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A Young Girl’s Dreams

“I will never be able to marry Peter Tork now,” were the words that climbed out of my brain and through the process of thought.

Why did I think that?  I am a 62 year old woman now.  Those are the thoughts of the sweet pre-teen, as she teeny-bopped her way into the world to become the teen, and a child with lights in her eyes, and hope in her heart.

The truth is, I’m really not as old as I look.  I’m still 13.  I’m still 14.  I still have those wishful thoughts, the brightness in my mind’s eye, of a life that is idealistic and full of hope.

The days of youth–the crush on the latest star of television, watching The Dating Game, The Newlywed Game, all with dreams in our eyes.  The beautiful face of youth, the beehive hairdo and the thick eyelashes only made by Maybelline or Max Factor.

Songs that brought us daydreams by The Seekers, The Beach Boys, The Everly Brothers.  Ryan O’Neal and Ali McGraw’s eternal vow that Love means you never have to say you’re sorry.

We all were going to go to California and walk the streets of San Francisco.  Become a beach baby and, like Annette Funicello, have our Frankie fall in love with us.

The young girls’ dream.  Of convertibles, sunshine, movie stars, and living happily ever after.

Well, I have made to the living and the happily ever after is right where it’s at, even though I still have my young girl’s dream.


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Ringing in the 2015

Ringing in the New Year, I honestly had hoped I would be more awake, but it was spent with eyelids closed, and perhaps during the dream phase the ball dropped.  I had intentions (although not every intention) of seeing it happen, but started to lose it when watching (for my first time ever), “Hard Days Night” with The Beatles.  An interesting little flick.  Got a little tedious watching Ringo dance (and dance, and dance…), Paul smoking a cigarette in the background and mostly observing, and John talking and laughing.  The portion I watched seemed to have more of this scene repeated.  Let us not forget the hundreds of teenage girls fawning over them.  They look so young.

Inside Llewyn Davis, My Movie Review

As a child of the 60’s, I loved this movie. The Coen brothers have done well once again.  The photography was great, from the smoky club with it’s brick wall background and low lighting, to the New York apartments, cluttered with photos, old sofas, windows that really opened and closed. You could feel the icy snow in his shoes, the numbness of his foot, his sock dripping wet, outside his shoe.  You could feel his fatigue as he drove the miles between Chicago and NYC.  Pouring his heart out to his father, sitting in the nursing home, he sang a tender song, and got an elderly reaction.  The sister of Llewyn was excellent, and I enjoyed her little kitchen scenery, picking out things in the background, while she yelled at Llewyn for his poor language.  I was right there with Llewyn’s professional and personal rejections, cheering on the inside, hoping he’d “do the right thing,” but understood when he just drove by an opportunity that had been lost (the cockeyed optimist wanted a “happy ending” somewhere).  

There is a lot more to the movie than what I saw, I need to see it a second time.

A word in support of the arts, I saw it at the theater at the Art Mission and Theater in Binghamton, New York.  This is an amazing little theater and showcase for local talent.  I look forward to more opportunities here (www.artmission.org).


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Holiday Cheer

I plunged into the $5 bin at Walmart the other day in search of holiday spirit.  I came up with several goodies.  Who knew you could buy “Home Alone” for just $5?  

“Chitty Chitty Bang Bang!”  

“BIG“

“Princess Bride“

Then I stumbled across a DVD conglomeration of classics, among the titles on this DVD was “Santa Conquers Outer Space.”  Catchy title, Catchy tune that I remembered seeing as a child at the Colonia Theatre in Norwich.  “...hurray for Santa Claus!”  I just had to have it.  Watching it tonight (one must preview before introducing it to grandchildren, after all), I had to laugh at the 1960s mentality of outer space, the robots, the polar bear suit worn by a “fierce” polar bear.  Cute!  Among my recommendation to put any grandparent into the holiday spirit.