Saturday, May 31, 2008
Posted by emme at 10:35 PM
Just a note to let you know that I'm still here...
I've been so busy lately I haven't had a chance to post the good, newsy, thoughts-of-my-soul, sort of post I've been longing to. I love to hear from you...for me, there is nothing quite like the thrill I get when I see an email proclaiming "you have received a new comment" sitting in my inbox waiting for me. The honest-to-goodness reason I have comment moderation enabled is not because I am worried about inappropriate comments, but is because I am afraid of missing one! *blushes*
I'll be sharing more about my life soon...you can count on it! Even if I'm the only one reading it, it does wonders for my soul to tap out the thoughts that are stirring in my head and refuse to be quieted; it's somehow heartening to see them neatly typed out and in print.
Thank you so much for the support and encouragement you continually give to me! Truthfully, I've considered abandoning my blog a good many times...mostly because of how time consuming it can be, and as embarrassing as it sounds, if I get an idea in my head that my writing is boring and not up to par, or that I have no one caring to read, I can easily get discouraged and think that it's not worth the effort. I'm always encouraged to keep going, though, by your sweet comments...I think I'd really miss writing here if I ever decided to stop. Who knew blogging could be so much fun?
Posted by emme at 6:28 PM
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Isn't she lovely? The look on her face is perfect and I really like her blue uniform.
It's probably the romantic in me talking, but don't you just love the scene depicted in this poster?
(And don't you just love her red scarf?)
I enjoyed seeing this poster from the Ladies Auxiliary, promoting letter writing to keep up the morale of the soldiers. I treasure war letters (especially those from WWII) and since I enjoy corresponding with a few of the modern day counterparts to these American military men, this poster was doubly special to me.
Posted by emme at 8:57 PM
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Here are, in order, the remaining three movies that Sarah's "Guess and Guess Again" quotes came from.
Both men are cut out of the same cloth and strike up an odd sort of friendship. Ben, ambitious and willing to do anything to get where he wants to go, and Will, pushy and too used to getting his own way, are soon plotting and scheming all sorts of hi-jinks.
Montgomery Clift is brilliant as George Eastman in this 1951 movie. Also starring Elizabeth Taylor (as Angela Vickers), Shelley Winters (as Alice Tripp), and Anne Revere (as Hannah Eastman). George visits a wealthy uncle who had promised him a job opportunity in his large factory, and though he does receive the job, his uncle promptly forgets all about him.
George then falls hard for Angela, a high society girl who is beautiful and charming, but who doesn't take the least notice of him. There is Alice, though. A drab, fellow factory worker who, it is plain to see, thinks George is simply wonderful.
It's interesting to see this story develop; to witness how what might have been a beautiful love story for the characters, ends up being a sad, intriguing story, filled with "what-could-have-been's", as it takes a dark turn when each character simply doesn't notice what the situations really are, or forsakes their morals.
Ballad of a Soldier is a sweet Russian film made in 1959. It tells the story of Aloysha, a nineteen year old boy serving in the Russian army during World War II, and Shura a girl he meets on his journey home to fix his mother's roof...
I wrote a review for this movie previously...if you would like to read the rest of it, you can see it here.
Posted by emme at 12:41 PM
Monday, May 26, 2008
The pages of the calendar have flipped past and Memorial Day has come again. On this day, more so than other days, my thoughts have turned with gratitude to the men and women who gave their lives so that we may be free. How can I ever express what I truly feel in my heart?
Their words whisper to us across the decaying effects of time...and remind us that we've forgotten how much we really have to be thankful for. The very least we can do is support our soldiers. We owe it to them and all those who went before them.
Posted by emme at 6:40 PM
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
My darling sister Sarah loves old movies as much as I do (well, at least nearly as much ☺). She had so much fun with the movie quote guessing game that I posted awhile back, that she just had to make one up herself. She doesn't have a blog of her own, so I was happy to post it here. She came up with some great quotes...from some definite favorite movies. Have fun guessing!
