My friend/acquaintance/person whose blog I stalk, Denae Harlow (or D-Dawg), has been doing "Love Week" for many years. The week around Valentine's Day she blogs about different things she loves. I have been promised recently that if I remember to be grateful, my troubles would fade away. I've also been troubled recently (don't worry, nothing serious) and thought that maybe thinking about things I love can somehow qualify as being grateful. They're kind of the same right? I've never participated in Love Week before but have always secretly wanted to -- so here's to giving it a shot. And I apologize if any of it seems to turn into "Gratitude Week". Again, they're kind of the same right?
First off I LOVE this!!!
For the last 2 years my friend Annette and I have been in charge of programs, posters and publicity for the High School play. This year they are performing "The Sound of Music". We like recreating the familiar movie poster for our promos. Of course I keep saying "we", but what I really mean is Annette. She is a whiz at everything photoshop and graphics. I just bask in the glory that comes since we both have the assignment, she just does all the work. Here is what she came up with this year. I ask you, could it be any more adorable? I submit that it could not!
The other thing that makes this so neat is that the part of Maria is played by my sweet, young friend Shaelyn Eggers. She is super amazing, talented and smart. Not to mention, cute and so nice. AND to top it off all that green grass, blue sky and pretty mountains are right here Hollister. Ahhhh, I love where we live.
So if you are enticed by this beautiful poster, you can come see Shae and all the other kids (including 2 of mine) in the Sound of Music. March 13 and 14, and 21, 22 & 23. (See, this is what I do for our job - Annette does stunning posters and I post dates about the performance, HA!)
Also, in keeping with "Love Week".
I love this guy:
Since it is Valentine's Day this week I know I should probably save talking about my Valentine until closer to the actual date, but I felt I needed to write about him now.
You see, last night I had a dream that Brad was killed in a car crash. In the dream there was a replacement guy for me - a new husband. I think he might have been the guy left alive after the accident. He was attractive, helpful and very kind. I knew this because I interacted with him for most of the dream (which was more like an action movie than real life). In the end when everything calmed down and I saw the guy across the road looking down at his shoe and was about to go to him. I realized I didn't want to go to him. I wanted Brad. I had a big empty hole in my chest and my hurt hands didn't matter any more in comparison. I didn't know what I was going to do. So, like any sensible person would, I woke up. Brad was still there. We were still married, and I was glad. I Love Him!!
Happy love week to you all!