Happy Halloween all you Mavericks!

This year I was aiming to win the "Time Capsule" award at work, so I joined my friend Kristen for a very now group costume. Kristen dressed as Sarah Palin, complete with her $150,000 suit and rifle, and I came as her pregnant daughter, Bristol, including baby brother Trig. But this was all in good humor, as I'm a McCain supporter. We had a lot of fun, including lots of "You betcha's" and "Maverick" comments. And now I have a slight inkling into what it must feel like to be preggers. My back is killing me! And for some reason I'm really craving chocolate...

Feel Unconditional Love

In the movie "Meet Joe Black", Joe asks Quince how he knows his wife loves him. Quince's reply is "Because she knows the worst thing about me and it's okay." Yesterday I got to feel this unconditional love first hand, and it blew me away. What a precious gift, to have another human being model God's love for us. It's a rare and beautiful thing.

Juggle... And more.

I want to learn how to juggle. Not cause I want to join the circus. But so if I'm ever just standing around holding three or more objects, I can throw them around. That's all.

Now check out these sweet wall graphics sold by blik. Made of PVC, when applied these wall stickers look just like paint, but can be easily removed. And even better, they're only around $40-$50 per kit. A fairly inexpensive way to quickly transform the look of a room! Enjoy!

Wordless Wednesday

New Music Monday

Love, love, love this song! This is for my baby - Love you Phil! Everything by Michael Bublé, from his album Call Me Irresponsible.






You're a falling star, You're the get away car.
You're the line in the sand when I go too far.
You're the swimming pool, on an August day.
And You're the perfect thing to see.

And you play your card, but it's kinda cute.
Ah, When you smile at me you know exactly what you do.
Baby don't pretend, that you don't know it's true.
Cause you can see it when I look at you.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

You're a carousel, you're a wishing well,
And you light me up, when you ring my bell.
You're a mystery, you're from outer space,
You're every minute of my everyday.

And I can't believe, uh that I'm your man,
And I get to kiss you baby just because I can.
Whatever comes our way, ah we'll see it through,
And you know that's what our love can do.

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.

So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La

And in this crazy life, and through these crazy times
It's you, it's you, You make me sing.
You're every line, you're every word, you're everything.
You're every song, and I sing along.
Cause you're my everything.
yeah, yeah

So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La
So, La, La, La, La, La, La, La

Learn Italian

Ever since the first time I visited Europe, I've wanted to learn to speak Italian. Partly because it's a really beautiful language. And partly so that if I ever go back, I can say that I want my sandwich hot or ask for one pound of fresh cherries, without playing charades and getting a blank stare back from the storekeeper, who's thinking "what an idiot."

Chapter 15 in Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert gives the history of the Italian language and why it's so beautiful. The languages of most European countries were determined by the strongest city. Their language became the accepted language of the whole region. Italy was different. Parts of it belonged to France, Spain, the Church, and whoever else conquered a portion of it. Everyone spoke in their own local dialect, and because of all this internal division, no one could communicate with each other. So, in the sixteenth century, a group of Italian intellectuals got together and decided to handpick the most beautiful local dialect and crown it Italian. The chosen dialect was the personal language of the Florentine poet Dante Alighieri some two hundred years earlier. When writing his Divine Comedy in 1321, he shocked the literate world by not writing it in Latin, because he thought it corrupt and elitist. He instead picked up the real Florentine language spoken by the residents of his city, and shaped the vernacular even as he was writing it, calling it il dolce stil nuovo, the "sweet new style."

"The Italian we speak today, therefore, is not Roman or Venetian (though these were powerful military and merchant cities) nor even really entirely Florentine. Essentially, it is Dantean. No other European language has such an artistic pedigree. And perhaps no language was ever more perfectly ordained to express human emotions than this fourteenth-century Florentine Italian, as embellished by one of Western civilizations's greatest poets... The last line of the Divine Comedy, in which Dante is faced with the vision of God Himself, is a sentiment that is still easily understandable by anyone familiar with so-called modern Italian. Dante writes that God is not merely a blinding vision of glorious light, but that He is, most of all, l'amor che move il sole e l'alte stelle... "The love that moves the sun and the other stars."

I'm going to try learning Italian by using the podcasts from LearnItalianPod. If that doesn't work, I might have to break down and fork out the $200+ to get the Rosetta Stone tutorials. Whatever the means, "it's really no wonder that I want so desperately to learn this language."

New Music Monday

My pick for this week came to me while watching the season premier of Dirty, Sexy, Money, and I haven't been able to get it out of my head since. It's Under Pressure, originally titled People on Streets, by David Bowie and Queen, featured on their 1982 album Hot Space. Great song!!! Little weird at parts, but overall, really fun :) Listen to it here. You may also recognize this as the song that Vanilla Ice sampled the bassline of for his only hit, Ice Ice Baby.

Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love that one more chance
Why can't we give love give love give love give love
give love give love give love give love give love
'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And loves dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure

Wordless Wednesday