I heard “Something’s Gotta Give” by LeAnn Rimes in the car today and it took me back to the summer of 2005, prior to my older son’s birth. I listened to LeAnn Rimes’ “This Woman” CD so many times that it became the soundtrack of my summer and it also reminds me of my first pregnancy and my last summer without any kids. It’s a great CD. It has a mix of upbeat and somewhat sad songs. I still listen to it from time to time.
I mentioned in a previous post that “Wake Me Up When September Ends” by Green Day reminds me of my first pregnancy, as well. I didn’t mention “Holla Back Girl” by Gwen Stefani though. I used to hear that on the radio all the time and associated it with that time period in my life. I even sang it to my cat.
I don’t even remember what life was like without kids. However, that doesn’t bother me, as I still find ways to stay an individual and I love my kids more than anything. It’s so amazing to see how much my older son has changed and grown in 5 years.
I love being able to reflect upon my life through music.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Where is Bruce Willis when you Need Him?
This week's [Fiction] Friday topic: The conversation took off when Louise mentioned Bruce Willis.
Where is Bruce Willis when you Need Him?
2001
When I got to the office this morning, I put my peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the refrigerator and filled my "Life's a Beach" mug (complete with a palm tree handle) with steaming hot decaf. It was just a typical day at work. The other accounting reps slowly made their way to their desks on this average Tuesday, talking about the pot roast they made last night and discussing the movie they recently watched. Louise had finally seen "Unbreakable."
"It's about time," I piped in. "Wasn't it so intense?"
"I didn't like it as much as "The Sixth Sense," but that Bruce Willis is really something.
Soon Dixie, Laura and the new girl (I think her name was Chelsea) were chatting incessantly about Bruce Willis and every movie and television appearance he has ever made.
"I love when he was on "Friends" and was like totally macking on Rachel. Can I just say yum?" Chelsea, or maybe it was Kelsey, talked through the huge wad of gum in her mouth.
"I liked him best in "Armageddon." I wanted to marry him after seeing that movie. I must have seen it 30 times in one year," Dixie said in her high pitched nasal screech.
"Girls! Two words for you. "Pulp Fiction." I just want to ride on the back of that chopper with him," Laura chimed in.
I was about to tell them that we had a huge deadline that wasn't going to wait for Bruce Willis to somehow convince our boss that we should move it back a week when I felt the thud.
"What was that?"
"I smell smoke."
Alarms started going off in the building. Having worked in the World Trade Center for the last fifteen years, I thought nothing could ever happen to such a grand building. Then I heard people telling us to evacuate down the stairs. That our tower had been hit by a plane and was starting to crumble from the top down.
"Ladies! We have to go. Now! Don't worry about your purses! Bruce Willis isn't going to save us this time." I shouted as I lunged for the door to the stairs and followed the immense crowd of panic stricken workers from floors further up than mine. I didn't look back. I couldn't see much behind me anyway. So many people were cramming into the stairwell.
"Who could do such a thing?"
"Maybe it was an accident?"
"This doesn't feel like an accident."
We gradually made it out of the building and into the fresh air, only to see the second tower get hit by another plane. Shrieks filled the streets of the city as everyone made their way as far from the towers as possible. Smoke and soot were starting to gather from the site of the disaster. We had to keep moving forward. I glanced back again for Louise, Laura, Dixie and Chelsea (Kelsey) but didn't have much luck spotting them. I figured I'd call them on their cells tonight, if they didn't try to reach me first. I first had to worry about finding my husband and picking up Lottie from day care, where I dropped her off only a few hours ago. I punched my husband's number into my cell, but only received a busy tone.
"Move!" I felt a shove from behind.
"Okay, okay..." I grumbled, making my way to Sunshine and Smiles, where I gathered my sticky toddler in my arms and held on to her for dear life.
2010
"Mom, are you okay?"
Carlotta was waving her hand in front of my face. Who knows how long I had zoned out this time?
Shaken, I replied "Yes, sweetie. I didn't get much sleep last night, thanks to you and your "Glee" marathon.
"I need your help with my social studies paper. So are you going to tell me where you were when the twin towers were hit by a plane on September 11th?"
"Nowhere that Bruce Willis could easily find me, that's for sure."
"Huh?" Carlotta looked as puzzled as she did the day I took her out of her favorite day care for the last time before relocating ourselves to Connecticut.
"Never mind. Do you have a pencil and paper ready? This is going to be a long story. Maybe your dad can tell his side too. He saw it all happen. I felt it though." I took a long sip of my decaf and prepared myself to tell Carlotta how the last normal event of that day was listening to my coworkers gushing about Bruce Willis.
Where is Bruce Willis when you Need Him?
2001
When I got to the office this morning, I put my peanut butter and jelly sandwich in the refrigerator and filled my "Life's a Beach" mug (complete with a palm tree handle) with steaming hot decaf. It was just a typical day at work. The other accounting reps slowly made their way to their desks on this average Tuesday, talking about the pot roast they made last night and discussing the movie they recently watched. Louise had finally seen "Unbreakable."
