Live music, the ocean, my mother’s artwork, poetry, good fiction, freedom, healthy eating, exercise, Radnor lake, fall, amusement parks, sincere romance, honesty, swing-sets, urban areas, Mexican food, laughter, humility, superb views, godiva chocolate truffles and recees peanut butter cups.
"Then I headed upstairs to find something to wear tonight. I would bathe, rest, dress, and go to search out the company of others. What did we do here but pull ourselves along in this fashion? Never mind our various life circumstances, what I believed was that we had all been flung into the water without having been taught to swim. We ate, we slept, we formed our kaleidoscopic relationships and marched ever foward. We licked chocolate from our fingers. We arranged flowers in vases. We inspected our backsides when we tried on new clothes. We gave ourselves over to art. We elected officials and complained. We stood up for home runs. We marked life passages in ceremonies we attended with impatience and pride. We reached out for new love when what we had died, confessing our unworthiness, confessing our great need. We felt at times that perhaps we really were visitors from another planet. We occasionally wondered if it was true that each of us was making everything up. But this was a wobbly saucer; this was thinking we could not endure; we went back to our elegant denial of unbreachable isolation, to refusing the lesson of being born alone and dying that way too. We went back to loving, to eating, to sleeping, to marching and marching and marching along."
-Elizabeth Berg, "The Year of Pleasures"
"I wanted to be a writer, that's all. I wanted to write about it all. Everything that happens in a moment. The way the flowers looked when you carried them in your arms. This towel, how it smells, how it feels, this thread. All our feelings, yours and mine. The history of it, who we once were. Everything in the world. Everything all mixed up, like it's all mixed up now. And I failed. I failed. No matter what you start with it ends up being so much less. Sheer fucking pride and stupidity."
-The Hours
Coldplay, Dixie Chicks, Tori Amos, Death Cab for Cutie, Eleisha Eagle, Dave Matthews, Sigur Ros, Madonna, Nickelback, Frou Frou, Snow Patrol, Annie Lenox, Sting, Jump Little Children, Moby, Jo Dee Messina, Rascal Flatts, Tracy Chapman
Office Space, Little Miss Sunshine, The Holiday, Fried Green Tomatoes, American Beauty, Little Women, The Shawshank Redemption, When Harry Met Sally, Under the Tuscan Sun, Before Sunrise, After Sunset, The Hours, Lord of the Rings, Erin Brokovich, So I Married An Axe-Murderer, Zoolander, Love Actually, Legally Blonde, About a Boy, Bridget Jones' Diary, Pride and Prejudice, Chronicles of Narnia, It's a Wonderful Life, 13 Going on 30, Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants, The Notebook, Dead Poet’s Society, Serendipity, Crash, Beauty and the Beast... the list never seems to end, I'm OBSESSED with movies.
I am a huge TV fanatic. You know those guys that live for sports teams and feel genuinely depressed when their team doesn’t win? I’m like that – only with regard to TV. I have very strong opinions about what is good TV, and what isn’t. I live for my shows, and I feel super sad if I think that a favorite show of mine is turning into crap or if it dies a tragic, young death. I also reserve the right to be addicted to crappy TV and to spend too much money on DVD collections of my favorite shows that are now off the air.
Current favorites, in order:
The Office
Friday Night Lights
Grey’s Anatomy
ER
Battlestar Galactica
Old favorites, in order:
My So-Called Life
Sex and the City
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Friends
Cosby Show
Arrested Development
Seinfeld
Favorite Authors: Elizabeth Berg, Anne Tyler, Penelope Lively, Joseph Conrad, John Irving, Michael Cunningham
Dumbledore, All the people that I love.