You’ve Got Mail

Today, in all the craziness that is this week, I was struck with the overwhelming need to watch You’ve Got Mail. Honestly, I think it might be one of my favorite movies. I don’t know why, but I can actually vividly remember going to the movie theater when I was eight-years-old with my best friend and her dad and my mom to see it.

It really is a lovely movie. Predictable, of course, but so lovely and sweet. Bookstores, true love and the internet, what more do you want? It’s also one of those movies that makes me really miss home/my mom and feel really close to it/her at the same time.

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“Sometimes I wonder about my life. I lead a small life – well, valuable, but small – and sometimes I wonder, do I do it because I like it, or because I haven’t been brave? So much of what I see reminds me of something I read in a book, when shouldn’t it be the other way around? I don’t really want an answer. I just want to send this cosmic question out into the void. So good night, dear void. “

PS. What ever happened to leading men like Tom Hanks? Who were funny and sweet and smart but looked like real people you could see on the street not just movie stars? I think we need a new one of those.

Happy (almost) Halloween!

Nate and I are going to pick out our pumpkins this weekend and I have a Halloween party to go to tonight. Not sure what exactly I’m going to be yet, but hopefully whatever it is will go over well.

Today’s Friday five are some cute pictures of Halloweens past. I always miss home a little bit this time of year. Pumpkin carving was always a big thing in the Sarconi-Johnson household. I’ve been noticing that here in Canada, Halloween isn’t such a big deal. I mean, back home, the houses are DECKED OUT for Halloween. I’m talking haybails and fake spiderwebs and motion censored speakers that whine at you like a ghost when you walk past them. Every year we spent a whole afternoon decorating the house and lawn. Last year, in order to make it up to me that I missed Halloween at home, my dad thought it would be nice to hang a HUMONGOUS and TERRIFYING fake bat from my ceiling light so that it greeted me the minute I walked in. Thanks dad, thanks.

But, back to Canada, there seems to be very few fake bats here. And although in some ways I am grateful for the lack of fake bats, it makes the whole holiday a little less festive (that is NOT AN INVITATION, DAD). Maybe I’m just not looking in the right places, but I never thought I’d miss fake spiderwebs and tombstones with ironic names on them.

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(look guys I made a slideshow aren’t you proud of me!?!?!)

(also, that red costume: I was a “southern belle”. Yes, a “southern belle.” That was the SECOND year in a row I choose to be a “southern belle” for Halloween, the costume from the year before was pink. Today, I might dub that costume “old western bar mistress” or ” saloon harlot.”)

Reminisce

Remember when the weather used to look like this and I didn’t have to wear four sweaters inside my house to keep warm?

Also, we can now add “apple picking” to the “new Canadian experiences” list. I’ve never heard of anyone doing it in California! We have apples, but we don’t pick them? Maybe I’ve just been deprived.

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Photo by Leah