"It's about time," I piped in. "Wasn't it so intense?"
"I didn't like it as much as "The Sixth Sense," but that Bruce Willis is really something.
Soon Dixie, Laura and the new girl (I think her name was Chelsea) were chatting incessantly about Bruce Willis and every movie and television appearance he has ever made.
"I love when he was on "Friends" and was like totally macking on Rachel. Can I just say yum?" Chelsea, or maybe it was Kelsey, talked through the huge wad of gum in her mouth.
"I liked him best in "Armageddon." I wanted to marry him after seeing that movie. I must have seen it 30 times in one year," Dixie said in her high pitched nasal screech.
"Girls! Two words for you. "Pulp Fiction." I just want to ride on the back of that chopper with him," Laura chimed in.
I was about to tell them that we had a huge deadline that wasn't going to wait for Bruce Willis to somehow convince our boss that we should move it back a week when I felt the thud.
"What was that?"
"I smell smoke."
Alarms started going off in the building. Having worked in the World Trade Center for the last fifteen years, I thought nothing could ever happen to such a grand building. Then I heard people telling us to evacuate down the stairs. That our tower had been hit by a plane and was starting to crumble from the top down.
"Ladies! We have to go. Now! Don't worry about your purses! Bruce Willis isn't going to save us this time." I shouted as I lunged for the door to the stairs and followed the immense crowd of panic stricken workers from floors further up than mine. I didn't look back. I couldn't see much behind me anyway. So many people were cramming into the stairwell.
"Who could do such a thing?"
"Maybe it was an accident?"
"This doesn't feel like an accident."
We gradually made it out of the building and into the fresh air, only to see the second tower get hit by another plane. Shrieks filled the streets of the city as everyone made their way as far from the towers as possible. Smoke and soot were starting to gather from the site of the disaster. We had to keep moving forward. I glanced back again for Louise, Laura, Dixie and Chelsea (Kelsey) but didn't have much luck spotting them. I figured I'd call them on their cells tonight, if they didn't try to reach me first. I first had to worry about finding my husband and picking up Lottie from day care, where I dropped her off only a few hours ago. I punched my husband's number into my cell, but only received a busy tone.
"Move!" I felt a shove from behind.
"Okay, okay..." I grumbled, making my way to Sunshine and Smiles, where I gathered my sticky toddler in my arms and held on to her for dear life.
2010
"Mom, are you okay?"
Carlotta was waving her hand in front of my face. Who knows how long I had zoned out this time?
Shaken, I replied "Yes, sweetie. I didn't get much sleep last night, thanks to you and your "Glee" marathon.
"I need your help with my social studies paper. So are you going to tell me where you were when the twin towers were hit by a plane on September 11th?"
"Nowhere that Bruce Willis could easily find me, that's for sure."
"Huh?" Carlotta looked as puzzled as she did the day I took her out of her favorite day care for the last time before relocating ourselves to Connecticut.
"Never mind. Do you have a pencil and paper ready? This is going to be a long story. Maybe your dad can tell his side too. He saw it all happen. I felt it though." I took a long sip of my decaf and prepared myself to tell Carlotta how the last normal event of that day was listening to my coworkers gushing about Bruce Willis.
We'll always have V.C. Andrews
For this week's Friendship Friday post, I'm going to talk about a few women I met through a book club I created a long time ago (for V.C. Andrews fans) and still managed to stay in touch (or in some cases, reunite) with them after it dissipated.
S.B.: When she was in the club, she was one of the long distance (for me) members I got to talk with by phone. I think we may have lost contact for a few years but somehow managed to reunite way before Facebook even came about. I can't even remember how we were able to reunite. Maybe we just held onto each other's e-mail addresses? I do remember telling her when I was trying out for a community production of "Little Shop of Horrors" and that was in 2001. So not too much time was lost. At one point, she was pregnant with her second child and I was pregnant with my first. Our kids were born 6 months apart. We caught up with each other through livejournal for a while, but now it's all about Facebook. I hope we will continue to stay in touch.
C.K.: I don't think we ever lost touch because we were always e-mailing outside of the club. We both liked the same kinds of books and talked about Broadway musicals a lot. I think she's the one who initially recommended "Jemima J" to me. Over time, we continued to stay in contact and always share our good news with each other. In 2008, we finally got to meet in person (after 12 years) during my first visit to DC. It was nice to meet her and her husband and I was glad she got the opportunity to meet my family. She was really nice to my kids too. As luck would have it, she had to go to NYC the following spring for something work related. We met up with her in the city afterward and had a fun time chatting again. I think I'll always tease her about Abu-Dhabi as a result of that weekend. :) Recently, she had a baby girl and I'm very happy for her. She's going to be a wonderful mother.
