Ramblings from Becca. Movie recommendations. Random quotes. A little bit of weird.
Monday, September 11, 2006
Monday Poll
If you could have lunch with anyone, who would it be? (yes, you can pick someone who has passed away.)
Movie of the Day: School of Rock. Slow start, but then it's funny.
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My mother, who desperately fought to stay alive long enough to see her first grandchild be born, but who did not win that battle. That granddaughter is now 20 years old and I have so much to tell her/ask her!
My maternal Grandmother, who died in 1975. She is in my heart everyday, as is my paternal Grandmoter. But, think lunch with Grandma G. would be the most interesting, as she died at age 75, much sooner than any of us expected.
I used to have long conversations with Grandma E. in the nursing home when I was home, but never had a chance to have long conversations with Grandma G.
My maternal Grandmother, who died in 1975. She is in my heart everyday, as is my paternal Grandmoter. But, think lunch with Grandma G. would be the most interesting, as she died at age 75, much sooner than any of us expected.
I used to have long conversations with Grandma E. in the nursing home when I was home, but never had a chance to have long conversations with Grandma G.
I enjoy eating lunch with you, but I would pick my grandma. I miss her and have so much to share with her and to ask her that I wish I would have done.
Since am not big on eating with dead people, I would choose George Clooney. I know, I know, how shallow of me. I'm in a shallow mood, and he is oh so yummy.
was thinking about it last night, and i think i dreamt sitting in the varandah with my arms wrapped round my legs, just sitting with people whom I'd love to meet.
After just reading Can't Wait to Get to Heaven by Fannie Flagg, I would love to have a conversation about heaven with my parents who have been gone since 1963 and 1973. There would be other things to talk about, too. Looks like all of us have "unfinished" conversations with loved ones.
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My mother, who desperately fought to stay alive long enough to see her first grandchild be born, but who did not win that battle. That granddaughter is now 20 years old and I have so much to tell her/ask her!
Dead -- my great grandmother, Grace. Jesus would be great too.
Alive -- Huston Smith. I get to see him this weekend, but it won't be lunch.
Dead: Grandma Sly or Grandma Edna
Alive: Jon Stewart
Dead: Grandma Sly or Grandma Edna
Alive: Jon Stewart
Bill Clinton.
Despite the Monica mess he's still my favorite public intellectual.
I'd never introduce him to my daughter, though.
My maternal Grandmother, who died in 1975. She is in my heart everyday, as is my paternal Grandmoter. But, think lunch with Grandma G. would be the most interesting, as she died at age 75, much sooner than any of us expected.
I used to have long conversations with Grandma E. in the nursing home when I was home, but never had a chance to have long conversations with Grandma G.
My maternal Grandmother, who died in 1975. She is in my heart everyday, as is my paternal Grandmoter. But, think lunch with Grandma G. would be the most interesting, as she died at age 75, much sooner than any of us expected.
I used to have long conversations with Grandma E. in the nursing home when I was home, but never had a chance to have long conversations with Grandma G.
I enjoy eating lunch with you, but I would pick my grandma. I miss her and have so much to share with her and to ask her that I wish I would have done.
Since am not big on eating with dead people, I would choose George Clooney. I know, I know, how shallow of me. I'm in a shallow mood, and he is oh so yummy.
Ok, and Clinton too. Sheesh.
Funny. Why is everyone picking their grandmas? Or moms? Or George?
Sentimental: my Grandpa Ervin who passed away when I was three. Long-standing character traits have derived from him, thouhg.
Shallow: Hugh Laurie. Love House and am fascinated with his real accent!!!
Philosophical: Steven Wright. Funny!
Good post, Becca!
was thinking about it last night, and i think i dreamt sitting in the varandah with my arms wrapped round my legs, just sitting with people whom I'd love to meet.
After just reading Can't Wait to Get to Heaven by Fannie Flagg, I would love to have a conversation about heaven with my parents who have been gone since 1963 and 1973.
There would be other things to talk about, too. Looks like all of us have "unfinished" conversations with loved ones.
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