Some of my All Time Favorite Movies

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These are in no particular order and I just picked the first ten that popped in my head, plus one more for good measure . These are some of my all time favorite movies, movie quotes and movie clips. I don’t consider myself a Movie buff but if I like a movie I will watch it over and over and over…

P.S. Guys, they are not all Chick flicks I promise!

DIRTY DANCING

“Nobody puts baby in a corner” Johnny Castle

Summer of 1963, first love, Patrick Swayze  as the steamy, unforgettable Johnny Castle. Fabulous music playing on every turn table.  I have watched this movie so many times I can’t count. I especially like to watch it when it is raining outside. I adore this coming of age classic drama and if you don’t have anything good to say about it just get off my blog! Kidding, We are all entitled to our own opinions but if you can’t find anything to like about this movie I will be shocked. I am a sucker for “The lift” scene!

Crazy Stupid Love

A guy actually told me to watch this movie. I watched it every single day the following week. Emma Stone is such a talented and likable young actress and Ryan Gosling owns the part of Jacob. Julianne Moore and Steve Carrell are so beautifully flawed and remarkably endearing!

Emma Stone as Hannah ” I’m here to bang the hot guy who hit on me at the bar”

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“FUCK!, Seriously? it’s like you’re Photoshopped!”

Ryan Gosling as Jacob “The war between the sexes is over. We won the second women started doing pole dancing for exercise”

Then there is the LIFT!! The Dirty Dancing LIFT again!

YOUR WELCOME 😉

Grand Torino

I am a big Clint Eastwood fan “Make my Day!” is history! He plays all of his characters so well but I fell in love with him as Walt in Gran Torino. He used every known racial slur and even ones we couldn’t imagine but deep down he had such an amazing heart. (But still a BAD ASS!)

Clint Eastwood as Walt “I used to stack fucks likes you five feet high in Korea… use ya for sand bags”

PSYCHO

The original because remaking this movie was ridiculous! Anthony Perkins as Norman Bates was one of the most memorable characters ever portrayed. Alfred Hitchcock’s brilliance can not and should not be messed with!

Ten to Midnight

My favorite Vigilante ever, Charles Bronson as LA PD/Vigilante Leo Kessler in one of my favorite Police Drama, Slasher film.

Carlitos Way

Al Pacino, Sean Penn, Penelope ann Miller and Viggo Mortenson finely portray their characters in this gangster drama set in the Bronx in 1975. Al Pacinos “Carlito” is a character in my heart forever.

Carlito “There is a line you cross, you don’t never come back from. Point of no return. Dave crossed it. I’m here with him. That’s means I am going along for the ride. The whole ride. All the way to the end of the line, wherever that is”

The Beach

It all starts when Richard (Leonardo DeCaprio) finds himself in Thailand and in possession of a secret map leading to a solitary beach paradise! Is Paradise all it is cracked up to be.

The Departed

Leonardo, Matt Damon, Jack Nicholson, Mark Wahlberg, several good reasons to watch this mob drama. Plot twists and turns, family, love, betrayal. A must see!!

Donnie Brasco

A true crime/mob movie with Al Pacino and Johnny Depp. That is reason enough. I think I like mob movies. It is not normally my genre but the few I have listed I have watched over and over. The characters draw me in and make all the shooting bearable. Joseph Pistone is  an undercover FBI agent who infiltrates the mob as Donnie Brasco and finds his two lives colliding.

Joseph Pistone “All my life I’ve tried to be the good guy, the guy in the white fucking hat. And for what? For nothing. I’m not becoming like them; I am them”

The Notebook

Nicholas Sparks Romance novel come to brilliant life because of the glowing character portrayal of Noah and Ally by Ryan Gosling, James Garner, Rachel McAdam and Gena Rowland, Has anyone out there not seen this movie? Love and all the angst to go with it!!

Fight Scene

Kiss In the rain

If you’re a bird, I’m a bird!

Friday

It wouldn’t be right if I didn’t include this movie because I have watched it so many times I have the lines memorized. It a silly stoner movie about scheming neighborhood crackheads. Smoky and Craig played by Chris Tucker and Ice Cube are so enjoyable to watch. A laugh out loud movie but don’t bother with part two. Great soundtrack too.

Craig Jones: We ain’t got no sugar.
Smokey: No sugar? Damn. Y’all ain’t never got two things that match. Either y’all got Kool-aid, no sugar. Peanut butter, no jelly. Ham, no burger. Daaamn.

