Friday, December 20, 2013

From A to Zac Effron

As in... how I got from not being able to pick Zac Effron out of a crowd to pledging in a chirp to the twittersphere yesterday that I will love him forever and a day.  In all of his angsty glory:





As a marine:


FOREVER.

and a day.

You see it all started when I was being a teacher's assistant at a summer camp in Weston a few (ahem, over five years ago now), and got asked by the camp director to run a theatre workshop, and taught the kids to sing that song from the original High School Musical Stick to the Status Quo.  I actually don't think Zac Effron's even IN that scene, but because I took a liking to the catchy-ness of that ditty, and then stumbled upon the brilliance that is Zac Kevin Bacon in Footloosing through the fields courtesy of this comparison video, I allowed myself to watch 17 Again.  And the rest is history.

Important update: there's just one 'F' in Efron.  Thank God I wrote this post.  I'd hate to have Z.E. find out I've been posing as his superfan - unable to even spell his name right.  Lords.

 
 


















Tuesday, December 17, 2013

I keep losing count

but it's 6. 

6 weddings on the books so far for 2014. 

well, 4 techinically.

but a likely 6 ultimately.  once we clear christmas and the couples have had a chance to scope out venues available next fall.

so. 

the season of life is going strong.

in case anyone was worried it was threatening to taper off.

6 weddings, 2 babies, 1 new adventure.

2014...I'm so ready for you

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Lovely

Sometimes even when you're just wearing your big puffy black winter coat and gym clothes, if you've just come from getting a manicure and your blonde hair blown out, a very handsome man will walk by you on the Upper West Side and say in his French or Italian accent, "lovely."  And it's so flattering.  And such a nice treat.  And not creepy or smarmy at all.  Just really quite lovely to hear.

Question: why shouldn't you get what you want?   Or at the very least try to?

Friday, December 6, 2013

A twofold twofer

Twofold in that

first: I want to post 5 times this month, so I'm happy to share random musings twice on this merry little late Friday morning since it gets me that much closer to my goal.

second: I have wanted to post this pic for a couple weeks now


and then Tuesday night at the Council for Women of Boston College Lean In inspired Beginning the Journey event there was talk of how women are more likely than men to use both sides of their brain and assess situations from multiple angles than men according to a recent study at U Penn: Male and Female Brains Really Are Built Differently. 

I like to think of myself as a perfect example of anything.  So this'll do.

Julie the Cat

Last night as I was falling asleep my brain was working SO hard to remember who Pacey (from Dawson's Creek) was in the world of the Mighty Ducks.  I was oddly in denial that he was Emilio Esteves' surrogate son, Charlie.

And I only had the Ducks on my mind due to a funny and brief discussion that came up a few nights ago in Newton when I was engaged in conversation with my bambina sorella, rock banding brother, and Tao spouting Papa.

The subject of street hockey came up.  How you couldn't play it with a real hockey puck if you tried.  The baby sister said you need a ball right?  And my brother and I said, well yeah, OR one of those orange pucks with the silver balls in them:
"Have you ever even played street hockey," I asked the little one.

"Have you?" she retorted.

And how amazing is it that I could respond, "have I???  There was a time when you could call me 'Julie the Cat.'"

And my brother - who you know, sometimes is my best friend and sometimes is my mortal enemy and vice versa, answered the look she shot him questioning this declaration, "it's true."

Something I am so grateful for is the glory that was growing up on Tolman St with neighbors next door who were the same age as me and my two brothers.  We were like the kids on Hey Arnold playing stick ball.  We were X-men, and Magic & Marie who lived on a houseboat, we were a rock band, we were soldiers in water wars, and we were Mighty Ducks, like good old Julie the Cat: