(500) Days of Summer

Just watched this with a free rental credit from Amazon (AVODGIFT – good until 1/3!) – what a great film. Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Zooey Deschanel were perfect choices for the main characters. The non-linear storytelling works really well, as our memories aren’t fixed chronologically and remembering a relationship is like the movie, in fits and spurts, with one memory spurring another. It’s a film where beauty is up front, with an excellent soundtrack, beautiful cinematography, even hip and interesting wardrobe choices. I loved listening to Tom talk about buildings. Architecture is such a key element of the movie, and it’s integrated excellently.

There are some romantic comedy cliches (I am not entirely sure why the long-haired friend is even in the film) but the little sister character was pretty awesome, as cliches go. I loved her saying over wii tennis early in the movie “just because some girl likes the same bizarro crap you do, doesn’t make her your soul mate.” Even though, as the narrator says, it is not a love story, it’s true and real, and not without hope. See it!

Books Read in 2009

My annual January 1st post, where I archive my books read in the previous year. To amuse myself, I categorize them in a new way every year.

with (and for) children
Mr. Popper’s Penguins | Atwater
The Penderwicks | Birdsall
Henry Huggins | Cleary
Henry & the Paper Route | Cleary
Ramona the Pest | Cleary
James & the Giant Peach | Dahl
My Father’s Dragon | Gannett
Josephina | Tripp
Molly: An American Girl | Tripp
Charlotte’s Web | White
Little House in the Big Woods | Wilder

for literacy
The Good Earth | Buck
My Antonia | Cather
Murder in the Cathedral | Eliot
The Remains of the Day | Ishiguro
Love in the Ruins | Percy
Midnight’s Children | Rushdie
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn | Smith
Scoop | Waugh

to learn
Your Five Year Old | Ames
The Spirit Catches You and You Fall Down | Fadiman
Same Kind of Different as Me | Hall & Moore
Collapse of Distinction | McKain
Jesus Girls | ed. Notess
Not the Way It’s Supposed to Be | Plantinga
Fast Track Photographer | Sanders
Womenomics | Shipman & Kay
Notes from the Tilt-A-Whirl | Wilson

just because
Boomtown | anon
Forest of the Pygmies | Allende
The Memory of Old Jack | Berry
The Yiddish Policemen’s Union | Chabon
Belong to Me | de los Santos
Anansi Boys | Gaiman
Breaking Dawn | Meyer
Bel Canto | Patchett
Home: A Novel | Robinson
The Human Stain | Roth
The Complete Persepolis | Satrapi
The Help | Stockett

just Anne
Anne of Green Gables | Montgomery
Anne Of Avonlea | Montgomery
Anne Of the Island | Montgomery
Anne of Windy Poplars | Montgomery
Anne’s House of Dreams | Montgomery
Anne of Ingleside | Montgomery
Rainbow Valley | Montgomery
Rilla of Ingleside | Montgomery

I so appreciate being able to look over my old annual lists on the blog, back to 2004. Thanks for humoring me.

Another Year Ends & Then Begins

This isn’t the first time I’ve used this blog title, but it’s a good line from a good song (wonderland by mike garrigan, in his collapsis days). The bridge is: “And I’m going to hang on till the end / And all that could mean / Another year ends and then begins / It’s all just a dream / Still I’m going to love you where I stand / If I stand at all / Still I’m going to do the best I can.” It’s one of those songs that comes to me a lot, in the inaudible soundtrack that scores my life.

Today marks the end of my 31 day challenge of daily blogging. The kick in the pants has been good for me, and I hope to keep writing more here. Better yet, I resolve to.

Today also marks the end of a year, and a decade (I know, some people have big feelings about that and consider decades run from 1-10, but I am going to go with the majority on this one.) It’s been a long year, and a hard one, but the decade has been so short, so full. Time is a funny thing: the seconds press forward with regimented regularity, but the pace can vary from a crawl to a sprint.

New years bring new hopes, which is why people are so prone to resolutions. I hope, too. I could fills pages and volumes and shelves of libraries full of hopes. Mostly, I am resolving to do the best I can, and to be satisfied with that. To long, but to rest.

Sharing a Name

An excess of twitter followers, random emails, international phone calls in the middle of the night…

sharing a name with a star can be really trying.

Same Kind of Different as Me

We all experience poverty. Our poverty may not all be monetary, but we experience loss and lack. This story captures one man’s discovery of his own poverty, after growing up working class and accumulating wealth through good luck and a savvy eye for art. It’s also a story about dignity and friendship and worth, a story that will move readers to consider the way they look at the people they encounter from day-to-day.

