Thursday, May 21, 2009
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Not having Granny and Grandpa with us on the day I married Layne was... well, sad. I'm blessed though. I was surprised with a piece of lace from my grandmothers wedding dress on my bouquet of flowers. My mother had a picture of my grandparents sitting in the same place she and my dad sat that she held during the service. I know they were with me. And now, I have another way my grandparents will always be with my wedding experience.
Granny loved Pete Fountain. (For those of you not familiar with his music, you should be. He's amazing.) Layne listened to some of his cassette tapes, and enjoys Pete Fountain now too. When Granny passed, that's what Layne got... Pete Fountain cassette tapes.
We've been trying to decide what music we should have on our wedding video, and this weekend, it clicked. Pete Fountain's Dixie Jubilee! It makes me smile, because it's a beautiful reminder that my Granny got to meet the man I love and will spend my life with. It's a beautiful reminder of the time that they did get to share together.
Life may not always go the way you wish it could, but there are always ways to appreciate the life you have been given. So here's to you my Granny. You may not physically have been with me that night, but I will never sit down and re-live those memories without the reminder that in your own special way, you truly were right by our side.
Friday, May 8, 2009
And two more points: The picture framed at the top is of my Granny and my nan. They are the cooking inspirations on the Reynolds side of the family. Christine is framed on the left side of the stove. She is our inspiration on the Court side (along with Mrs. Carmen, but I didn't have a picture of the two of them). And two- see those coffee beans? Yes... that's Louisiana's finest, community coffee. Some people may say my obsession with my roots is unhealthy. I say it gives me the warm and fuzzies, so keep it coming!
I know the photo quality isn't great, but these were late night pictures on the iPhone. (11pm is WAY late on a work night for us.) Brina and Scott came over after work. We chowed down on some tacos, and they helped us hang up our drapes. Slowly but surely, it's coming together. I love what the drapes do for the dining room and reading nook.
And yes, that is a pile of dirty clothes on the chair that need to go to the dry cleaners. Most people would have moved them for the picture, but I figure if you're reading the blog, you're not surprised.
Hope everyone has a great weekend. We're in New Orleans again, celebrating Naomi's birthday (karaoke style at JB's), Mark Armstrong's graduation from Loyola, and Mother's Day. So to all the Momma's out there- Happy Mother's Day. You deserve it- especially those with children under ten. We'll be thinking about you.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
For my birthday, Layne bought me tickets to go see the musical Rent ( http://www.siteforrent.com/home.php ) at Fair Park in Dallas. This is my 4th summer taking advantage of the Summer Musical Series, and the show was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. The play is based on an old French novel "La Boheme," and while the plot remains similar, it has been updated to reflect modern times in the late 1990's. The show is definitely risque... a mother and daughter sitting next to us walked out in the middle of the 2nd Act when a little lesbian ass grabbing took place (that's what I meant by risque)... but it is an amazing social commentary. I highly recommend it, especially the current cast that is traveling Off-Broadway. The two main characters, Mark and Roger, are being played by the two original cast members, and they were phenomenal. I was blown away. The show was an audio and visual feast... what can I say? I've got a weakness for good musicals. Layne has it easy. What do I want for my birthday? Tickets to the theater. What do I want for mother's day (when I am a mother)? Theater tickets. Christmas? Theater tickets. Mom and Dad and Nanny and Uncle Scott- I hold you responsible for this. It all started with Phantom of the Opera and Miss Saigon, and I've been hooked ever since.
What's left on the docket for this year? Fiddler on the Roof is coming, and it's Topol's farewell tour. (More to come about this when the show gets closer.) Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, A Chorus Line, Mary Poppins, South Pacific, and Avenue Q. I'm stoked. The best part is that for several of the shows they have drawings, contests and giveaways. I got $25 tickets on my birthday 2 years ago for Jessica and I to see Wicked on the third row. I know- awesome. So I'm digging up the details trying to see what they're doing to save some money and still get to see the shows.
For dinner, we used a gift certificate we received as a wedding gift to one of the nicest steakhouses in Dallas, Del Frisco's (thank you David and Heather). When Mr. Charlie Childress was in town for work a few weeks ago, this is where he ate too. The food was amazing- jumbo (and I mean JUMBO) shrimp with cocktail, romoulade (sp?), and an Italian based sauce and crab cakes as an appetizer, 3 4oz filets all cooked differently (and all amazing) that Layne and I shared, and don't forget strawberry cheesecake for dessert (with a candle too!).
My favorite thing about Rent though is that it is a musical people can identify with. The words are powerful, and the quotes are inspirational. I love quotes, so I thought I would send a few your way:
There's only us, only tonight, we must let go, to know what's right. No other course, no other way, no day but today. I can't control my destiny. I trust my soul. My only goal is just- to be. There's only now. There's only here. Give in to love, or live in fear. No other path. No other way. No day but today. -Mimi, Another Day
Take me for what I am! Who I was meant to be! And, if you give a damn, take me baby, or leave me. -Maureen, Take Me or Leave Me
Look- I find some of what you teach suspect, because I'm used to relying on intellect, but I try to open up to what I don't know. Because reason says I should have died three years ago. There's only us. There's only this. Forget regret, or life is yours to miss. No other road. No other way. No day but today. - Life Support
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes, Five hundred Twenty-Five Thousand journeys to plan. Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes, How Do You Measure the life of a woman or a man? It's time now- to sing out, though the story never ends. Let's celebrate, remember a year in the life of friends. Oh you got to remember the love, you know that love is a gift from up above. Share love, give love, spread love. Measure, measure your life in love. Seasons of love. -Seasons of Love
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Hehe. Happy Birthday to me- at least that is how I'm justifying my most recent splurge. The Scholastic Book Fair is at my office this week. They come quarterly, and I love it. My sister and I both have a shopping fetish, which we've inherited from our mother. Only Abby's weakness is clothes, shoes, purses, and mine is books. It's an issue that has deeply impacted my pocketbooks, so I stay away. I've borrowed books from co-workers, Amy Armstrong and Nanny, I've been putting my library card to good use (did you know Laura Bush and I frequent the same library?), and let's be honest, I have 20+ unread books at my house right now. So I know... I should stay away. Except I saw a purse... a tote bag to be specific. It's isn't a Vera Bradley Java Blue (like the wallet you see in front of you), but they are similar enough, and it is perfect for frequent plane rides on the weekends. (I've got a java blue collection I've been working on over the years.) Isn't it purty?
I questioned whether I should get the bag or not, and then thought, "What would Abby do?" Needless to say, I'll be going home with two bags this evening. Hope the husband takes it well. :)