Look what I got... Worthington at Worthy Style has bestowed me with the Sylish Blogger Award (I'm feeling rather blinged out over here. If I could transform the Stylish Blogger badge into gold, I think I'd O.G.... as in Over Gold... and that would be ghetto fabulous). Let's see... let's see... seven things... here we go...
1. I love dreaming. Not daydreaming, but actual deep sleep dreams. I usually have pretty interesting ones. They're like being in little virtual movies while I sleep. (I was in a movie with Bradley Cooper last week. It was AWESOME). Funny thing, people always say that The Husband kind of looks like Bradley. Observe...
Which begs the question... why wasn't I just dreaming about The Husband? And I probably shouldn't let The Husband read this post.
Which begs the question... why wasn't I just dreaming about The Husband? And I probably shouldn't let The Husband read this post.
2. I have a pair of suede Valentino trousers that I love. They are super cool and fit me like a glove (well they will again after I shed the four pounds of baguette and cheese stuck to my backside). For the moment, I merely admire them and think about them while jogging.
3. I can watch Giant with Rock Hudson, Elizabeth Taylor, and James Dean more than any other movie. I never get sick of it. If you haven't seen Giant
, add it to your Netflix queue now. The first time I watched it I was twelve and it was my very first night living in Texas. My mother rented it for us because she had seen it when she was a little girl in Ireland, and it was pretty much the only image of Texas she had. Love that movie. Rock Hudson... S W O O N.
4. The first time I met Papa it was a surprise. A surprise because The Husband didn't tell me I was about to meet him. It was a Saturday morning and I had arrived to Provence the night before for a two week holiday. We had gone out grocery shopping (because you know The Husband had an empty fridge) and on the way back, The Husband stopped at another house. The Husband told me we had to stop for a minute, (but didn't feel it necessary to tell me why, or where we were). We walked through a gate and onto a patio, and there stood an old man (not that old, but older you know) in shorts, with no shirt on, trying to get dog hairs off a suit jacket (we were all going to a wedding that afternoon). The Husband introduced us, I said hello and after the man walked inside I turned to The Husband confused and said, "Who is that man?" Then The Husband said, "my father" and then I gave him a big ol' whack across the arm because sometimes violence is necessary. Like hello? You didn't want to tell me I was meeting your Dad???
5. If you had told me a few years ago that I'd end up living in a tiny village in the south of France with a French Husband I would have fallen off my bar stool laughing (and then ordered another Martini).
6. For two years in Dublin I lived with my Scottish cousin Bibbie (my grandmother and her great-grandmother were sisters). Not only did we live together, but we worked in the same office, and hung out all the time. After two years of pretty much non-stop contact I swear we could reach each other's minds and communicate with only an eye roll and some mmm hmm noises. Being seperated from her feels like I've had a body part amputed. I love The Husband but it's totally different. I miss my Bibbie
7. I believe in charity in whatever form we can give it, whether in time or money, no matter how little the time or the money. And I believe in acts of kindness and goodness. Any little thing that we can do to send out good vibes into the universe and try and make this world a better place is a good thing. Because I believe that we are very fortunate. No matter what troubles that we may have in life, if you are reading this blog post, you are literate, you have access to a computer and the internet, and that automatically makes you better off than millions of other people that share this planet with you. And I believe that we should do at least some little thing to give thanks for our luckiness. Because sometimes life is nothing but a big Roulette wheel. We just happened to end up falling in the right spot. To quote my friend M the croupier (in her heavily accented English), "Place your bets. No more bets."
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Alicia over there at Attempts at Being a Grown Up , I think you've got a lot of style...
4. The first time I met Papa it was a surprise. A surprise because The Husband didn't tell me I was about to meet him. It was a Saturday morning and I had arrived to Provence the night before for a two week holiday. We had gone out grocery shopping (because you know The Husband had an empty fridge) and on the way back, The Husband stopped at another house. The Husband told me we had to stop for a minute, (but didn't feel it necessary to tell me why, or where we were). We walked through a gate and onto a patio, and there stood an old man (not that old, but older you know) in shorts, with no shirt on, trying to get dog hairs off a suit jacket (we were all going to a wedding that afternoon). The Husband introduced us, I said hello and after the man walked inside I turned to The Husband confused and said, "Who is that man?" Then The Husband said, "my father" and then I gave him a big ol' whack across the arm because sometimes violence is necessary. Like hello? You didn't want to tell me I was meeting your Dad???
5. If you had told me a few years ago that I'd end up living in a tiny village in the south of France with a French Husband I would have fallen off my bar stool laughing (and then ordered another Martini).
6. For two years in Dublin I lived with my Scottish cousin Bibbie (my grandmother and her great-grandmother were sisters). Not only did we live together, but we worked in the same office, and hung out all the time. After two years of pretty much non-stop contact I swear we could reach each other's minds and communicate with only an eye roll and some mmm hmm noises. Being seperated from her feels like I've had a body part amputed. I love The Husband but it's totally different. I miss my Bibbie
7. I believe in charity in whatever form we can give it, whether in time or money, no matter how little the time or the money. And I believe in acts of kindness and goodness. Any little thing that we can do to send out good vibes into the universe and try and make this world a better place is a good thing. Because I believe that we are very fortunate. No matter what troubles that we may have in life, if you are reading this blog post, you are literate, you have access to a computer and the internet, and that automatically makes you better off than millions of other people that share this planet with you. And I believe that we should do at least some little thing to give thanks for our luckiness. Because sometimes life is nothing but a big Roulette wheel. We just happened to end up falling in the right spot. To quote my friend M the croupier (in her heavily accented English), "Place your bets. No more bets."