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For those of you reading this late you are getting two bonus movies, my favorite fantasy Films…

Spirited Away

This Japanese animated movie scared the shit out of my daughter but she just asked to watch it now, she is 13 now and not afraid of a damn thing. I loved it, found it magical. A sullen ten year old girl moving to a new neighborhood enters an alternate reality. 

Pan’s Labyrinth

This movie is subtitled but give it a couple of minutes and you will forget.

Pan’s Labyrinth takes place in Spain in May–June 1944, five years after the Spanish Civil War, during the early Francoist period. The narrative of the film interweaves this real world with a fantasy world centered around an overgrown abandoned labyrinth and a mysterious faun creature, with which the main character, Ofelia, interacts. Ofelia’s stepfather, the Falangist Captain Vidal, hunts the Spanish Maquis who fight against the Francoist regime in the region, while Ofelia’s pregnant mother grows increasingly ill. Ofelia meets several strange and magical creatures who become central to her story, leading her through the trials of the old labyrinth garden.

Goodnight

Michelle

Daily Prompt: No Longer a Mere Mortal

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  DAILY PROMPT: You’ve imbibed a special potion that makes you immortal. Now that you’ve got forever, what changes will you make in your life? How will you live life differently, knowing you’ll always be around to be accountable for your actions?  Photographers, artists, poets: show us LONGEVITY.

The potion was tasteless but immediately the aftertaste was bittersweet. In a moment of hot summer euphoria I had given myself the gift of forever. I shot it back like a cheap shot of tequila in a dive bar. No lemon, no salt, just straight up like a champ!

Now I was faced with an eternity of decisions and the knowledge that I would outlive everyone I had ever known. I would say goodbye to my husband and helplessly watch my children take their last breaths and leave the mortal world. Would I live forever in sadness and mourning for all that I had once loved? Would I plant every inch of my property with new and vibrant flowers, knowing that I could anticipate their return year after year for all of eternity? Would I spend my days lazy and carefree knowing that there were many more to come?

I sat back in my patio chair allowing the hot sun to wash over my face with it’s splendid presence. A slight breeze tickled my nose, perhaps promising many a sunny day in my future.

I vowed then to see the sun from many different places. I will travel and seek wisdom, knowledge and experience all the universe offers to me. I will visit Rome, once the most powerful civilization in the world. I will seek answers from it’s people. I will visit the Eiffel Tower and the Statue of Liberty and Shakespeare’s England. From the ruins of Athens to the wonders of Egypt I will seek and I will find. Prague, Hong Kong, Berlin, Nepal, so many places and a lifetime of questions.

I will love again when all those I have loved have gone. For certain it will be a different love but love all the same.

I will thirst and hunger for the knowledge to fuel my journey and share it as if I I were sharing wealth with the poor so that those I love along the way can live their short lives with the power of promise and the secrets of what once was and what is to be. I will teach people to live their short lives fuller and smarter, allowing for abundant happiness and love.

In a moment I chose never ending life. Forever I will choose to live it. I am immortal, but knowledge will be my true power.

 

Nakusp, British Columbia

Nakusp, British Columbia

This is for the WordPress photo a day challenge for FORWARD. Looking forward to next weekend when we take the 9 hour trip to beautiful Nakusp for a relaxing mini vacation on a private beach on Lower Arrow Lakes overlooking the mountains. They are in the midst of a heat wave so the water will be a great idea. This place is magical and so very good for my soul. It brings us closer to nature and to each other. Looking FORWARD with happy anticipation.

Thousand Acre Heart Part 15 -Give Me A Reason

It’s in the stars
It’s been written in the scars on our hearts
We’re not broken just bent
And we can learn to love again

My last post made my husband rather anxious because he very much likes living in the present and I know that revisiting a very difficult time in our lives certainly had the potential to bring up some very unhappy memories and create a lot of angst. I remember that there was a time when I thought that the scars from that time would never I heal, I believed that even though I could hide them they would always be lingering at the surface of my well being ready to open and bleed out all over my life.

I wrote some fairly detailed accounts of the three and a half weeks we were apart. When you say it out loud it seems like a short enough period of time but I can assure you a lifetime of events happened during that time. Not just in the time that we were apart but in the time it took us to truly find our way back. We used to be friends and lovers and now we were suspended in the uncertain place in between, feeling lost and unsure. There was a whole world in between us and if we were truly ready to fight for our marriage we needed to prepare for the fight of our lives.

