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I Can't Believe I'm Saying This...

...but I may have joined the hordes of girls and women who think that Zac Efron has got it going on.

I didn't mean to.

It starts out innocently enough. An offer of a free movie with a couple of friends. We go to the theatre and find out our passes are no good for 3D. So Monsters vs Aliens is out. The next reasonable showing of a movie is 17 Again - the story of a 30-something man in a midlife crisis who magically turns into his senior year self. So we get tickets.

I console myself with the knowledge that this is a movie with Matthew Perry, and since I'm on a Friends bender, that can be my motivation (Kind of like the time I watched What a Girl Wants, because Colin Firth is Amanda Bynes' father). I also fail to vocalize that Chandler is my second-least-favourite Friend, right after Monica. Honestly, I don't get their relationship. She is borderline psycho, and he cracks ridiculous jokes. How does it ever last!?

Anyway. I am having a good time, and the movie hasn't even …

A Book, A Video, A Diamond

I finished A Tree Grows in Brooklyn. A great read, for the first 3/4. Then it seemed like the author wanted to finish with the story, and what had previously unfolded slowly and with great depth rapid-fired through the years. Francie's childhood moves slowly, languidly, and then bam, adolescence. This is probably accurate to how we often feel, but I just had trouble buying some of the character development (and characters who didn't really get developed) towards the end. So I'd give it 3.5/5.

As a sidenote, I loved the description of Brooklyn at the turn of the 20th century, and the discovery that it was Thanksgiving not Halloween that had children dressed up with masks and collecting candy. Who woulda thunk?

A friend mentioned Return of the King in an email to me today. Without fail, I immediately think of this scene from the special features on the extended DVD:

"I saw stars...and I think, I think I fell in love. For a split second. And then, I felt a bit sick."


Autism: The Musical

If you were to poll any group of people and ask what two words do not belong together, it would not surprise me in the least if someone were to say "Autism and musicals." So when my friend suggested we watch a movie called Autism: The Musical, it caught me off guard. My instinctive mental picture was a singing and dancing ensemble dealing with autism similarly to Rent's take on AIDS. But it didn't seem right.

Turns out, that's not exactly what it was. Autism, the Muscial is a documentary that tells the story of five children with autism, their parents, and one woman's plan to help kids with autism through theatre and music.

It is moving. It is heartbreaking. It makes me afraid of having a child with disabilities, but it also makes me want to adopt a child with disabilities.

It makes me wonder what kind of mom I'll be, and whether I will become consumed with my children. Will children make my marriage stronger or destroy it?

The point: watch this movie. Think …

A City, A Plant & A Book

I like picking up a new book and getting sucked in. Anybody recognize these quotes? They both had me pause, re-read, and smile.

Katie had a fierce desire for survival which made her a fighter. Johnny had a hankering after immortality which made him a useless dreamer. And that was the great difference between these two who loved each other so well.

Sissy had two great failings. She was a great lover and a great mother. She had so much of tenderness in her, so much of wanting to give of herself to whoever needed what she had, whether it was her money, her time, the clothes off her back, her pity, her understanding, her friendship or her companionship or her love.

Start at the End

I wasn't ever really into Friends. First, I wasn't allowed to watch it. Then it was uber-popular and I refused to go with the trends. But now it's on at 6:30pm on basic cable - it's the only thing that is remotely worth watching at 6:30pm, so I have seen a handful of episodes.

Yesterday I was at a friend's house, and she has every single season. Every single one. Except for Season 9. But that's okay. So when I asked to borrow a season, the question was, Where do I want to start?

To me the answer was obvious: Season 10. I like to know the end from the beginning.

I don't usually mind when people spoil movies for me. I often read the end of a book before I am halfway through. I like conclusions. I like certainty. I like knowing how things end.

So last night I watched half of the season. Phoebe got married. Chandler and Monica are adopting and moving to the suburbs.* I know where everyone will end up, and after this, I can go back and watch all the turmoil of how t…

Conflict Resolution 101

I have tried (in vain) to find a clip on YouTube. It is my favourite conflict-resolution-in-a-movie scene, and it is from Zoolander.

(edit: I found a better transcription of their conversation!)

The scene starts with Derek and Matilda approaching Hansel's loft. Hansel and Derek are model enemies, but this is the only place that he will be safe from the evil Russian woman, Katinka Ingabogovinanana. So they knock on the door, Matilda explains the situation and asks if Derek can stay the night.

Hansel: Yeah, you're cool to hide here, but first me and him got to straighten some s*** out.

Derek Zoolander: Fine.

Hansel: Why you been acting so messed up towards me?

Derek: Why you been acting so messed up towards me?

Hansel: Well, you go first.

Derek: I don't know maybe I felt a little threatened or something because your career is just kind of blossoming and mine is kind of winding down or whatever.

