I found a blog of a girl who I went to high school with-we were just acquaintances, but I gave it a look just to be a stalker. You know how it goes. Anyway, she's hysterical and it's become one of my favorite blogs over the past year. She recently posted about some project she's doing to do 1001 things in 101 days [or something like that] and one of her goals is to watch all of the Academy Award winners for Best Picture. So fun! I decided to join.
Here's my list. The movies are listed by year. They're red if I still need to watch them, and black if I've seen them already. I've got a looooong way to go:
1928: Sunrise Wings
1929: The Broadway Melody
1930: All Quiet on the Western Front
1931: Cimarron
1932: Grand Hotel
1933: Cavalcade
1934: It Happened One Night
1935: Mutiny on the Bounty
1936: The Great Ziegfeld
1937: The Life of Emile Zola
1938: You Can't Take It With You
1939: Gone with the Wind
1940: Rebecca
1941: How Green Was My Valley
1942: Mrs. Miniver
1943: Casablanca
1944: Going My Way
1945: The Lost Weekend
1946: The Best Years of Our Lives
1947: Gentleman's Agreement
1948: Hamlet
1949: All the King's Men
1950: All about Eve
1951: An American in Paris
1952: The Greatest Show on Earth
1953: From Here to Eternity
1954: On the Waterfront
1955: Marty
1956: Around the World in 80 Days
1957: The Bridge on the River Kwai
1958: Gigi
1959: Ben-Hur
1960: The Apartment
1961: West Side Story
1962: Lawrence of Arabia
1963: Tom Jones
1964: My Fair Lady
1965: The Sound of Music
1966: A Man for All Seasons
1967: In the Heat of the Night
1968: Oliver!
1969: Midnight Cowboy
1970: Patton
1971: The French Connection
1972: The Godfather
1973: The Sting
1974: The Godfather Part II
1975: One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest
1976: Rocky
1977: Annie Hall
1978: The Deer Hunter
1979: Kramer vs. Kramer
1980: Ordinary People
1981: Chariots of Fire
1982: Gandhi
1983: Terms of Endearment
1984: Amadeus
1985: Out of Africa
1986: Platoon
1987: The Last Emperor
1988: Rain Man
1989: Driving Miss Daisy
1990: Dances With Wolves
1991: The Silence of the Lambs
1992: Unforgiven
1993: Schindler's List
1994: Forrest Gump
1995: Braveheart
1996: The English Patient
1997: Titanic
1998: Shakespeare in Love
1999: American Beauty
2000: Gladiator
2001: A Beautiful Mind
2002: Chicago
2003: The Lord of The Rings: The Return of The King
2004: Million Dollar Baby
2005: Crash
2006: The Departed
2007: No Country for Old Men
2008: Slumdog Millionaire
2009: The Hurt Locker
2010: The King's Speech
Friday, March 25, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
the one with my two favorites
snuggling in bed watching Baby Einstein
snuggling after wrestling on the den floor
enjoying the last night with a bottle together
opening daddy's presents from New York
the one about perspective
Can your attitude change pretty quickly, depending on what's going on in your life? Mine does, a trait I find frustrating. I woke up today, ready to conquer the world and feeling like I was going to get so much accomplished today! I felt great! Then I dropped the bowl of grits as they were coming out of the microwave. No big deal, I thought. As I was cleaning it up I realized the bowl shattered the glass ceramic stove top. Big deal.
All of a sudden instead of feeling like Mrs. Conqueror, I feel like hopping back in bed and sticking my head under the covers to ignore the huge mess I've just made.
So I turn to trusty Google Reader to distract my thoughts. The first three posts I read are from friends who went on really cool vacations over Spring Break. I'm starting to turn green with envy. All of these thoughts start going through my head: "We can't afford a vacation..." "I wish I looked good in a swimsuit like she does..." "Look at all they did! I'd like just one nice meal out..."
The next two posts I read are from a dear friend who is living and serving in South Africa. I read about her joy of being invited to a local home, and the delight at a nice relaxing meal at home with a friend.
The sinfulness of my mind and heart have been utterly exposed this morning. My attitude changes with what I perceive my circumstances to be rather than my attitude being fixed on the truth: I am a child of God, lavished by His love, and covered by His grace. I have great abundance and all that I need.
Going to go and try to live a day marked by grace, gratefulness, and truth.
If you're one of my friends who went on a super fun vacation this past week I hope you know I'm not judging your life, I'm judging my own. Hope your vacation was restful, fun, and taught you something awesome about Jesus!!
All of a sudden instead of feeling like Mrs. Conqueror, I feel like hopping back in bed and sticking my head under the covers to ignore the huge mess I've just made.
So I turn to trusty Google Reader to distract my thoughts. The first three posts I read are from friends who went on really cool vacations over Spring Break. I'm starting to turn green with envy. All of these thoughts start going through my head: "We can't afford a vacation..." "I wish I looked good in a swimsuit like she does..." "Look at all they did! I'd like just one nice meal out..."
