Film Festin'

Hi Dolls!

Hope this all finds you as fabulous as can be! I have finally had a quiet weekend, with no plans, and I have really enjoyed it.

But, I get antsy.

So, thank goodness I have tons of plans for the upcoming week! In case you didn't already know it from my numerous tweets and Facebook postings, The 6th Annual Macon Film Festival is almost upon us and I cannot even begin to tell you how excited I am.






Terrell Sandefur, Priscilla Esser and a slew of others have worked tirelessly to bring you this fabulous 4 day event (Feb 17-20) in beautiful, historic downtown Macon, GA! This is my first year volunteering and I'll be working two different time slots: Friday, 2-5pm slot for the box office and Saturday, 11-2pm for filmmaker check-in. Come see me!

I will also be attending day and evening screenings, which ohmigoodness, just gives me chills at the fun that is headed my way, not to mention I finally get to see "Get Low". And? AND??? The after parties! (Can I get an Amen, please?) Let me just tell you right now, I am already going through my closet to pick out my "Film Fest Funky" attire, as the fantastic Mr. Sandefur described to me when I asked what the attire was for the festival. Hey! This IS my first festival and I do loves me an excuse to purchase clothes for any reason whatsoever. So, not only have I been devouring my closet, I have purchased a couple of cute things from Jack & Darcy Boutique in Milledgeville. (You can also find Jack & Darcy on Facebook here.)

(Side note: Did you see all those links? I'm pluggin' everyone today!)

In other entertainment news, I spent Wednesday evening playing cards, eating delicious food and enjoying cocktails with three of the coolest people I know: The amazing Mizz Kate McD, George and my new friend, Jettice. We had a litte bit of a half time show where Kate ran out of gas AND killed her battery all within 5 minutes. George and I jet off to save the damsel in distress, then arrive back in time to eat, break out the Uno cards, and fill our glasses with wine and love. After many hours of wine and a gazillion laughs, I do declare that it was totally worth dragging out of bed at 11:30 the next day. I may, or may not, have been hungover.

(Side note: When going out, and it's raining hard, do not under any circumstances wear light colored suede boots. FAIL!)

In the homefront department, I woke up this morning earlier than normal because I had a really bad feeling something was wrong. Oh, was it ever wrong. When I opened my eyes, they went right to my cat, Wesley, who was happily tee-teeing all over a small pile of dirty cloths that I did not put in the hamper. And he was looking me dead in the eyes, daring me to beat the shit out of him. His litter box is clean. Food and water is full. I have no clue what I did that made him mad. All I know is he better be glad he wasn't trying to finish off my previously-mentioned suede boots, because there was about to be a misunderstanding up in here! And, oh-my-god-no-he-didn't, as I'm cleaning it all up and throwing everything in the wash, he jumps his little nappy butt up on the bed, stretches, then curls up and goes to sleep.

Blink.

Blink blink.

That cat is SO VERY LUCKY TO BE ALIVE TODAY. He better be glad that I love him so much. That's all I'm sayin'.






Sparkles 'n kisses!

xoxo

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Where The Wild Things Are

Dear y'all,

As most of you are probably aware by now, the movie "Where The Wild Things Are" is out at the theaters, and doing great, I might add!

When I first saw the previews, I was all excited because I'd read that book MANY, MANY times during my childhood. As a matter of fact, over the years, I've pulled it out of storage and read it just because it was such a magical story. So, naturally, once I found out there was a movie coming out, I immediately knew that I had to find my childhood book and read it.

See, when I was just learning to read, Mama got me in to a book club so that I could read all about fantasy lands and princesses and wonderful creatures and Aesop's Fables and curious monkey's and elephant's named Babar and all that fun stuff. But, "Where The Wild Things Are" was just the best.

(Side note: When I saw the previews, I was all "Oh my God, I loved that book when I was little! I'm surprised they made a movie out of it because I didn't think many people had even heard of that book", and my friend was all "Are you serious?", and I'm all "Yeah!", and he's all "Tammy, every freakin' body read that book when they were little", and I was "Get Out!". I seriously did not know that it was such a popular book. I swear to God, I didn't. I have no clue how that little fact got past me.)

Well, this past Sunday, while at my parents house, I started tearing through all of Mama's "store stuff" places in the house, looking for "Where The Wild Things Are" because I wanted to read it to my niece, Zhen, along with some other of my childhood books. I could still see, very clearly, what the cover of that little hardback looked like:



Of course, you know me and my luck, I couldn't find it. I have a sneaky suspicion that I took the book years ago and have subsequently lost it during cross-country moves, or something like that. I was terribly upset... as was Mama because I had completely destroyed two bedrooms and a suitcase looking for it. Yes, I said suitcase. She has some of those many books stored in an old suitcase that is never used except to store things like that under the bed. (Hey, don't knock it - it works. It's perfect for under-the-bed storage because you can just grab the handle and pull and voilà - there it is.)

Anyway, as I said, I couldn't find the book but we're hoping it's still somewhere in the house or storage building. Time will tell. In the meantime, I did come across some of my other favorites from my childhood that I was able to read to Zhen and she just adored them!


("The Cookie Tree")



("Miss Suzy" and "It Was a Short Summer, Charlie Brown")



("How Fletcher Was Hatched" and "The Terrible Thing That Happened at Our House")


But one of my most awesome ones was this one, that I didn't read to Zhen, but if she ever becomes one, I'm totally gonna compare hers to the old one I had from about 35-ish years ago:



MY BROWNIE BOOK!!!

Oh, I so loved being a Brownie and I read this book all the time! Although I never made it to being a Girl Scout (by then my tomboy-ish-ness had kicked in), I did get to sell the Girl Scout cookies and my Daddy couldn't have been happier because, to this day, he totally has a love affair with Thin Mints.

Hope y'all enjoy "Where The Wild Things Are" and it takes you to that wonderful time in your childhood when everything was just magical!

Sparkles 'n kisses!!!

Love,
Tammy

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