially those last few days before Christmas.   Warm, fuzzy, magical…the lights all seem to have a different glow. 

I’m praying that my kids, even though this Christmas has found our lives rearranged and different…I hope there is still some of that element for them.

FGF-The Man Who Came To Dinner

The Feel Good Friday offering this week is from the movie that started my obsession with old movies.

Remember it like it was yesterday…I was 13 and it was one of the first times my parents left me at home by myself at night and I found The Man Who Came To Dinner on tv and laughed my hiney off at it. I looked and looked for it for years on video. Would scan the tv schedules looking for it, I’m talking for years…never found it and didn’t see it again til about 1995 when TNT aired it. (I always knew Ted Turner was good for something). It’s available on dvd now though. YEA!

The story goes that the Warner Bros. people were a little not sure about putting this movie out with Monte Wooley in the lead rold because although he had originated the role of Sheridan Whiteside on Broadway, he wasn’t enough of a “known” name to carry the film.  Bette Davis has a secondary role as his secretary but Wooley was unbelievable and carries the movie just fine.  Lotsa fun this movie…love it.

You can’t beat Jimmy Durante at the piano, although one might would want to give him some Ritalin after a little bit. Fabulous.

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My newest favorite Christmas movie is Christmas in Connecticut.  It’s on OnDemand now.  Watch it.  It’s mucho fun and the chemistry betwixt Barbara Stanwyck and Dennis Morgan was such that it makes ya wonder if they were barbara

doing something when the cameras weren’t on.  Plus, you get to hear Dennis Morgan sing.   I love, love, love those old timey, Irish-tenor-ish types.

I’m Singing…And I’m In My House…By Myself…and I’m SIIIIING-ING!

The best way to spread Christmas cheer…is singing loud for all to hear….

Since my neighbors seem to think I want to hear everything they do (from being woken yesterday morning to the sounds of them bathing their little children to last nights um….”Mommy and Daddy time”.  I can even hear them hanging clothes in the closet AND they take up three parking spaces!) I am going to sing very loudly today and I will sing this, with emphasis on the “Alleluias” and see if that don’t drive them crazy.

The piano player looks like the Freaky Weasel, doesn’t he?  Cept the FW is a little..um….fitter.

My favorite version is still Emmylou (with help from Linda, Dolly and Neil Young) and the album of the same name is STILL one of my emmylouharrislightofthestable1

favorite albums of all time, in any style of music, any season.  If it’s not in your collection, it would behoove you to get it.

I do love me some Selah singing too though.

Visits With St. Nick and Other Holiday Greetings

I’m still trying to pump up the Christmas volume and not dwell on the fact that I’m :cough: unemployed :cough: and counting my blessings instead of sheep.  So far, it’s working.

I’ve been digging in old Christmas photos today…

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This one is from 1994.  Tara was not happy about being there.

Tyler had a bit of an aversion to actually sitting on Santa’s lap that continued for a number of years.

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He was ok with talking with him, but, ixnay on the ap-lay itting-say.

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This particular year, the Children’s Father said Tyler looked like one of “Jerry’s Kids” sitting in the stroller there talking to Santa. 

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These Santa pictures were 1995 and 1996.  As you can see, Tara STILL had not gotten ok about sitting on Santa’s lap.  She also has on her “Gullah Gullah Island” shoes in the one.  The Manchild finally sat on Santa’s lap, but, there was some trepidation. There wasn’t even such a thing as #2 yet.  I can’t remember what it’s like to have two kids…or one for that matter.

 

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By 1998, #2 had shown up on the scene.  The Manchild was missing teeth.  (Gosh. but my firstborn was/is a handsome kid)

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By ’02 or ’03, the Smiff Kids were getting ok with the whole Santa deal, although #2 was still not quite sure about it.

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The inevitable day came, however, when there was only one Smiff Kid that wanted to go see Santa. I’m begging trying to get the Teenagers to go and do one more with all three of them with Santa.  So far, it’s been met with a “Um…Mom?  Are you….serious?”

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The 2008 Christmas card….