Dance in the Moonlight

As a child, one of the things I loved about living in Albuquerque, was having a big grassy lawn.  I loved running around barefoot, playing and wrestling with my dog, occasionally star gazing, and just simply laying there doing nothing.  But one of the things I loved most was when the moon was full or almost full, I would go outside and I would dance around barefoot in the moonlight.  I loved how the moon lit everything up with its white light, I loved the whole new perspective it gave to the world.  It was beautiful.

What Would You Choose?

I recently added a new show to my rather short list of tv shows that I watch:  Grey's Anatomy.  I've never gotten into any kind of medical drama before, I typically prefer crime dramas like Castle, CSI, etc.  Still a rather interesting string of circumstances led to be beginning to watch the show and I quickly became hooked.  That being said I am already about halfway through season 6.  Now the way the shows begin and end typically is with a narration from one of the lead characters, Meredith, foreshadowing the theme of the episode.  This is one of my favorite parts of the show because sometimes those narrations are so insightful and true.  But, naturally, they can't put everything into those few moments, so often times there are other things in the show that catch my attention.  Tonight was no exception.

This Is My Body, Deal With It

Have you ever had those days where you feel like something's changed about yourself?  There's that subtle little difference.  Something that used to really bother you suddenly isn't such a big deal.  That person you couldn't stand suddenly isn't quite as bad as you thought.  Yesterday was my day for that change.  It wasn't big and flashy, it was just a moment of, you know what, who cares!

Let me explain a bit more.  It was pretty simple.  I was making homemade macaroni and cheese and discovered that we were basically out of milk which is a fairly key ingredient to making macaroni and cheese.  At that point I had a choice:  I could run to the store and pick up some milk or I could abandon my cooking endeavors.  For most people it'd be a fairly simple choice to simply run over to the store, grab a gallon of milk and run home.  For me?  Well, not so much.  Here's the thing, I don't go anywhere, and I do mean anywhere, without my hair or makeup done.  So to make a simple five minute run to the store for milk, it typically takes me at least thirty minutes to get ready because I have to get a shower, do my hair and makeup, and find something reasonably attractive to wear.  Yeah, pretty sad and pathetic, but true.

Clean? Yeah, right!

I recently started using this music program called Spotify.  Its pretty cool cause I find pretty much any songs that I want and then organize them into playlists.  Its quite convenient for when I'm working on my computer or just doing something in my room and I want to listen to a specific set of songs.  Over the last couple of days I've been organizing and expanding my collection of songs.  One of those collections is what I call my "edgy" songs, basically songs that have cussing in them, talk about drinking and drugs, etc.  They're not the best songs, but I do like to listen to them on occasion.  As I was looking for one of those songs, I saw that there was a "clean" edition available.  So, I was like, cool, I can still listen to this song I like but without the cussing.

I Still Remember

 Last night I was watching an episode of my favorite tv show, a crime drama called Castle.  During part of it, a suspect in a murder investigation gives the cops his alibi for the time when it was believed that his brother killed his own wife who the suspect had dated in the past.  In giving his alibi, he describes where he was that night in great detail from the name of the waiter to the drink he ordered later at a bar, saying, "When something like that happens, its burned into your brain.  Every detail..."

The Influence of the Media

So I've been sick with some kind of stomach bug the last few days which means that I've spent a lot of time just randomly browsing the internet for anything that might catch my eye.  So most people know that two big events happened recently.  The first was the tragic shooting at the Batman premiere in Aurora, Co. that killed twelve people and left many others injured.  The second was the news that Kristen Stewart, star of the Twilight movies, had an affair with the director of her summer movie Snow White and The Huntsman.  Thinking about, even for just a moment, the first event seems to be the one that would garner the most media attention as it was without a doubt the most shocking and tragic.  Families and friends enjoying a movie together suddenly found themselves in the middle of what surely felt like a horror movie they never wanted to be a part of.  In the end twelve people were dead.  A father taking his kids to the movie, a 27 year old man hanging out with co-workers on his birthday, a soldier on a date night with is girlfriend, and perhaps most tragic of all, a little 12 year old girl having a night out with her mother.  The event rocked our country, causing fear and shock that what felt like a safe place of enjoyment and entertainment could turn deadly in a moment.  People were even more shocked when the shooter was revealed:  a young man with a high IQ, no criminal record, and no past history of violence.  There were numerous articles in various magazines, in the local paper, online.  The news seemed to talk about it constantly as well with new facts seeming to emerge daily.  It continued for about a week or so and then a new story broke and it disappeared.

A Single Shard

Is it weird that one of my all-time favorite books is considered a children's book?  Probably, but to be perfectly honest, I don't care.  A story about a young boy who's greatest wish is to learn how to throw clay and create a pot on his own potter's wheel, the reader is drawn into his world where life is difficult, but also happy and full of opportunity if one is willing to work hard, where perseverance is eventually rewarded, and where a single celadon shard can change someone's destiny.

Believe in Me

More and more lately I’ve felt like I’ve been fighting for my dream alone.  More and more it seems like nobody believes in me, that I can succeed.  I’ll read things about people who talk about how there were always those people who told them, “I believe in you.”  All I get is the “you can accomplish anything you want to but you should have a backup plan if it doesn’t work out.”  Except it always sounds like they’re saying “when it doesn’t work out.”  And with my complete lack of any kind of self-confidence, every day is an exhausting battle of yes, I can do it and forget it, I’ll never be anything.  I sometimes wonder what I could do if even one person did tell me “I believe in you.”  I get that an acting career isn’t easy to get into, especially for someone like me, and I get that people are being practical when they tell me to have a backup plan.  I just need that one person who’ll pretty much say, “Screw them.  You can do it, I know you can.  I believe in you.”

Abandon

For the past couple of years my family has been coming to Silverton, CO for vacation.  It is honestly my favorite place on earth and one of my dreams is to be able to build or buy a house out here.  Its one of our favorite vacation spots and we enjoy hiking, four-wheeling, exploring the town, etc.  About two years ago we decided to tour the old jail which was really neat as it had far more than just the old jail.  At the end of the tour there was a gift shop that you could check out.  We ended up looking around for a bit and me being me, I zeroed in on the books.  The one that really caught my interest was titled Abandon.  Upon picking it up I found that it was fiction which really caught my interest.  The brief summary which revealed a story of a mining town where every one of its inhabitants disappeared on Christmas Day 1893 leaving behind all of their belongings, food on the table, etc. fascinated me especially as it went on to describe the group of people who went up to try unravel what happened on that fateful day in 2009.  As I began reading it I was immediately drawn in.  Naturally just as things started to get really interesting, my parents decided it was time to go and since I didn't have enough money to purchase the book, I had to leave it behind.

Two years later yesterday, I went back to the museum only to discover that they no longer had it and moreover, the lady behind the counter had never even heard of it.  But she was able to direct me to the public library, where the moment I mentioned that I was looking for a book titled Abandon, the librarian knew exactly what book I was looking for and promptly found it for me and gave it to me to read.  Between around 4:30 pm till 10:30 that night, I devoured that book.

Things We Learn From Movies

So I haven't particularly inspired to write recently even though there are a number of things I want to blog about.  Serious lack of motivation.  But I was randomly browsing the internet and saw this and thought it was hilarious because so much of it is true.  So I hope you enjoy this non-serious blog!