A lot of my writing is in my drafts folder. I contemplated which parts were really important to this story. To me every little bit of it is important in it’s own way but I decided to save the insane drama for the movie 😉

It goes without saying that we decided to work things out. We absolutely had the best of intentions in wanting to keep our family together and fix our broken marriage but I think both of us were naive with respect to the amount of time, work and patience that would require. Neither of us was ready to be together but the thought of being apart was scarier. I know both of us considered what would happen if we took too long to figure things out and the other moved on. We were having an extremely difficult time fitting into each others present but ultimately we were certain that we belonged in each others future.

During that time I became someone I didn’t recognize. Instead of focusing on what we needed to do to move forward my gears were focused solely on Kirk leaving and how much that hurt me. I was consumed by hurt and anger and for a very long time I refused to let go of any of it. I held unto it the way a child hangs on to their blankie. I thought it protected me. I thought if I protected myself from loving again I would never be hurt. Much later I would learn that the real strength is in allowing yourself to love and be loved.

Eventually we started to make a little progress at least being honest with each other about our fears, insecurities and where we felt we stood. Something about honesty  catapults you into a fearless place of acceptance and allows you to either walk away or move forward. We felt hopeful but I was definitely not ready to live in the moment. I felt a little lost, sometimes like I was on the verge of breaking down.

We had started to go to marriage counselling early on and I loved our therapist. She had been through similar martial problems and her experience was valuable to me.

She had gone back to school when her kids were older and was now running a successful private practice. She recounted to me how hard she worked for it and that her husband, initially proud began to feel lonely and not needed which led to an affair with their riding instructor.

That was so telling for me. Men instinctively want to be needed and depended on. Men often have a hard time with strong, independent women. It is a constant struggle of balance for women to maintain their strength while being just vulnerable enough to allow ourselves to be loved.

We graduated marriage counselling way to soon. We had all the tools and promises to fix us but I was still stuck. I just refused to let go of any of the pain and anger and I tortured myself with it for years. I wasted several years caught up in the blame game. Kirk never ever expected or asked me to be accountable for anything that happened but I think until I did admit to my own part  I was not being honest and I was hurting myself even more then I hurt him. 

A memory that sticks in my head of this time is how I worked 12 hour shifts and I would be driving home and as soon as I would get to the driveway I would get that heavy feeling in my chest. Another uncomfortable night trying to force ourselves to enjoy each others company.

I checked on the kids snug in their beds and busied myself tidying the kitchen. Kirk came upstairs and coaxed me downstairs. He wanted to show me something. I had told him once about this old song my grandmother liked by Don Williams (below), Kirk put the song on and he asked me to dance. I was hesitant at first but he insisted. I wasn’t allowed to talk, just dance. There is something very honest and intimate about dancing in someones arms with no words exchanged. I think more was said between us in those few quiet moments as we looked into each other’s eyes then had been communicated in months. Our eyes both welled up a little, there is no doubt mine started first. It felt like we made a silent promise to each other to try harder.

Late Sunday night  we were sitting in the back of Kirk’s truck listening to 80s tunes on satellite radio, cause we are that cool…and when this subject came up Kirk said how happy he was that we made the right decision all those years ago. I can talk about it all now because I know that the past can’t hurt me. It was a damn long road to happiness and  we earned every single mile. It does however bring me a tear when I think “what if?”

UPDATE: Several parts of Edmonton experience flooding

Global News

EDMONTON – Heavy rain and backed up drains in the City of Edmonton caused flooding in several areas and even shut down traffic on Tuesday.

“The rain has generated a number of calls to the City of Edmonton… mostly related to street flooding, catch basins being plugged, and we are responding to those,” explained Chris Ward, Manager of drainage services for the city.

Firefighters were called out to Edmonton’s Cloverdale neighbourhood early Tuesday afternoon, after the street began to flood.

The area of 98 Avenue and 92 Street was covered in shin-deep water around 1 p.m. Tuesday.

Emergency crews and city employees were on scene addressing the situation:

One resident describes the flooding as frustrating.

