Movie: The Way — go see it!!!

A few weeks ago I ended up going to a screening of The Way when the promotional bus tour stopped in Boston.

The Way - The Movie (poster)

I almost passed it up because it was on a Wednesday night. Wednesday nights are one of my yoga nights, and if I skip yoga, it best be for a very good reason.  As it turned out, my yoga instructor was sick and we had a sub that I wasn’t so sure of, so off to the movies I went! (with a burrito in my purse for dinner — common occurrence when I go to the theater).

This is what I call “a good life decision” (going to the movie instead of yoga that is… although the burrito was a good decision too).  I had watched the trailer earlier in the day and thought the movie sounded good and interesting, but I had no idea how powerful it would really be for me.

Here’s a synopsis from the movie website:

“The Way” is a powerful and inspirational story about family, friends, and the challenges we face while navigating this ever-changing and complicated world. Martin Sheen plays Tom, an American doctor who comes to St. Jean Pied de Port, France to collect the remains of his adult son (played by Emilio Estevez), killed in the Pyrenees in a storm while walking the Camino de Santiago, also known as The Way of Saint James. Rather than return home, Tom decides to embark on the historical pilgrimage to honor his son’s desire to finish the journey. What Tom doesn’t plan on is the profound impact the journey will have on him and his “California Bubble Life.”

Inexperienced as a trekker, Tom soon discovers that he will not be alone on this journey. On “The Way,” Tom meets other pilgrims from around the world, each with their own issues and looking for greater meaning in their lives: a Dutchman (Yorick van Wageningen), a Canadian (Deborah Kara Unger) and an Irish writer (James Nesbitt), who is suffering from a bout of writer’s block.

From the unexpected and, oftentimes, amusing experiences along “The Way,” this unlikely quartet of misfits creates an everlasting bond and Tom begins to learn what it means to be a citizen of the world again. Through Tom’s unresolved relationship with his son, he discovers the difference between “the life we live and the life we choose.”

THE WAY, written and directed by Emilio Estevez, was filmed entirely in Spain and France along the actual Camino de Santiago.

I think that anyone watching the movie will get something out of it. For me, the movie spoke volumes about relationships, and how people come in and out of your life. You’re never quite sure who you’re going to meet, what lesson you’re going to learn from them, and sometimes the lessons surprise you.

Watch the trailer:

And go see The Way.  It comes out Friday, October 7, 2011.

“One is too few, and three is too many”

I keep up with a fair number of blogs, most of which show up on my iGoogle, but a few I get sent directly to my e-mail. Sometimes that’s the best way for me to actually be aware that there’s a new post, sometimes it just gets lost in my inbox. Plus I don’t even know how many little boxes of blogs I have on my main iGoogle page. I sometimes forget to look at them.

So this morning I finally got to a post from Penelope Trunk, the Brazen Careerist that I got a few days ago. I went to her site instead of just reading it in my e-mail, and then decided to click on the “How to Blog” tab on her site. It’s not like I haven’t done this before — numerous times.  I just read it though and thought to myself  “Yup – great advice. I totally agree.”

That does not mean that I actually follow the advice.
This is clearly shown by my lack of posts in (almost) the past year.
And now that’s going to change.

Probably the number one reason (or close up there) why I get stuck:

2. Pick a topic — you can change it when you know what you’re doing.
This is like dating. Pick something that seems good, and if it isn’t, try again. Don’t get hung up on topic. As in dating, you’ll know when you’ve found one that’s the right fit. There are some obvious things, like pick a topic you have a lot to say about, pick something that interests you, pick something that will help your career. This is great advice, but you already know that if you look for a perfect match you’ll never actually go on a date.

Ah, yes. Relate it to dating, and now it totally makes sense to me since it’s a current (fun & interesting) past time  of mine (possibly more on that later — I have a lot to say about that topic).  This also goes back to my first post about how it doesn’t have to be perfect. Clearly I need to be reminded of this, and often — possibly with emblazoned neon lights that are in front of me at all times.  <shrugs shoulders, throws arms up & grins — at least I’m cute, right?>

But yes, the whole topic of blogging (and job searching) can be related to dating and not trying to strive for perfection all the time (among other things).  *sigh*

So now it’s time for a little challenge for myself…. To blog twice a week… for now… just to get me started.

My friend’s Grandmother has a saying “Manhattans are like breasts… One is two few and three is too many.”
Good logic in my mind, particularly about Manhattans, it applies here for me as well at the moment.  One blog post a week is too few, and three is too many.  Although, if I write more than two a week, it’s okay too.

It’s out there.
And now I have to do it.
Because otherwise, we’ll both know if I don’t.
And we don’t want that now, do we?

 

***Update… it’s really my friend’s GREAT Grandma — but the lady knows what she’s talking about when it comes to Manhattan’s 🙂

Batten down the hatch! Hurricane Irene is a comin’!

If you haven’t heard, there’s a hurricane heading up the East Coast.
Hello Irene!

And like everyone else in the path, I’ve been preparing. I went out and got some water, food, light sticks (every place was all out of “D” size batteries), and looked up some new recipes to make. I think it’s sort of like nesting syndrome — when the weather gets bad, I cook. We all need sustenance, right?

Yes, the hurricane is serious business, but the way that media is hyping up every single little thing is a bit much. I got a kick out of the French Toast Alert System, so I made Banana Rum French Toast this afternoon for dinner.

