Movie List

1. Our Fmaily Wedding
2. Post Grad
3. Adam
4. Falling Awake
5. Uncertainty
6. Remember Me
7. Letters to Juilet
8. Babies
9. Grenburg
10. Me and Orson Wells
11. The Last Station
12. Youth in Revlot
13. Young Victoria (again)
14. Moon
15. Time Travelers Wife
16. Taking Woodstock
17. Everybody's Fine
18. Motherhood
19. Eclipse

! better get started. :)

Words and Thoughts

I have this sticker on the back of my car that contains one word. I have a love/hate relationship with this word- mostly because I fail to act upon what it reminds me of on a daily basis. It’s a simple white sticker with six black, bold, block letters. Yet this one word makes anyone think uncomfortably. When I’m driving down the road two thoughts generally come to mind:

1. I just cut that person off and I have that sticker on and now I feel like a hypocrite.

2. I wonder what the person behind me is thinking as they are stuck behind me in traffic?

The word: Others

That’s all it says. I know what I think of when I see that word. But does everyone think the same I do? Or do they ignore it and not even think twice about it? Does it stir in them something that they realize they rarely do?

We live in a world that is all about me, myself and I. For us to think of others is, sadly, a foreign concept. Imagine what the world would be like if for just 10 minutes out of our day we thought of other people instead of ourselves.

I’m guilty.

Guilt. That’s another word that is small in number but powerful in its essence. What is even more powerful is the knowledge of letting go. Majority of the time our guilt that we feel trapped inside of us is not from something that we necessarily did, but what someone did to us. Yet some how, that person has let us believe that it was our fault- so the guilt that they should be feeling is suppressed so far back it is left on the person who was wounded.

Wounded. I learned about wounds recently. Or I should say, I was faced with wounds. We don’t realize the impact of our wounded souls. We have wounds because someone that was supposed to love, protect, provide and care for us failed. And now we have holes in the corners of our soul that eat away at our thoughts, our futures and the very being of our lives. We can’t change the past, or that person. But we can change how we see the present and the future.

Yet in life we all have one thing that is rarely taken away from us: choice. I forget that word so often. But it’s a daily task that must be made. Even the awareness that just because we don’t consciously make a choice doesn’t mean one wasn’t made. Not making a choice is making one. Every day we have choices to make.

Will I put on that comfy sweater again or try and look cute?

Gym or my new Netflix?

Diet Coke or Water?

Move forward or hold on?

Post-its

I guess you could say I like Post-its. I believe, besides the wheel, they are are one of the greatest inventions ever made. They come in a variety of shapes, sizes and colors. They even offer pretty decorated ones as well as personalized! That incrediable non sticky glue that stays anywhere is magical.


I think I am drawn to them so much casue I love to remember quotes, verses and whatnot that reminds me of how I am suppose to be thinking, living and acting. At my house my mirror is full of them. At my office I have them surrounding my wall. When I look up there they are. I have quiet a few, but each day one jumps out at me.

Today's post it:

"When do we look like Christ? When we do what He did.

No Greater Joy comes then from rescuing people.

What else would I do with my life?"

-unknown

G-free FGT

A few posts ago, I mentioned one of my favorite movies that I can watch over and over again: Fried Green Tomatoes. I believe it caused my southern roots to come to the surface cause all week I had been craving and plotting how I could have some of the fried goodness. But I had one obstacle: they needed to be gluten free.

I started to come up with a recipie in my head. (I have this thing about copying recipies- somethimes I like to just try it from my head first before I google it) I figured how hard could it be, its like making fried chicken only with tomatoes...right?

Let's see what happened:


I was taught how to make fried chicken by my Grandmother Davis oh so many years ago, and I knew the basics:

Oil. Flour. Corn meal. Milk. Eggs. Seasoning.
and this time: Green tomatoes.

I have never cooked with green tomatoes before- so this whole thing was a bit of an experiment. One of the things I learned: cook them the day you buy them. I purchased mine 2 days prior and if they are too ripe they dont hold together.


I got my assembly line ready! My egg and milk mixture:and my gluten free all purpose flour mixed in with corn meal and some salt and pepper:

First the wet and then the dry. My mom taught me the "2 finger" trick- that way you whole hand doesn't get to be a mess.
Once the oil is hot enough (you can test it by dropping a bit of the dry mix in and if it "dances" the oil is ready)
Fry until golden brown!

They were pretty tasty!

Tips for next time:
1. tomatoes too ripe- not all of them held together
2. cut them in between tin and thick. Too thin-its just fried batter. Too thick-they dont fry well.
3. more seasoning (maybe garlic powder or some spices)
4. dont eat alone :)

** Ever wonder how to get rid of hot oil? Cant put it down the drain (iI dont have a disposal for one thing) and the trash can is a no go. If you have roses- apparently they like hot oil. If not, let it sit in a tin can unitl it solidifies. Then pitch it!

Ireland

This August I am going with some of these lovely people:

To go visit these awseome people in Waterford, Ireland. They are friends of ours who started a church a few years back:

Pray. We all need it. :)

“…sent Timothy, our brother and minister of God, and our fellow laborer in the gospel of Christ, to establish you and encourage you concerning your faith…” 2 Thessalonians 3:2

Question

(Im working on #5. its comming- promise)

But in the mean time.....

I was snuggled up on my parents over-stuffed chair the other day enjoying their cable and 60-inch television (both of which I lack in my little house) when one of my favorite movies came on: "Fried Green Tomaotoes."

As my dad passed by and took a seat on the chair next to mine he commented on how rare I am. How I can sit and watch the same movies over and over and over again. I have seen "Fried Green Tomatoes" more time then I can count and probably double that to "Pride and Prejudice."

But my question is: Is it really all that rare?

How many times would you watch a movie?

Do you ever get tired of the same movie or is it just a slight few that you can repeatdly enjoy?

Just a question....