This is not a how-to book, not a duplicable way to fight poverty or homelessness. In many ways, the Halls break the “rules” of ministry to the poor. It was interesting to read the book considering some of those ideas. It took cancer and helplessness for Denver to bring some equity to the relationship through his prayer and steadfastness to the Halls. Denver continued to doubt the validity of their relationship for a long time. Readers are sure to understand that this friendship has been a lot of work for both parties involved.

As my friend Krys aptly put, the story carries this book far more than the writing. Both voices can be tedious and difficult, but the fact that the story is true helped me to press on through. (6.5/10, interact on goodreads.)

We Went to the Movies

This is pretty momentous. Going to the movies as a couple is typically more or less a non-option between the cost of tickets and the cost of babysitting. Dates are scarce enough, movies are just over the top. (Especially with our HBO included rental, the library, and redbox.)

Not only did we see a movie in the actual theatre… we saw TWO in two days. I am not a movie critic, and don’t feel as comfortable reviewing a film as I do a book, but I’ll do it anyway.

Michael’s choice was Sherlock Holmes. We both loved it. He’d see it again tonight if I would let him. It’s really well done, the acting is great, the colors and conception are both excellent, it’s one I envision we will end up owning.

My choice was Up in the Air. I loved Thank You for Smoking and Juno and think Jason Reitman may just be the go-to guy making real movies about life in our generation and I wanted to support it. It was a fantastic film. You ought to see it. It’s a thoughtful film that explores community, why we need it, how we figure out that we do… in a smart and beautiful way with characters that are real and deeply flawed. Even the editing stood out to me for how well it captured different aspects of the film. I am looking forward to digesting it more over days and viewings to come.

The Help by Kathryn Stockett

The Help has been THE book of the year, and I didn’t want to let 2009 pass by without reading it.

If you’re one of the few who hasn’t heard of it, it’s set in the civil rights era in Jackson, Mississippi and tells the stories of three women: one white, young and privileged, and two older black housemaids. Capturing some of the major perspectives of the time while weaving in the personal journeys of the three narrators, it is with good reason that Stockett’s first novel has been a smashing success. Once I got into the rhythm of the voices, I literally couldn’t put it down.

In the tradition of all good writers, but particularly Southern writers, Stockett is a very capable and engrossing storyteller, and readers are easily attached to the characters. Though some of the story feels like it feeds on stereotypes, I appreciated the depth of such touches as the most vitriolic segregationist being a sweet and tender mother, more attached to her children than many of the other Junior League types. The women of this time were anything but simple, and Stockett is sure to help readers to understand that.

I borrowed this copy but I will be acquiring my own as it well deserves a place in our family library. (9.5/10, interact on goodreads)

The Penderwicks by Jeanne Birdsall

With its Latin-speaking father, spunky children and old-fashioned adventures, this book feels as if it could have been written 50 years ago. It’s literary and insightful, and treats the subjects with dignity, something children will recognize and delight in. I would highly recommend it for any family bookshelf, though parents ought to know that there is some unrequited pining by one of the sisters and some other topics that may be confusing to very young readers, though not wholly inappropriate. Considering this is Birdsall’s first novel, I am delighted to see what else she churns out. There’s another Penderwick novel written, and three more planned, and I can’t wait to see what adventures Rosalind, Skye, Jane and Batty get into! (8/10, interact on goodreads.)

A Very Merry Christmas

So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
Ans so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
| John Lennon |

little tree

This reminds me so much of our little tree. I’ve read it to the children many times this year.

* * *

little tree
little silent Christmas tree
you are so little
you are more like a flower

who found you in the green forest
and were you very sorry to come away?
see i will comfort you
because you smell so sweetly

i will kiss your cool bark
and hug you safe and tight
just as your mother would,
only don’t be afraid

look the spangles
that sleep all the year in a dark box
dreaming of being taken out and allowed to shine,
the balls the chains red and gold the fluffy threads,

put up your little arms
and i’ll give them all to you to hold
every finger shall have its ring
and there won’t be a single place dark or unhappy

then when you’re quite dressed
you’ll stand in the window for everyone to see
and how they’ll stare!
oh but you’ll be very proud

and my little sister and i will take hands
and looking up at our beautiful tree
we’ll dance and sing
“Noel Noel”
|ee cummings|

Today Felt Like Christmas

Michael and I watched Love Actually, which is my favorite Christmas movie. It’s a motley crew mash-up of every classic romantic comedy storyline, but I love it and I’m not ashamed to admit it. Watching it has become an annual tradition for us. What’s your favorite Christmas movie? Honorable mentions are hereby awarded to A Christmas Story and Elf.

Happy Birthday, Lexi!

Watch over thy child, Lexi, O Lord, as her days increase; bless and guide her wherever she may be, keeping her unspotted from the world. Strengthen her when she stands; comfort her when discouraged or sorrowful; raise her up if she fall; and in her heart may thy peace which passeth understanding abide all the days of her life; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.