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Alicia over there at Attempts at Being a Grown Up , I think you've got a lot of style...
care to share?
Check you out miss Style! How many is that now? Always adore your little sharing bits...
ReplyDeleteDeserved Award Sarita! Congrats! Muchos besos! Xo
ReplyDeleteWhen I first opened your post I thought it was a photo of The Husband. I do like how happy the two of you are in the second picture. It was nice to learn a little more about you, you have placed "your bets" well.
ReplyDeleteI love this! Your thoughts on charity, taste in movies, and oh my goodness, The Husband DOES look like Bradley Cooper! Before I read that and saw the picture of you two together, however, I thought: Wow. They look like movie stars! Congratulations on your award, Sara, dearest. You deserve it! I, for one, am so glad I found your blog. :)
ReplyDeleteSara, you are right about how lucky we are with or without our troubles and problems, thanks for the reminder!
ReplyDeletePS are you sure you haven't married a movie star?
Nice way to meet the in-law.
ReplyDeleteYou and your awards are indeed Ghetto fabulous. And I wll look out for Giant (not sure we have netflicks in Japan, or have I been cycling 20 minutes to rent DVDs for no reason?)
ReplyDeleteMy over and over movies are Gone with the Wind and Bull Durham. Oh! and Breakfast at Tiffany's. of course
ReplyDeleteHear! Hear! on the charity!
ReplyDeleteOld roommates are fun aren't they? I miss mine. Especially Kayvie in Boston.
Yay! Fun stories and love how you met Papa!
ReplyDeleteHilarious how you meet Papa. Also love #5 :)
ReplyDeleteGreat post :) Congrats on the award!
Your first meeting with your husband's father is not the sort of thing you'd forget.
ReplyDeleteI really love the film Giant too.
Took you to meet his father without warning you? He's lucky you didn't break that arm.
ReplyDeleteGreat post. Oh your hubs does look like Bradley!
ReplyDeleteI haven't seen Giant for years - ok i'm going to track that down and watch it.
First - Loved all that you divulged. To repeat a lot of the other comments, you really do appear to be married to Bradley. A French Bradley. Good work!
ReplyDeleteSecond - Thank you for passing the award to me! This is my very first so you're going to have to give me a little guidance on what the next step is.
Love the Bibbie story - and yes, sister, you have plenty of style. Work that bling! (Wait, can I say that?)
ReplyDeleteClearly you're just the most stylish blogger ever! Congrats on getting this award again, and by the way, #5 made me laugh out loud! I would have reacted the same exact way if I someone told me I'd marry my best friend and move to Arizona without knowing a soul here!
ReplyDeleteI can see the resemblence.
ReplyDeleteMr. A says that I have an unnatural obsession with Bradley Cooper. That probably means that I have an unnatural obsession with your husband. That's weird.
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DANG! Husband DOES look like bradley cooper (who is delicious by the way)
ReplyDeleteAnd how your hubs introduced you (or actually didn't introduce you) to Papa is SOOOOO how my hubs rolls. It drives me insane....how about a little more communication pal?!
Always well deserved!
ReplyDeleteLast week I dreamt that I was dating Wilzie's best friend, P...when I woke up, I was feeling very appreciative of my husband, and he said that dating P would do that to anybody
DEFINITELY look alike! And you do know that Rock Hudson was gay...
ReplyDeleteI'll take a martini, how fun!
ReplyDeleteum, i loved reading your answers/getting to know you more! I hope you have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteThat's neat that you went to Texas Military Institute. Why did you decide to go there?
ReplyDeleteI completely agree with #7. I've met some really kind people lately who're very inspiring and I aspire to be more like them.
ReplyDeleteCongrats with the award!
ReplyDeleteSneak introduction to Papa, not very nice at all! I love all your stories.
ReplyDeleteYour Hubby looks a lot like bradley!! Score for you :)
ReplyDeleteAnd I'll need to check out that movie.
Ooh la lahhh! I'll be another person to say it, but the Husband does look almost exactly like Bradley Cooper - no wonder you're dreaming about him! Double score :) Happy Monday Sara!
ReplyDeleteCONGRATULATIONS! Well deserved, no doubt. And my stars! Your husband could be Bradley's twin, but as he won't be reading this post he won't know he made so many of us swoon. Loved your thoughts on charity...I'm sharing that one with the kiddos!
ReplyDeleteCongrats! Yes, I agree with everyone else...he def looks like Bradley Cooper! Lucky girl you are :) I love Bradley Cooper!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stumbling upon my blog..so that I could discover yours.
ReplyDeleteGoing to follow..you have such a great love story...I don't know how you do it..far away from all you know and in a country where you don't speak the language.
he must be a KEEPER...at least it appears that way from the photo:) SO handsome.
best
C
Hi there!
ReplyDeleteWOW! He looks IDENTICAL to Bradley Cooper! Amazing!
Just stopping by your blog to check it out... I saw this post and had to comment.. A few years back my hubby and I were in L.A. (Sherman Oaks) at the resto- Le Pain Quotidien and Bradley Cooper was sitting right across from our table.. He was alone and seemed to be listening with intent to us speaking in French... haha! My husband said to me quietly- "Isn't that guy over there an actor?" I didn't even know him back then by sight- but VERYYYYY handsome indeed (it was back in April 2008). I had to look him up later on the computer and realized who he was- Oh my! Do you know he also speaks French?! Next time I see him.. (haha)... I'll have to go up to him and say something..
Take care,
Leesa
Congrats, my dear!!! Your blog is really awesome, and love it!
ReplyDeleteOh my and yes, your hubby really looks like, very identical to BRADLEY!! Cool:)
I hope someone bestows me an award too:). Dreaming much? Ha, yes!
Keep on blogging!!