The best things happen while you're dancing

Like most people around the holidays, I watched a Christmas movie. "White Christmas" to be specific. White Christmas is probably one of my all time favorite movies. It's true, I enjoy movies where everyone suddenly knows the song or dance steps and where romantic lovely things happen. I am a hopeless romantic, deep deep inside.

There is a song in White Christmas called "The Best Things" and it talks about dancing and romance and lovely things like that. And it made me wonder what has happened to romance. I stopped watching these sorts of movies about a year ago because I thought perhaps they were causing me to have higher expectations of life and love and boyfriends and relationships. But as I watch them I realized that there is truly something beautiful about these stories, no matter how high and lofty they are. plus watching them helps something to grow inside me to hope for romance or have faith in it again.

but here is the question: what has happened to romance? was there actually a time in life when men wooed women with dates, surprises, and the like? the pursual and chase? or were these movies larger than life in the 50's as well? i know that times change and things are different but did these times exist? the jane austen world or were things just as complicated and confusing back then?
is it ridiculous to hope for these things? do boys find it to be too much pressure to have these expectations?

of course i understand that girls want romance from boys they actually like not just from any boy. and boys do not want to be rejected by girls after putting in all that effort.

i have experienced romance in my lifetime and recognize that it does happen but in general it seems that there is a general lack of romance in the world. 1950's musical romance. weird christmas thoughts i know.

sigh

it's warm here. there are palm trees. i'm more freckled. swam in the pool outside today. had a hot tub at night and slowly walked back to our place. bike riding with my little sister. arizona sunsets. glad to be away. enjoying the break. end post now.

brains with a hint of honesty

i need a latch for my brain where i can remove it from my head and rest it somewhere else for a while. you see i tend to analyze and analyze things and they just go around and around in my brain. relational situations with people have such a strong effect on me, and most of the time I can't even figure out why they effect me like they do. people tell me to just stop thinking about it but sometimes i just can't make my brain stop. i try and do well for a while and then i get tired and give up and the thoughts flood my brain.

so my new solution is that i will just remove my brain, place it in a jar, perhaps add a lemon for freshness, maybe get a creepy light to put underneath it. and there it will rest. i can reply on my medula oblongata for a while, just breathing and heart beat for me. no thoughts. no more thinking.

i leave for arizona in three days and I don't remember the last time i felt so in need of a get away, or the last time I felt so excited to step away from edmonton for a bit. in the words of bilbo "I feel thin— sort of stretched, like butter scraped over too much bread. I need a holiday, a very long holiday and I don't expect to return, in fact I mean not to." now, don't worry my two readers, i will be back.

it's frustrating not being able to sort things out or heal situations. i wish i could and i think that's why i think about them so much because i figure there has to be a way to make these things all better soon. why do things have to take time and space? hmmm? i know that's the right answer, just frustrating sometimes.

but.....i think in arizona people don't have brains and I'm excited to experience this wonder just for a bit. and then when I come back I can put my brain back in and see what it has sorted out while I've been gone.

now are things as bad as they seem. probably not. there's that line from Rosie Thomas "Things will soon come around I swear, And you'’ll have it all figured out, Never really worry for a bit , Sometimes it feels worse then it really is"

But if you're feeling like me, let's both try and keep these words of Jesus on our hearts,
"Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls." Matthew 11:28-29

Scrubs

Ahhh scrubs. what a funny show. season premier last night after The Office. Definitely enjoyed it. although i was confused as to where the musical episode went last night.
Anyway....

The janitor was talking with one of the patients last night about getting JD.

Patient: "you see the problem with trying to get my JD is that I never got to do any of those things I wanted to do in life. "
Janitor: "like punching a whale?"
Patient: "no, i punched a whale. punched him right in the face."

pure gold. whale punching...does it get any better than that?

does anyone know if the janitor has an actual name or not?

peace