Rare Books & Fishing Tackle: 01.2010

Moon River

Does anyone else wish they had Audrey Hepburn's class?

I'd love it. { Except maybe with a bit more Earth Child in it. }

"Moon River" is one of my most favorite songs, and I don't even know why. Every time I hear it, it makes me happy and sad at the same time. It doesn't even matter who sings it; I have so many versions of the song, I think I could make a CD (maybe I will).

Le sigh.

"Somewhere Over the Rainbow" is another one of my most favorite songs, although I absolutely detest "The Wizard of Oz."

The best version is this one.

Do you have any songs like that?

{how to have a lovely weekend}

{ buy a new hat (or two) }

{ go to a lovely concert with your lovely friend, Rachael, and her

lovely new super-short haircut }

{ take pictures that don't turn out very well... }

{ the next day, eat a broiled grapefruit with butter and brown sugar on top

(and take blurry pictures of it) }

{ become very intrigued by how celery looks like a flower

if you cut the bottom off }

{ enjoy a quiet weekend with your husband }

{ finally get to see your parents again after being sick for a couple weeks and

not being able to go over for Sunday dinners }

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The Jon Schimdt concert was absolutely amazing. If you've never been able to see him live, you are truly missing out. I think every now and then we need to be in the presence of something great; we need to feel inspired, and feel joy in humanity. We become too jaded by life and the sad, awful things that go on in the world, and don't allow ourselves time to revel in the simple joy of being alive.

That's the whole point, isn't it? We're alive. We're here to live, not just survive (although surviving is somehow the only way we can move on to living), not just to plod through and groan at the alarm clock when it wakes us up again.

This week, I'm working on enjoying the little things, and taking an extra moment to appreciate what I have.

I was cuddled up to Ty last night on the couch while he played Mass Effect 2 (AWESOME, by the way), and looked around.

I have a great life. I have a man who loves me, I have somewhere warm to live and sleep, I have the most loving family (our own little Sacketts!). I have fresh food, and some to spare. I have more books, clothes, and shoes than a person probably needs to survive (but it's not about surviving, remember?). I have friends, and a job, and a good car. I love, and am loved.

{ Life is lovely, blissful, and wonderful }

aguacate

When I was little, I thought my mother was crazy.

Not talking to people in her head, painting the walls bright pink and orange, crazy; but still.

You see, she told me that sometimes when she was younger, she would eat an avocado for lunch.

An avocado!

I like guacamole. But to eat just the avocado? Was she serious?

When we were in California, Ty took me to the most amazing sushi place, Kawa Sushi. At said amazing sushi place, there is the Bruce Lee roll. (There is also a Chuck Norris roll!)

It was honestly THE BEST sushi I have ever had in my life. It looked delicious, tasted divine, and then I noticed the avocado...

And loved it.

Since then, avocados have been in the back of my mind. What would it be like to eat an avocado by itself, anyway? Several times since we came home I have looked for them at the store, but couldn't ever find them. Until Monday. Then I found my avocado. It has been sitting on my table, patiently waiting (unlike myself) to ripen and be ready to eat.

Finally, last night, I cut my avocado in half, put a little salt on top, sat on the couch, and devoured it. I had to stop and call my mom, apologizing for thinking she was crazy all these years. She laughed and was gracious about it, as she always is. :)

Sitting there, delighting in the buttery goodness, I remembered what I had known since I was a little girl: my mother is absolutely brilliant.

{ can you guess what I had with my lunch today? }