Another Notable Happening

Happy Thanksgiving, etc.  Now that that's over, we can get on to celebrating Discovery of King Tut's Tomb Day.  It's not an official holiday, but it's still pretty cool.

His tomb was uncovered in 1922 in the Valley of the Kings.  It has been called one of the greatest archeological discoveries of all time, and I have to agree.  Although, Indidana Jones has provided us with some pretty cool finds ;)

When I was in fourth grade I was obsessed with everything ancient Egypt.  The stories, hieroglyphics, ruins, etc because we had a wacky substitute every Friday that would lecture on it.  I have a distinct memory of telling Miss Schlappy (seriously, that was her name) that I wanted to take my honeymoon to Egypt.  Yeah. 

Happy eating....and remembering the boy king.

More Please!

Two of my favorite things, together on YouTube.  Sigh.  What a fantastic way to start Thanksgiving! 

Sally Sue

My mom rocks.  She is the coolest.  One reason she is rad is that she always sends us kids a holiday card.  Not for holidays like Flag Day or Boxing Day (go Canada!) but for the major hitters, like Thanksgiving.  Yep, I got my Thanksgiving card today and rather than be a traditional cornucopia or pilgrims, she did this:

Finished puzzle.

My mom is the coolest!

Ok, now the meaning behind the title of the post.  My nickname is Sally or Sally Sue because when I was younger I was obsessed with Sally Brown, Charlie's sister.  For a period of time I named all my dolls Sally and would only respond if I was called Sally as well.

Now, any time my mom sends me something in the mail she seals it with a Sally sticker.  Isn't she so sweet?  I'm lucky to have a mom who takes so much care to do the little things that mean so much.  I'm also lucky to share the name with such an awesome fictional character!  Sally is tough and sassy, like me!

"Men are like steel. When they lose their temper, they lose their worth."

- Chuck Norris

I Want, I Want, I Need, I Need

I want a mini pig.

 I would name it something awesome like Kevin or Fido.

We would be best friends.

He would be super clean and be allowed to sleep in my bed.

Someday.

Colett Yarro

I am not creative.  I want to be, but I'm not.  I found this painting a few weeks ago and knew that it needed to be mine.  The artist's name is Collette Yarro and you can see more of her work here .  I really like her style and might have to buy a few more of her designs to compliment the one I already have.

Sorry about the poor quality photo, but believe me - it looks fantastic on my wall!  PLEASE click to enlarge to get a better look.

Also, notice how my bedspread matches the background on my blog.  I swear I didn't do that on purpose.  I am drawn to yellow, black and polka dots.  It's fate.

We Did It

Jerilyn and I went to the midnight screening of New Moon. As you may remember , I don't understand the hysteria behind Twilight, vampires, Edward, etc.  But, Jerilyn, being the kindred spirit she is, thought it wise to invite me to the one thing that tweens, teens, young marrieds, middle aged women and soccer moms all swoon over.  It was AMAZING!  The movie wasn't half bad; the fun part was the screaming, the energy from the crowd, me and Jer mocking them and us deciding once and for all that we are on Team Jacob.  A lot was accomplished last night.

See how excited she was?!?!

Interpreters are such nerds.  I count 7 interpreters total, 8 if you count me taking the picture.

It was a two thumbs up sort of night

PS - some people waited hours and hours to get a good seat.  Our group waited for about three but we decided to be jerks and ask them to save us seats.  Aren't they peaches???

So In Sync

Keep cool, this is not a post about our beloved boy band N*SYNC (although look for that post soon).

This is Eliza.  You see her name often because we are roommates and take lots of adventures together.

On Tuesday I brought home a bag of Giant Cheetos for her, only to find that she had a container of cream cheese brownies for me.

In sync?  I think so.  Us junk food lovers always manage to find and enable each other.

This Is It

Last Saturday, this awesome lady asked me to go see "This Is It", or what everyone else is calling the Michael Jackson movie.  I was skeptical but I will pay to see almost any movie in the theaters.  I know, it's a weird, expensive habit but I love the theater experience.

My feelings about the whole MJ issue have been very neutral.  I think he made some great music but I wasn't necessarily sad when he died.  It was odd and kind of surreal but I was never upset....

...until now.

This was a great movie.  A really great movie.  I want to see it again and again.  MJ was definitely eccentric but in a way that was so undeniably passionate.  He was such a fantastic performer and oversaw every detail of the stage show.  He also, humbly, made sure that his dancers, backup singers and musicians would have ample opportunity for recognition.  He seemed like quite the class act.

He was preparing for a 50 date concert series that would be his return but also retirement from the stage. He was 8 days away from the first show when he died.  The footage of the rehearsals was being taken for his personal library.  It was going to be an incredible show, one which the world has never seen before.

I used to always think of him as frail and well beyond his dancing days.  Um, no.  He was showing up dancers half his age.  His rehearsals were full of laughter, smiles, "God bless you", and all of his greatest hits.  It made me very nostalgic.

I know that he has been a very public and controversial figure for the past 15 years, give or take, but who are we to judge?  No one, except him and those involved, knows what actually happened.  I can understand why he left the public eye for so many years.  The film shows us a glimpse into his personality and I can see how he could be easily misunderstood.  I just hope that now he has found peace.  He is was an undeniable genius at his craft and will hopefully be remembered for that.

"I and the public know 

What all schoolchildren learn, 

Those to whom evil is done 

Do evil in return."

W. H. Auden's poem, September 1, 1939