“This happened a couple of years back. It wasn’t as bad as you see here now… but the city has a system in place to evacuate the water from here, and it always seems to…

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Thousand Acre Heart-Part 12

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I am eating cookies in bed, that is how my day went. After a long day I was relaxing and chatting with Kirk online (he is up North in Kearl Lake). We were both in a playful mood, our conversation was very fun and flirty until Morgan informed me that the coldroom and laundry room was flooded. Instant buzz kill. It was pretty tense here for awhile but equipped with Kirks snowmobile boots, a fire poker 40 soaking towells and my phone (for frantically texting Kirk) I managed to fix the pump and twart any further disaster.  I am not happy about the mess but on the bright side, because of the floor drain in the laundry room the main rec room area was not affected and being forced to clean out the cold room is a good thing. See Kirk I am not even going to mention who filled the cold room with unnecessary crap!!

So to continue where I left you I frantically called Kirk and told him to get there fast and then I called my Mom. Dr Clague said they would induce me at 5:30. Between 5:30 and 6:30 nothing was happening. We were all just joking around with the nurses. At 6:30 I started to feel a significant amount of discomfort and got quiet immediately. I threw up in the bathroom which was a sure sign of hard labour. When the contactions began they were one on top of another. In the same fashion as my other pregnancies I went from zero to sixty in minutes. I guess Kirk mistook my sudden silence for boredom because he said to the nurse “when does labor start?” I was breathing mid contraction and looked at the nurse wide-eyed as if to say “is he friggin kidding me?

The nurse asked Kirk if there was somewhere he needed to be. Poor Kirk had missed Morgans birth so he really just didn’t know what to expect. All he had really seen of actual labour was exaggerated on tv and in movies.

He was great at keeping cold wash clothes on my forehead. It was unbearably warm and trying to keep me cool was a full time job for Mom and Kirk. I started pushing shortly after seven. I was expecting Haley to come into the world in a few pushes. I was getting the regular encouragement “she’s right there, we see her head, she’s coming” I was pushing for everything I was worth. Let’s just say if pushing were an Olympic sport I was going for gold. I thought that Kirk should go to the other side of the room prepared to catch. I pictured her flying across the room like a football.

I recall the doctor saying something about her being stuck. I remember thinking WTF does that mean? I wanted to ask but could barely muster a breath between contractions let alone a question. Turns out her umbilical chord was wrapped around her neck. Once removed she made a speedy entry into our world! Haley Jade Catherine DeBay was born @ 7:45 pm on April 29, 2004.

She was healthy but earlier then the doctors had originally thought and in a certain amount of distress from me pushing with a chord wrapped around her. She was creamy white…full of vermix. She looked like someone had slathered her up with cold cream. She had a headful of dark curls and a beautiful button nose.

Our first picture with her she is in an incubator. I felt completly different about her then I had with Morgan and Jeffrey initially. I felt very protective, I guess that is definitely a parental trait but it lacked that warm and fuzzy feeling because I so badly wanted to make her strong enough to bring her home. I am sure anyone who has ever had a preemie has felt this on a much larger scale. Her first month, even after bringing her home she was so sleepy I had to wake her for feedings and coax her to feed. It felt like a job. She didn’t look at me, she didn’t brighten at the sound of my voice. I silently worried a lot about not bonding with her the way I did Morgan. After the first four weeks once I chubbed her up and she became more alert things changed instantly. She has been an ongoing joy!

I always felt very differently about my girls. Morgan in glorious teenhood likes to say we love Haley more, we always take her side. Truth is I love Haley differently then I do Morgan. She has always been smart and fiercely independent. She has a very analytical mind like her Dad. Morgan is softer, led more by her heart. As smart as she is I worry about her being led astray by her caring and trusting ways. I want her to know how beautiful she is. I want her know that she is smart and that she can be anything she wants. I want her to know that SHE is the person to impress and please. I want her not to seek validation from friends and boys. I want her to pat herself on the back for a job well done and when she fails I want her to have the strength to get back up and try again. Haley at 9 has these tools. She hasn’t let the world beat her down. She told me one day that she will never be able to please everyone but she is happy being herself. Jeffrey and Morgan are a lot alike. They know what they want and they can dream a life for themselves but sometimes overlook the harsh realities that can get in the way of those dreams. Dreams take hard work to make them happen! I heard a saying recently about a mothers constant challenge “the right mix of kindness and dicipline” I think all of my children will agree that I can be a good and fun friend but I will never sugar coat the realties of life!! Life is hard. Prepare!!

This is short and I apologize. I am catching up from a whirlwind visit with my family in Nova Scotia and my new granddaughter. Sometimes I still have to pinch myself to see if it is all real.

P.S for those of you twitterbugs, follow @1000acreheart

Thanks for dropping by, be back soon. I will leave you with a sneak peek of beautiful Gracie. ♥
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