Hansel: And I felt like this guy is really hurting me. And it hurt.

Derek: And I felt like…

A Brief Sermon Critique

I am trying to be less rebellious. So when three friends in the span of a week recommended that I check out this sermon (entitled "Trial: Marriage and Men"), I decided to take a gander.

I was surprised to discover that it had a partner sermon, entitled "Trial: Marriage and Women." Why would my female friends tell me to listen to a sermon about men and neglect to say that there was also one about women? So I downloaded both.

I decided to start with the one for women, from 1 Peter 3:1-6. It was pretty good. Nothing that really shocked me with its newness, but a defense of the complimentarian view of women and marriage. We as women are called to submit -to husbands who are loving as Christ loves the Church. And when they don't - we're called to live godly lives that will show them Jesus...This is not a very strong summary of a decent sermon. It was good. It made me think - I'm not a wife, but my character isn't going to change overnight. I am not going t…

Babes & Boobs 2.0

This is my nephew. He is the world's cutest baby. Except that, at 21 months, he doesn't think he's a baby.

"Are you a baby?"
"What are you then?"

Yesterday, we are at my grandma's for Easter. In her apartment are many pictures of family. My dad is working on Grandma's computer and Jake comes into the room. Seeing a family picture from before his birth, he proceeds to point to each person and say their name.

"Mommy, Daddy, Aunt Sarah, Gramma, Grampa, Aunt Beth, Uncle Jon..."

My dad is thoroughly impressed, and when a few more of us come in, he tries to get Jake to re-enact his brilliance.

"Mommy, Daddy, Someone else, someone else..."

Seriously, what 2 year-old is this smart?! And funny!

A little bit later, we visit another picture. This one, he is in. As his mom and I point out people, we ask, "Who's this?"

He dutifully answers, "Grampa, Gramma, Uncle Lalo, Aunt Sarah, Daddy, Mommy, Au…

Babes & Boobs 1.0

There is a boy (man?) at my church who is big, good-looking, and gentle. An attractive combination, to say the least. We have often smiled at each other, but rarely spoken. I find myself more than flustered around him, my vocabulary dwindling down to a single word: Hi. After that, my mind is a complete and utter blank.

Last week after our Maundy Thursday gathering, I held a sleeping baby in my arms. Adorable, six-week-old baby, with little drool bubbles on his lips and a warm, lovely weight. I was chatting with a couple of friends when he approached, saying "Hey," to my friends. In a flash, I thought to myself, This is it. He knows my friends...I'm holding a cute baby...finally, we can have some sort of conversation!

He looked at the baby in my arms slightly quizzically, knowing that I don't (and shouldn't) have a child of my own. I said, "Oh, it's so-and-so's little guy..." He nodded and took a closer look at the baby. I thought, I have nothing…

Wedding Wonder and Woes

Wonder: There is little I love more than being at the wedding of two people who love Jesus & each other deeply. (except maybe holding a baby) In the last two weeks, I have had the privilege of watching two of my closest friends from university marry men who adore them. I am unequivocally happy for them.
(sidenote, I just discovered that the word I have long believed to be unequivocably is actually unequivocally. Now that I have been corrected, so have you)

I am amazed by how two lives can be brought together in a myriad of ways. How people who are so different (or so similar) can be such an incredible blessing to one another. It amazes me to see people commit their lives to one another. To know what heartbreaks and struggles have occurred and will continue to occur. I have a deep respect for my friends who make relationships work. They are not easy.

Woes: There is little that makes me more aware of my singleness than a rash of weddings, engagements and new relationships. Standing to…

One, Two, Three. Yummy, Yummy, Funny.

It's been awhile since I didn't blog for an entire week. It's kind of nice. But I know you've all missed me. So I have three things to share today: two recipes and a comic.

Recipe #1:Gingerbread Waffles
(made first by my lovely friend Heidi. You will never go back to boring old white waffles again.)

2 eggs
1/3 c. sugar
1/2 c. molasses
6 tbsp oil/shortening
1/2 c hot water
2 c flour
1 tsp ginger
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp cinnamon
1/2 tsp salt

Beat eggs. Add sugar & beat. Add molasses & beat. Add oil to hot water, then add to egg mix. Add dry ingredients. Cook in a waffle maker.

Recipe #2: Yam & Peanut Soup
(made by my friend's friend Emily, this has become a huge favourite in my house)

8 cups vegetable stock
2 tbsp vegetable oil 1 large yellow onion, diced 2 tsp salt 6 tbsp minced ginger 4 large garlic cloves, minced 1 tbsp ground cumin 2 tbsp ground coriander 1/2 tsp cayenne pepper 1 tsp paprika 1 red bell pepper, diced 4 medium yams, roughly chopped 1 x 14oz can water-packed pineap…