Perchance to Dream

Our new house -

in my dreams.

I've been thinking a lot about where I want to go in my life, and this is one of them. Ireland - not necessarily this specific castle.

So, we're going to make a list.  A pretty list with pretty pictures. A dream list, of sorts.

Destination #1:

Ireland

Destination #2:

New Zealand

Destination #3:

Italy

Destination #4:

Egypt

Destination #5:

South Africa

Destination #6:

Thailand

Destination #7:
Holland

And you can't forget

Destination #8:

England

So that's 1-8.

I want to see the world, and one day I will.

But today I will sit and dream and look at pictures and I'll be happy about it :)

Because I do love Buena Vista (no matter how much I really hate it)

The end.

:)

Books

I always have a hard time before hand figuring out what I want to post about, but once I actually sit down, it doesn't seem that hard.
This post is about books.

Someday ... this will be in my house.

I love books. I love the smell of books, the look of books on my shelf, the way I feel when I read the last words of a book that I have been really into. I slip into a book really easily (well, a good book), and I hate it when I am yanked out of it to go back to the real world. Especially when I'm reading on my lunch break and I have to go back to hell. The alternate realities of books is fascinating, as well as how much I feel like I'm a part of it while I'm reading it. I want to have a library one day. A room dedicated just to books and their awesomeness.
While I was in school and teachers would assign certain books to read, I would always want to read them...but I rarely ever did. I think I read the Odyssey and...that quite possibly is one of the only books in college that I was assigned to read and actually finished. I read lots of those books later, but in the duration of class, I always had trouble. I always thought that after I finished school when I didn't have papers and tests to worry about that I would read more...and I was right. I have always read more outside of school. I think it's because I have to be in the mood to read a book. I have so many that I own that I haven't read, and it's because the mood really does have to strike me to read any book.
I just read the Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath and it was amazing. I can absolutely see how other people wouldn't like it, but I thought it was captivating and I really felt an connection with the narrator. For me, that's what a good book is. Something that draws me in and keeps me there in the story, right with her as she's walking around her house looking for something to tie the silk rope that is hanging around her neck to so that she can kill herself. And I love historical pieces (ok, the 50s weren't that long ago, but I wasn't alive during them, and Sylvia Plath was older than my parents, so it's even a little before their time) written by authors that lived during that time period, so that you can really get a feel for what things were actually like then.
What's my favorite book? Emma by Jane Austen. Hands down.

BBC Emma
The BEST film version of the novel I have seen.

Jane Austen, as always, has wit and humor that rivals all other authors I have read, and her heroine (if you can really call her that...) Emma is unique in the sense that she is so ridiculously flawed, it's a marvel that Mr. Knightley could ever be in love with her, but then you realize that he sees through to the inner Emma that shines though at the end of the novel when she grows up and sheds most of those flaws that you have watched her struggle with through the entire story. THAT'S why I love Emma so much! She progresses and overcomes herself and all of her imperfections - which is what we all need to do. It's more than girl meets boy and then girl and boy hook up, but then split up, but then end up together in the end (which is the plot line of 95% of the romantic comedies in the world). It's so much more.

My dream job
One day I will live in a place like this and I'll be able to read all day.

Alright, I'm done.

Today is a day like every other day

This morning I woke up with the dread of working with the devil.
It actually wasn't that bad.
But if he asks me to do something that I'm already in the middle of doing, I might throw whatever it is I'm working on at him.
Just warnin' ya. But don't warn him, I want it to be a surprise.
I have realized something about myself...a way to get myself out of bed earlier!  Well, there are some mornings that I have to get up about 7 to use the bathroom, go back to bed for a while and then inevitably get up late.  Well, this morning I tricked myself and refused to get up around 7 and it worked! I amazingly got up slightly earlier. Brandon, I think I'm on to something.

Some days I reminisce about the old days at SVU and the good ol' times I used to have, and I think of certain people. I have this old friend that I had a falling out with about 2 years ago, and I miss her.  But I don't miss the drama that surrounded her. But I miss her.  Today I made the first contact I've had with her since I deleted her from Facebook and it makes me sad today.
And this is what else is on my mind today:

Disney World! Someday soon I will go and love it. Love it. Love it. Love it.
And while I'm there....

The Harry Potter theme park! Of-course, Harry Potter is always on my mind, seeing as how I listen to Potter all the time. You know, my post yesterday was about Potter. Am I taking it a little overboard? Quite possibly.

SO, my husband is going back to school and has to read Jane Austen's Emma for one of his classes....AND I'M SO EXCITED! Emma is quite possibly my favorite book ever (favorite single book) and is most definitely my favorite Austen book, and I get to to read it along with Brandon.  WOO HOO!!! I have been trying to get him to read Austen for a while, but he has a hard time with the language, I think. But he has watched the movie, so he knows the plot already, so I think it'll help a lot.

I am amazed at the fact that I have things to say. Not that anyone cares to read them, but the fact that there are things on my mind enough to write them down. Where's my journal?

Quote of the day:
A crazy lady (literally) in Lexington who thinks she's Serena Rothchild (yeah) came into the pharmacy and said "you Lexington people have no vocabulary.  I'm from New York and and am amazed by the simpletons here".....
I ain't sure what you talkin' 'bout woman, but Ginians speak real good.