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Kubrick and the Craft

Stanley Kubrick's camera on display at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Stanley Kubrick’s camera on display at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art

Last week my husband arrived home from a lengthy Taiwan trip just in time for my birthday. We celebrated by playing hooky, eating ice cream along with all three meals, and attending the Stanley Kubrick exhibit at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art. The exhibit was beautifully curated (complete with red-carpeted floors in the gallery room that was devoted to “The Shining”), and my favorite part was getting to glimpse some of Kubrick’s earliest works and influences. It was particularly inspiring to me to see snapshots from his early career as a photojournalist, and to learn about how admittedly embarrassed he was of his first films…

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Oddities

Bike basket holding a mannequin head – now that I’ve seen this, I can’t help thinking it’s what bike baskets are meant for instead of toting milk and bread

My birthday week was a very satisfying one, filled with productive work hours, phone calls from family, and some much-needed down time. Every day when I arrived home I forced myself to just breathe and relax (if only for a few minutes), and this made me aware of how important it is to make this kind of time for ourselves. I also realized how rare it is for me to actually make this time – to carve out moments in the day that are purely mine and solely about reflection, as opposed to about the imperative of moving from task 7,003 to task 7,004. Sure, there were other delightful oddities within the week that made it easy to relax and live in the moment, but I am going to be diligent from here on out about setting aside more time within each day to just be

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Love, Sweet Nothings

‘Tis Time

A photo of my sweet and I at his company’s holiday party this past weekend, and a birthday present I eagerly await tearing open tomorrow

Tuesday is my birthday, and there really is nothing like this kind of milestone to make a gal ponder time and the all-too-reliable way in which it flies. It’s crazy to think that at this time last year the husband was surprising me with a proposal in a Texan sculpture garden, and it’s even more absurd to fathom that in the year since we have moved halfway across the country, changed jobs, traveled to South America and Europe, made a short film, potty trained a puppy, and – oh yeah- gotten married…

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Bloggy Birthday

Two of my favorites, Marilyn Monroe and cake.

Today this blog turns one year old. That’s right, precisely 365 days ago I sat down to create this little corner of the internet and sent my very first post out into the world. It is alarmingly humbling to think about all I have learned while typing these pages and interacting with you, dear readers; what began as a writing exercise (a.k.a., a way to give this struggling screenwriter daily deadlines and silence her perfectionist nature, spell check be damned) has become so much bigger…This blog has grown into something I see myself scribbling away at indefinitely – something I know will be a part of my life every day for years and years to come. The fact that you have joined me on this journey makes today all that much more meaningful and sweet. Whether you are a newcomer or have been here from the beginning, you inspire me daily to find new things to marvel at in our world, and I can’t wait for our future of optimistic scavenger hunts together.

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Dapper Birthday

Me and my pup on his first birthday - isn't he dapper?

Speaking of milestones, today was my pup’s first birthday and I wouldn’t change a thing. We had a hyperactive play date at the dog park, then came home for an evening of peanut-butter cupcakes and posing for photos with his new bow tie. Yeah, I’m just that kind of proud mama who can’t resist sharing her puppy’s dapper mug with you right now on the off chance that it helps make your day a little sweeter. Claude has truly sweetened my life over the past year, after all, and I feel so grateful that I have his bouncy energy and exploratory, nudgy, wet nose prodding at me to play with him at the end of every long day…Wishing everyone smiles and contentedness the likes of which I feel when I look into Claude’s tired, puppy-dog eyes as I type. Sweet dreams of bow ties and cupcakes to all!

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Looking At You, Kid

Remember how it felt like you were holding a star whenever you caught a firefly? Ah, to poke holes in those metal jar tops again…

This weekend is my beloved’s birthday, so I’ve been spending all non-working hours of late hatching plans for unique desserts and celebrations. I don’t have the money to buy big gifts or fancy dinners, and this means I’ve had to get creative. I don’t want to give away any surprises, but I will say my main goal for the weekend is to make my future hubby feel like a kid again. After all, isn’t a romp into the carefree jungle gyms of 1983 just what the doctor ordered for every busy adult? At the very least, I know thinking about childhood pastimes has made my persistent cold vanish over the last week and a smile appear, so I say screw apples and chomp on the fruits of memory lane every day instead. To help you get started feeling good, goofy and glorious just in time for the weekend, here are some bits of nostalgia that have struck a particular chord with me as I’ve perused party-hat aisles and baby photos…

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Inspiring Tidbits, Sweet Nothings

Creative Births

Birthday candles on a chocolate cake topped with whipped cream, courtesy of Flickr

I was born several eons ago today, back in a strange time when “Billie Jean” was just a glimmer in Michael Jackson’s eye and you could still rent movies on Betamax. In this mythical era, birthdays were an incredibly exciting affair – you pinned tails on donkeys, shook wrapped gifts next to your ear, and wore pointy paper hats like they were going out of style. For adults in a society that values youth, however, birthdays tend to morph into occasions that are all about concealing an unspeakable number and downing whiskey shots until you even forget how to count up to that number. I fed into this culture of youth more than anyone throughout my teens and early twenties, but somewhere along the way I realized my life was actually getting better instead of worse with every passing birthday…Every additional year I spent in the world brought more amazing friends, more self confidence and more knowledge of what it meant to be true to myself, and I now can’t imagine trading these things for the most high-octane youth serum or suped-up time machine…

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