Sometimes I can't think of anything to write about. So I'm just going to ramble. Here is what's in my head on this day (October 9, 2012):
Every single morning I am seriously distraught about what to wear. Jeffrey doesn't quite understand it, but my day is somehow always worse if I don't like what I'm wearing. Is this vain? I don't know. It isn't that I need to look like I just walked off the runway, but I like to be comfortable and feel good about myself. This translates to me (seriously) stressing about my outfit.
In my Spanish class the other day we were talking about some grammatical concept that I still don't understand and I told my classmate (simply put) that Cary Grant is the best (note: I said this in Spanish). She responded with, "Cary Grant...who is she?"
She.
Whaaat? No. He. Cary Grant is a he. How do you not know who Cary Grant is?
Sadly, this isn't the first time this has happened. Most have never heard of James Dean or Gregory Peck either. Just so everyone knows, my children will be very well versed on all of the above (and then some...see: Audrey Hepburn, Gene Kelly).
Speaking of Cary Grant...Have you ever seen Sleepless in Seattle? If you've read my blog at all, you know I'm a big fan. There is one scene where Rita Wilson is telling Tom Hanks (and whoever plays her husband in the movie) the story of An Affair to Remember. As she's telling it, she starts crying. Actually it is more like full on weeping. The whole scene is just pure greatness (And if you haven't seen it you need to watch it immediately). Because of this little scene one hard day (last year sometime, I think) my mom and I decided to watch An Affair to Remember. And I don't know if it is a girl thing (like they claim it to be in Sleepless in Seattle) or if we were just highly hormonal, but all of a sudden, towards the end of the movie: there we sat. Crying our eyes out. Real, actual tears streaming down our faces. We then looked at each other and started laughing out loud. Hard. We were actually laugh-crying. It was one of my favorite moments ever.
Please watch this movie for me. Keep a box of tissues close by. And don't forget to enjoy Cary's charm--everything about him screams charm, does it not?
