Monday, February 18, 2008
Friday, February 1, 2008
Just a little distraction...
I've never been able to figure out why I don't like Bridget Moynahan.. I mean, she's like the girl next door AND her last name is similar to mine. When the whole Gisele/Tom Brady thing went down, I couldn't figure out for the life of me why I wasn't pulling for Bridget.. I mean, HELLO! Girl next door should always get the QB over the supermodel.. I mean, rooting for B speaks to my own lifestyle... But I never did. I recently figured out why...
In preparation for the highly anticipated Sex and the City movie coming out in May, I've been borrowing Jenna's seasons on DVD and watching every episode from start to finish.. I recently started season 3 (ok - I'll admit, I started it two days ago and am already on episode 12...) Duh.. Why didn't I figure it out before?? BRIDGET MOYNAHAN IS NATASHA... Natasha... What a bullshit name...
That being said.. I know every S&TC fan always tries to relate with one character and in reality, almost all of us want to be Carrie... The more I watch, the more I realize how I have a bit of all of them in me... The publicist (Samantha), the friend (Carrie), the innocent one (Charlotte), but most of all, I am happy to admit that I am a Miranda. Now if I could only find my Steve...
I wonder if S&TC will ever turn into a Broadway musical.. Now that would be comedic.
In other news... I took April to the Cirque de Soleil show LOVE at The Mirage tonight. It was hands-down the best show I've seen in Vegas. Most shows I get stir crazy and I'm ready for it to be over, even if I like it, but this one, I seriously was sad when they came on for the closing number... I thought after seeing Le Reve at the Wynn that I would never really dig a Cirque show.. I need a plot, a story line, and hey - even a chorus line will make me happy. But this show was seriously amazing... The soundtrack alone gave me goosebumps and made me fall even deeper in love with The Beatles than I ever thought possible...
And you know as I ramble on and on about these meaningless thoughts I know that this post is just yet another distraction to talk about what's really been going on lately. Death is something I have never understood and will probably never understand when it happens tragically or all too quickly. I understood when it was my grandmother that was lying in a hospital, full of pain and suffering. I got that she was ready, and I didn't want her to struggle.. But when it happens to someone young, it never is an easy pill to swallow....
Not only have I been struggling with this, it is even more difficult to see your friends struggle even worse.
I have never considered myself someone to take things for granted. Most of my friends know that I love them and would walk to the ends of the earth for anything they ever needed.. But it still feels good to say it. Or type it. Just share it.
And I sleep a little easier at night just knowing they know that...
In preparation for the highly anticipated Sex and the City movie coming out in May, I've been borrowing Jenna's seasons on DVD and watching every episode from start to finish.. I recently started season 3 (ok - I'll admit, I started it two days ago and am already on episode 12...) Duh.. Why didn't I figure it out before?? BRIDGET MOYNAHAN IS NATASHA... Natasha... What a bullshit name...
That being said.. I know every S&TC fan always tries to relate with one character and in reality, almost all of us want to be Carrie... The more I watch, the more I realize how I have a bit of all of them in me... The publicist (Samantha), the friend (Carrie), the innocent one (Charlotte), but most of all, I am happy to admit that I am a Miranda. Now if I could only find my Steve...
I wonder if S&TC will ever turn into a Broadway musical.. Now that would be comedic.
In other news... I took April to the Cirque de Soleil show LOVE at The Mirage tonight. It was hands-down the best show I've seen in Vegas. Most shows I get stir crazy and I'm ready for it to be over, even if I like it, but this one, I seriously was sad when they came on for the closing number... I thought after seeing Le Reve at the Wynn that I would never really dig a Cirque show.. I need a plot, a story line, and hey - even a chorus line will make me happy. But this show was seriously amazing... The soundtrack alone gave me goosebumps and made me fall even deeper in love with The Beatles than I ever thought possible...
And you know as I ramble on and on about these meaningless thoughts I know that this post is just yet another distraction to talk about what's really been going on lately. Death is something I have never understood and will probably never understand when it happens tragically or all too quickly. I understood when it was my grandmother that was lying in a hospital, full of pain and suffering. I got that she was ready, and I didn't want her to struggle.. But when it happens to someone young, it never is an easy pill to swallow....
Not only have I been struggling with this, it is even more difficult to see your friends struggle even worse.
I have never considered myself someone to take things for granted. Most of my friends know that I love them and would walk to the ends of the earth for anything they ever needed.. But it still feels good to say it. Or type it. Just share it.
And I sleep a little easier at night just knowing they know that...