And...here are her quotes!
1. "As the months went past, he came to see the light once more as well as to feel its warmth; to see first the glory of the sun, and then the mild splendour of the moon, and at last the evening star. And then one day, when our firstborn was put into his arms, he could see that the boy had inherited his own eyes as they once were... large, brilliant and black." ---Jane Eyre (1944), guessed by Emma
2. "Remember that night at the Garden, you came down to my dressing room and said, 'Kid, this ain't your night. We're going for the price on Wilson.' Remember that? 'This ain't your night'. My night! I coulda taken Wilson apart!" ---On the Waterfront, guessed by Clare
3. "I already know an awful lot of people and until one of them dies I couldn't possibly meet anyone else."
4. "The truth of God's love is not that he allows bad things to happen. It's His promise that He'll be here with us when they do." ---Love Comes Softly, guessed by Meghan
5. "I made plans, Will, matrimonial plans."
"Now you ain't ever heard me say the word matrimony."
"Well, now, I'm willing to overlook that."
6."I'll go on loving you for as long as I live."
"Love me for the time I have left. Then, forget me."
7. "That is exactly what he should be! Would you want to marry a wicked man?"
"Well, I wouldn't marry anyone who was really wicked, but I think I'd like it if he could be wicked and wouldn't." ---Anne of Avonlea, guessed by Emma
8. "If you take your nose out of the air for one second you'll see you're designer, I'm vintage. You've got a mansion, I've got a five floor walkup. You're a snotty little miss cranky pants and I go with the flow." ---What a Girl Wants, guessed by Meghan
9. "....and you sittin' there waitin' for him, jes' like a spider! " ---Gone with the Wind, guessed by Elisabeth
10. "He might have become a farmer, or a great doctor, or a wonderful father. Who knows what such a boy had it in him to be? But he was, and will remain forever in our memory - a soldier, a hero, and our friend."
Posted by emme at 2:50 PM
Saturday, May 17, 2008
For a quick synopsis from IMDb...Myrna Loy plays serious-minded Judge Margaret Turner, who always pays strict attention to the facts in every situation (personal or professional). She has guardianship of her younger sister Susan (Shirley Temple), a young girl who develops an instant crush on a roguish art lecturer Richard Nugent (Cary Grant) when he gives a lecture at her school. In order to help her get over this crush, Margaret--urged by her uncle Matt (Ray Collins)--gently blackmails Richard into being Susan's beau until the crush wears off. What ensues is a delightful comedy of errors as Richard squires Susan around town, while struggling to deal with an assistant district attorney (the suitably uptight Rudy Vallee) and Susan's own ex-boyfriend Jerry (Johnny Sands) as he falls in love with Margaret (and vice versa).
After first watching the movie as children, my sister and I went around for days quoting the dialogue below. It's just a fun bit of nonsense that goes 'round and 'round again, and even now, every once in awhile, one of us will start it up again...
Richard Nugent: Hey, you remind me of a man.
Susan Turner: What man?
Richard Nugent: Man with the power.
Susan Turner: What power?
Richard Nugent: Power of hoodoo.
Susan Turner: Hoodoo?
Richard Nugent: You do.
Susan Turner: Do what?
Richard Nugent: Remind me of a man...
Posted by emme at 12:32 PM
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Posted by emme at 5:38 PM
Friday, May 9, 2008
Posted by emme at 11:43 PM
I thought I would share a favorite excerpt from one of my "letter" books. I'm fascinated by letters, especially old ones. War letters, love letters, everyday letters, I cherish them all, but war letters, by far, hold a special place in my heart. I have a continually growing collection of "letter" books that I read over and over and I am still touched by their poignancy and depth every time.