This is what you need:

This picture is minus the maple syrup. I forgot to get that out – whoops!

I cut up the bananas, threw in some rum, vanilla, cinnamon & maple syrup and nuked it for a bit, stirring periodically.

Yum!

I mixed milk, an egg, vanilla, rum & cinnamon together, dunked the bread and put it in a pan to cook.

Mmmmm.

Voila! Banana Rum French Toast!

So yummy and good, but I wasn’t done. Nope. Not at all! It was just sprinkling out and we still had power (Irene wasn’t even close… just her outer bands), therefore I still had time to make something else!

Anyone who knows me is well aware that I like the combination of peanut butter & chocolate. Actually, like isn’t even a strong enough word. I LOVE peanut butter & chocolate together. My favorite times of the year are Halloween, Christmas, Valentine’s Day and Easter — only for the Reese’s Peanut Butter Pumpkins, Trees, Hearts & Eggs. So fresh. So yummy. So much wonderfulness packed into one little form. *sigh*

Any combination of peanut butter & chocolate usually makes me happy though. As a kid, I used to eat Little Debbie Nutty Bars. I also loved them, and every once in a while indulge in them now.  Recently on I was perusing through some food blogs and found Iowa Girl Eats had made Homemade Nutty Bars.

WHAT?!?!?

Hold the phone.  She figured out the right combination and just made it possible to indulge in something I love and feel good about it because it’s healthier!!!!  I’m so giddy with excitement, I can’t handle it.

And a hurricane is the PERFECT reason to make these. If I’ve made them and the power goes out, they’re the prefect food to eat. Peanut butter is protein & filling. Chocolate is just good all around.

I randomly found the same wafers at the little grocery store Friday night as I was getting provisions, so I also picked up chocolate & fresh peanut butter.

I wrote down some quick instructions and went to it.  Kristin said she “…spread a very thin layer of peanut butter on one cracker…”.  Ummm…. I don’t comprehend “thin layer of peanut butter”.

Nope. (Oh, those are all the ingredients you need…. minus the rum… I just hadn’t put it away yet.)

But I understand all of the other directions! (I like peanut butter. Don’t judge.)

Ummmm… blurry picture. Sorry about that. But, I got the melting of the chocolate down perfectly, which is good because there was no going back out in the rain to get more from the grocery store!


Four squares of chocolate later, they’re all ready for the fridge!

And I clean up while I wait…..

Mmmmm…. chocolate!

And 20 minutes later, the finished product!

Bring it Irene…. I’m ready for you!

Except I need more chocolate if I’m going to make more of these….

Watch your ankles!

I live in the city and take public transportation, and honestly you see all sorts of different people, different styles.  To each his or her own in my eyes…. except when I need to fear for the safety of my ankles!!!!

I was on a fairly crowded T ride last week, on my way to meet a friend for dinner when I looked down to secure some proper space for surfing the T and saw this:

spikey sneakers

Yes, folks, those are spikes coming out of the back of those kicks! I couldn’t believe my eyes, so I pulled out my phone and snapped a picture real quick (hence why it’s not the best image — moving train… fear for my ankles).  I really wanted to bend down and see how sharp those spikes were, but decided taking a picture was probably as close as I should get to them.

Thanks to the T, I was also running late, so I texted my friend with this picture and said that if I didn’t make it to the restaurant, it was because these spikes pierced my ankles and I was bleeding to death.

So next time you ride public transportation… watch out for your ankles.

Be gentle with yourself

‎”Be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars. In the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul.” – Max Ehrmann

A friend posted this on FaceBook the other day and it looked familiar for some reason.

 

Well, that’s because it’s one of the many quotes that I have hanging on my wall in my room.  It’s hanging up for a reason.  Well, they all are — to remind me of various things.

This quote is to remind me to be gentle with myself. I’m often not. I need to remember to be though.

 

Musing from the airport – Part Deux

Hello from the Canton-Akron airport!

Well, I made it to Cleveland without issue on the 19th, and now I’m hoping to make it back to Boston the same way.  Boston got hit the day after I left with a snow storm and just the other day with a blizzard, so I thankfully missed all of the chaos.  Now I’m just ready to sleep in my own apartment and get to some projects done before heading back to work in the new year.

And yes, one of the projects is working on my blog some more.

Musings from the airport

I don’t have much time before the flight arrives and I get to board, but I thought I’d pop in for a bit since I know it’s been a while.

I was a bit worried with the warnings of a Nor’easter earlier this week, but it seems to have gone way off over the ocean and we’ll only see very little snow. I’ve had a lot of people thinking positive and praying that I’d get off the ground without a hitch, and I’m extremely grateful (and I know my parents are as well).  I know I have a Franciscan and a Jesuit who would prefer snow, but also wanted me to be able to get home.  I do hope that they are able to see a bit of the white stuff soon 🙂  (just a cosmetic coating!)

The past two years on December 19th, the traveling weather has not been so kind to me.  I’ll go into these stories at another time (2008 was a bit amusing – ATL @ 2:30am isn’t overly exciting).

Off to get ready to board. It’s a full flight and I’m voluntarily checking my bag.  Everything is in my carry on or my backpack for a whole week at home.  And I only brought a pair of flats and the boots I’m wearing.  Be impressed, very impressed (okay, so I’m going shopping while @ home and may very well have to ship stuff back, but that’s not the point).

Breathing easy (compared to the past two years), and signing off until later.