The next two posts I read are from a dear friend who is living and serving in South Africa. I read about her joy of being invited to a local home, and the delight at a nice relaxing meal at home with a friend.
The sinfulness of my mind and heart have been utterly exposed this morning. My attitude changes with what I perceive my circumstances to be rather than my attitude being fixed on the truth: I am a child of God, lavished by His love, and covered by His grace. I have great abundance and all that I need.
Going to go and try to live a day marked by grace, gratefulness, and truth.
If you're one of my friends who went on a super fun vacation this past week I hope you know I'm not judging your life, I'm judging my own. Hope your vacation was restful, fun, and taught you something awesome about Jesus!!
Friday, March 18, 2011
the one about Spring Break
Hi. It's been two months since I've posted. Been busy, sick, and busy. The life of a pregnant/wife/mom/homemaker/minister is harder than I thought. But, I'm realizing this is the new normal. Adulthood is hard and busy.
Anyway, I was going to give this whole blog thing up, but thanks to the handful of you who told me you missed me-I'm back. Mainly it was Melanie Dill, seeing as how she was 50% of the reason I started this blog in the first place.
Sunday morning Adam left for a five day mission trip to New York. We had spent the two days prior in Beulah and after church on Sunday I left little Chloe Belle with her Nana so I could have 48 hours to myself. The goal? Clean house, prepare for Nugget (because we've done nothing), and take multiple bubble baths.
I pulled out of the driveway of Adam's parents' house and was absolutely elated. For the first time in a year I was on my own with no responsibility. I was headed to Montgomery to spend the afternoon with my awesome Kate. I called her, proclaimed my complete excitement, hung up the phone, reached the end of Adam's road, and all my happy feelings evaporated. I looked behind me into the backseat: no smiling baby girl. I picked up my cell phone: couldn't call my man. It was horrible. I spent about 20 minutes in an absolute panic. Should I turn back and get her? Had I made a terrible mistake?
Since it wasn't quite Holly's kids' naptime yet, and my sister wasn't answering her phone, I spent the next 45 minutes alone in the car, thinking. I came to a deep realization that filled up every inch of me with gratitude.
My life is grafted into the lives of two people who I absolutely adore. I am married to a man that I don't want to escape, even for an afternoon. He is my best friend, my favorite companion, and my love. I have a little girl who I pour the very best of me into, and it is food for my soul to watch her grow, flourish, and love in return. To say that God has blessed me with these two is a trite understatement. Their presence in my life is a physical manifestation of His goodness.
I spent two days alone with a miserable cold. I'm glad I was alone, as it gave me some time to rest and recover. I spent the next two days cherishing every second with my little one, and I spent last night not sleeping until the 2am arrival of my beloved.
So grateful for a God who loves me, and is in Himself enough. So grateful for these two that He's given me. Just so so grateful.
Happy St. Patrick's day from Chloe Belle!
Anyway, I was going to give this whole blog thing up, but thanks to the handful of you who told me you missed me-I'm back. Mainly it was Melanie Dill, seeing as how she was 50% of the reason I started this blog in the first place.
Sunday morning Adam left for a five day mission trip to New York. We had spent the two days prior in Beulah and after church on Sunday I left little Chloe Belle with her Nana so I could have 48 hours to myself. The goal? Clean house, prepare for Nugget (because we've done nothing), and take multiple bubble baths.
I pulled out of the driveway of Adam's parents' house and was absolutely elated. For the first time in a year I was on my own with no responsibility. I was headed to Montgomery to spend the afternoon with my awesome Kate. I called her, proclaimed my complete excitement, hung up the phone, reached the end of Adam's road, and all my happy feelings evaporated. I looked behind me into the backseat: no smiling baby girl. I picked up my cell phone: couldn't call my man. It was horrible. I spent about 20 minutes in an absolute panic. Should I turn back and get her? Had I made a terrible mistake?
Since it wasn't quite Holly's kids' naptime yet, and my sister wasn't answering her phone, I spent the next 45 minutes alone in the car, thinking. I came to a deep realization that filled up every inch of me with gratitude.
My life is grafted into the lives of two people who I absolutely adore. I am married to a man that I don't want to escape, even for an afternoon. He is my best friend, my favorite companion, and my love. I have a little girl who I pour the very best of me into, and it is food for my soul to watch her grow, flourish, and love in return. To say that God has blessed me with these two is a trite understatement. Their presence in my life is a physical manifestation of His goodness.
I spent two days alone with a miserable cold. I'm glad I was alone, as it gave me some time to rest and recover. I spent the next two days cherishing every second with my little one, and I spent last night not sleeping until the 2am arrival of my beloved.
So grateful for a God who loves me, and is in Himself enough. So grateful for these two that He's given me. Just so so grateful.
Happy St. Patrick's day from Chloe Belle!
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