New title, somewhat new format

Dear friend,
That's how I'll start my entries now, "dear friend." I suppose I've been watching too much of "The Shop Around the Corner," "In the Good Old Summertime," and "You've Got Mail." If too much of that story is possible, I suppose. It seems such a dear and chummy way to begin a letter, I think, and possibly romantic as well.
Speaking of "that" storyline, which I love so much, I think I've finally seen the movie the "crush at first sight" (perhaps he'll simply be "the crush" from now on) told me about one day. He compared it to YGM, one of his quotable movies. Teacher's Pet, starring Doris Day and Clark Gable, is rather like it, only in reverse. Instead of hating each other in everyday life and loving each other over the mail, they hate over the mail and sort of love in real life. It was a cute movie, not mentally challenging in anyway, like most Doris Day films. I enjoyed it mostly for reminding me of "the crush" as I'm rather sure that is the film he referred to, despite his forgetting both the title and stars of the film. He mentioned journalism, similarity to YGM, and commented on how very much innuendo got into such an old movie. Perhaps he didn't watch many old films, the innuendo didn't surprise me at all, the past isn't as chaste and pure as some seem to remember it being.
Well, we shall see how long "dear friend" lasts, shall we?

Pineapple

Great moments of the day:

B plus grade in Big Brain Academy for the Wii.

Good round of Tiger Challenge in the Tiger Woods golf game for Wii.

Discovery of an "Anne of Windy Willows" copy of L. M. Montgomery's book usually title "Anne of Windy Poplars" in a used book store.

Managing to get my parakeet to sit on my finger three times in his finger training.

Unexpected, yet delicious, serving of mashed potatoes (my personal comfort food.)

"One More Round" song preview on the BarlowGirl site. (Best song on the new CD that's out tomorrow)

Being able to see the flashback of Friday's Psych, that I had previously missed.

Mandarin Oranges.

Fox sighting in the yard.

New episode of Spongebob.

Still pro at Wii Sports bowling.

And the best moment of all: Seeing two spotted fawns and the mommy doe in the yard just a few feet away from our kitchen window. *Squee* the cuteness!


This list was in no particular order until the final entry

Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?

I'm at one of those times in life that everyone experiences, I think. I need to make a choice between something that could be perfect for me, or take a chance that something even better might be just around the bend. It's a hard, though somehow nice, place to be. I almost feel as though all the world were before me, but if I make the wrong choice then I'm screwed. Lots of prayer...
I had yet another of those dreams. Not heart breaking, or even sad. It made me curious to write and ask how the "crush at first sight" was doing. In the dream he apparently was engaged, and the "lucky girl" wasn't me. I won't ask anyone how he is, it would be a little too embarassing. I'll just go along, as I had been until this morning, rarely thinking of him, until finally I think of him no more. I do find it odd to dream of him now.
Besides fasting secular music I am also fasting soda and "sweets". I could have given a million dollars for a chocolate chip cookie today. Last weekend I'd have paid that for a Mountain Dew. I'm in the final week, though, and to give up now would be depressing. Winners never quit and quitters never win. Didn't some 80's cartoon tell us that? Or something?
I miss people today, probably because most of my CO friends were in the dream I had. I hope they're all well and happy.

Lather, Rinse, Repeat endlessly

Psych is back of Friday, I don't know if I could be happier about a TV show. I don't know if I anticipate LOST as much as I anticipate Psych. The previews look really funny. Well... that is, they did until I saw them so many times that I can almost say them along with the television. Still, I love Shawn and Gus. I've been watching the reruns this week, at midnight (1 AM bedtime, so fun... unless you want me to be useful before 10:30 AM) and I've just now noticed how Shaw and Juliet look at each other. It's cute. I can't tell if it's supposed to be like that on the show or if it's just because the actors are dating. Either way, I think it's kind of sweet. Just please, don't make them date on the show, that gets annoying. If they did that we'd have to have a storyline about whether or not Shawn will tell Juliet that he's not really psychic. Only Shawn, Gus and Shawn's dad should know that.

Last night's SYTYCD, *SQUEE*!!! Benji and Pasha in the same room, and Pasha dancing a Benji choreo! Love love love! OK, I'll try to stop being a fangirl now. (Why was Benji wearing those horrific glasses? and why didn't anyone other than Cat acknowledge Heidi's existence?)

The Singing Bee vs. Don't Forget the Lyrics: winner (for me, at least) Don't Forget the Lyrics. People kept saying the shows were identical, but thought they're based on the same concept the formats are different. And DFtL is decidedly less annoying. What's with the annoying dancers on TSB? Wayne Brady's a more entertaining and endearing host than Joey Fatone, as well.

I'm going 21 days without secular music. It's a sort of fast, it's driving me nuts. Unless it's on TV (and I won't turn on music videos, despite that loophole) or playing in a store or some such place, all I'm listening to is Christian. Kind of hard, actually, but fasting isn't supposed to be easy.

*squee* inducing

OK, so I saw Ratatouille today and I adored it. What a fab movie! Remy, so cute! Emile, even cuter! Linguini, wanna hug him! The food, want to eat it!
Also, Lifted, the short before it is quite humorous. It was a wonderful lead into the film.
The plot is a little predictable, but it's OK because you get involved with the characters. You know what's going to happen, but you still enjoy watching everyone get there. I can see how some critics think the love story comes out of nowhere, but that's only, I think, because they don't pay attention when we first meet Linguini. It didn't feel tacked on to me. Then again, I'm a slight romantic. I loved the fact that the characters felt like real "people" even if they weren't all human. There were times I wanted to tell Remy, "You look like your dad when your upset."
The atmosphere was amazing. I wanted to hop a flight to Paris.
Now, in describing food, I'll say whether I think Remy would eat it or Emile.
The "acting" for Remy was so good that I didn't notice at times that he'd gone for a good while without actually speaking.
I just adore this movie. It's my favorite Pixar film so far. The way Brad Bird does movies is great. This film's ending isn't fairy tale perfect, though it's far from realistic. Every issue addressed in this film isn't fixed, just like all the problems and issues in life aren't. I think Brad Bird has a way of presenting reality in kid's movies that is true and painfully honest sometimes. For example, in Incredibles, the scene in the cave where the mother tells her kids that the villains aren't playing, they could actually kill them, honest and real. Or again in Incredibles, commenting on how society isn't rewarding people for being special by giving everyone rewards whether they deserve them or not. True, very honest. I like Brad Bird. Go see this movie, NOW! OK, maybe not now, but soon, OK?

In case anybody is wondering who I'm rooting for in So You Think You Can Dance, it's Pasha! Go, Pasha, Go!