I like the fact that you can reach past time and death and get a glimpse of a man's soul from a letter he wrote fifty years ago, when he was still young and unsure. I like the fact that most of the letters in my favorite books were written by ordinary men--men that were brothers and sons, men like the boy down the street--and not by politicians who had all the time in the world to perfect their words. These were battle scarred boys who had never been far from home and were dealing with the harsh realities of war and the enormity of death and dying. These were letters that they scribbled down from a foxhole or bunker, exhausted and soul-weary, but wanting to write home to loved ones just the same.
I like the fact that somehow you can reach down into someones private thoughts and catch a glimpse of their lives--that is so meaningful to me. In this modern world of hustle and bustle with people too busy to sit down and write a real letter, these glimpses have become all the more important.
I always laugh and cry every time I read over my collection again, and there are a special few that send shivers up my spine. There is simply no better way to learn about history--history books are fine in their own right--but I'd rather learn from the men and women who were really there; I'd rather see things through their eyes and be able to feel a little snatch of what they felt when they describe it in their own--sometimes faltering--words.
Somehow, they make me thankful for how truly blessed I really am. Reading their stories, feeling their pain and sadness, joy and fear and uncertainty, somehow lets me feel connected to them in a way that I could never have imagined. It helps me to remember them; to feel that in some small way I am honoring their lives and thanking them for the many things they have done for me--for all of the things I wish I could find the words to say. It makes me proud to be a part of this great country; proud to have "known" such great men.
Posted by emme at 5:18 PM
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Posted by emme at 7:21 PM
Yesterday was my birthday and I had such a lovely day...
My two sweet sisters woke me in the morning with freshly baked raspberry muffins (yum!) and a house decorated with colorful balloons and paper chains (compliments of Elizabeth). There were wildflowers on the table, an out-of-print book from Sarah that I have been aching for, and some lovely handmade gifts from Elizabeth...
Later we drove into town (about an hour and fifteen minutes from home) to do some shopping and go out to dinner. My Daddy works in town, but was too tired after a long day to go with us (and he's not too partial to shopping), so he headed for home as we headed for Bob Evans. *smile* We hardly ever eat at Bob Evans, but when we do for some unexplainable reason I'm always drawn to the pancakes. I'm not even a really big fan of pancakes! I like them well enough, but I certainly don't love them...but for some reason they always seem so good from there! So that is what I ate for dinner. *tee hee!*
After dinner we went shopping! We rarely make it into town and when we do we don't often go shopping, so it's always so fun to me when we are able to--especially if Barnes and Noble is one of the stores...
By the time we had enough of flip flops, sunglasses, movie, and book browsing I think we were all ready to hit Baskin-Robbins. Cake has never really been one of my favorite desserts, but the last few years I've really grown to rarely care for it. Ice cream is my dessert of choice and Baskin-Robbins Mocha Cappuccino Blast is so delicious--the perfect ending to a perfect day!
*sigh* Could anything be lovelier?
P.S. All right, I have to admit....I did give in...I bought another season of I Love Lucy. It's one of my guilty pleasures. But it was my birthday, right? *shhh!*
Posted by emme at 11:23 AM
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Not to live for the day, that would be materialistic - but to treasure the day. I realize that most of us live on the skin--the surface--without appreciating just how wonderful it is simply to be alive at all.
Posted by emme at 6:14 PM
Thursday, May 1, 2008
"I'm sorry for that man," said Mrs. Merrill suddenly. She had not hitherto spoken, standing by her husband, a gaunt, square-built gray woman in wind-whipped calico and check apron. "He's well-to-do and I've always felt he looked down on us because we were poor. But we have our boy...and it don't never matter how poor you are as long as you've got something to love."
Anne looked at Mrs. Merrill with a new respect. Mrs. Merrill was not beautiful, but as her sunken gray eyes met Anne's, something of spirit kinship was acknowledged between them. Anne had never seen Mrs. Merrill before and never saw her again, but she always remembered her as a woman who had attained to the ultimate secret in life.
You were never poor as long as you had something to love.
Posted by emme at 4:14 PM