last week on cheap movie tuesday the newly released sex in the city was beckoning. my friend and i headed to a local theatre for the afternoon show only to find a steady stream of strollers and moms....baby tuesday. yep, lights on, sound down low, babies in every seat. we tore across town to another theatre. too old for that.
loved it. two and half hours of laughing and crying, the ultimate chick flick. big, carrie, samantha, charlotte, miranda. gorgeous clothes..gorgeous shoes..gorgeous apartments, well maybe not miranda’s new apartment, but the rest for sure. we brought our own licorice, our own water, broke down and had unbuttered popcorn and vowed that every tuesday for the rest of the summer we will have some fun.
remember that book, tuesdays with morrie, well i am doing tuesdays with rhonda. my rhonda and her husband are in the midst of selling everything they own because they have bought a five room resort on the bahamian island of eleuthera. fifty somethings on the run to fun and sun. a gutsy move and we will all watch them as if they are a test case, a measure of how brave the rest of us can be. rhonda and i go back 25 years, we had cottages next door to each other, houses near each other, we both owned stores across the mall from each other, sons who are best friends, we took holidays together and now, i am spending tuesdays with rhonda because our days are numbered. this is the best friend who taught me about shoes one size too big to allow for swelling, shoes that are just for sitting, never for standing. this friend taught me a lot. and she leaves at the end of the summer. for good.
my sister and I have had the what is really important to us discussion, chanel v. sample size bottles, bike v. car, bookstore v. used or library, clothing from holt Renfrew or from superstore or consignment; cooking with the best ingredients compromising on others that no one will ever notice (begging the question, is it the process or the end result that makes you happiest?)
how do you find your style because it has changed you know and from what we can see, some people haven't noticed that they should change their style or at the very least get a new hairdo. or do we really just need to get rid of the extraneous, sell it, give it away, haul it to the curb and pursue a dream. change the lifestyle.
oprah and the like suggest that we make "dreamboards", collages with your vision. the sister and i had this dialogue and she made a very valid point, does an adult woman give a crap about cutting pictures out of a magazine, if she can find the scissors and then driving to the store to get a piece of bristol board, and who has a glue stick anyway? doesn't it sound a bit like you are doing your kids homework?
how do you decide what the dream is? how do you achieve it? do you just jump and a net will appear?
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