J.G.: I think I stayed connected with her through S.B. We may have also lost track of each other for a short time, but that was it. She and I also have a lot of interests in common, such as all the Broadway musicals we both love. We also love Katherine Stone books and we used to read and discuss them all. I've introduced her to several of my friends with whom she also has things in common. I know she has a major soap opera obsession and she seems to meet a lot of the actors from her favorite soaps. I know she's also working on writing a novel and I wish her all the best with that. I'm glad we're able to keep up with each other through Facebook as she is sweet and fun to talk to.
B.P.: I think we lost track of each other for a longer period of time after the club dispersed. The next thing I knew was that she was married with children. Either that or time has gone by in a blur. I keep up with her on Facebook and through her blog. We still have a lot of similar interests and I enjoy catching up with her. She seems like she's enjoying life and that she always gets to do fun things with her kids. It's just too bad we weren't in touch the one time I was out in her neck of the woods. In any case, I'm glad we reconnected. She's very nice and down-to-earth. She sometimes surprises me with talking about stuff I didn't know we would have in common.
A.S.: We just reunited over the past year through a friend we know thanks to an ex-friend (who was also part of the club), if that makes any sense. (Long story there.) I think we probably surprised each other with how much we both changed in terms of our religious observance. She seems really happy and I'm glad things are going well for her. We don't catch up all that often, but I do see pictures and status updates once in a while. I know she also just had a baby and I'm very happy for her too.
A while back, I talked about J.J., whom I also met through the club. However, we still contact each other whenever we come across anything V.C. Andrews related. It's like a force of habit. :)
Even though it has been ages since I gave the club itself much thought, I still remember all the interesting people I met through it at the time. I'm very glad to still be in contact with the ones I mentioned in this blog. However, there are a few others with whom I would love to reconnect someday. I think it might be hard if they aren't on Facebook or don't go by a last name I'd remember from that time period. I figure that just like with the women mentioned here, even if I don't reconnect with anyone else from the club, we'll always have V.C. Andrews and those few years of bonding over her books.
S.B.: When she was in the club, she was one of the long distance (for me) members I got to talk with by phone. I think we may have lost contact for a few years but somehow managed to reunite way before Facebook even came about. I can't even remember how we were able to reunite. Maybe we just held onto each other's e-mail addresses? I do remember telling her when I was trying out for a community production of "Little Shop of Horrors" and that was in 2001. So not too much time was lost. At one point, she was pregnant with her second child and I was pregnant with my first. Our kids were born 6 months apart. We caught up with each other through livejournal for a while, but now it's all about Facebook. I hope we will continue to stay in touch.
C.K.: I don't think we ever lost touch because we were always e-mailing outside of the club. We both liked the same kinds of books and talked about Broadway musicals a lot. I think she's the one who initially recommended "Jemima J" to me. Over time, we continued to stay in contact and always share our good news with each other. In 2008, we finally got to meet in person (after 12 years) during my first visit to DC. It was nice to meet her and her husband and I was glad she got the opportunity to meet my family. She was really nice to my kids too. As luck would have it, she had to go to NYC the following spring for something work related. We met up with her in the city afterward and had a fun time chatting again. I think I'll always tease her about Abu-Dhabi as a result of that weekend. :) Recently, she had a baby girl and I'm very happy for her. She's going to be a wonderful mother.
J.G.: I think I stayed connected with her through S.B. We may have also lost track of each other for a short time, but that was it. She and I also have a lot of interests in common, such as all the Broadway musicals we both love. We also love Katherine Stone books and we used to read and discuss them all. I've introduced her to several of my friends with whom she also has things in common. I know she has a major soap opera obsession and she seems to meet a lot of the actors from her favorite soaps. I know she's also working on writing a novel and I wish her all the best with that. I'm glad we're able to keep up with each other through Facebook as she is sweet and fun to talk to.
B.P.: I think we lost track of each other for a longer period of time after the club dispersed. The next thing I knew was that she was married with children. Either that or time has gone by in a blur. I keep up with her on Facebook and through her blog. We still have a lot of similar interests and I enjoy catching up with her. She seems like she's enjoying life and that she always gets to do fun things with her kids. It's just too bad we weren't in touch the one time I was out in her neck of the woods. In any case, I'm glad we reconnected. She's very nice and down-to-earth. She sometimes surprises me with talking about stuff I didn't know we would have in common.
A.S.: We just reunited over the past year through a friend we know thanks to an ex-friend (who was also part of the club), if that makes any sense. (Long story there.) I think we probably surprised each other with how much we both changed in terms of our religious observance. She seems really happy and I'm glad things are going well for her. We don't catch up all that often, but I do see pictures and status updates once in a while. I know she also just had a baby and I'm very happy for her too.
A while back, I talked about J.J., whom I also met through the club. However, we still contact each other whenever we come across anything V.C. Andrews related. It's like a force of habit. :)
Even though it has been ages since I gave the club itself much thought, I still remember all the interesting people I met through it at the time. I'm very glad to still be in contact with the ones I mentioned in this blog. However, there are a few others with whom I would love to reconnect someday. I think it might be hard if they aren't on Facebook or don't go by a last name I'd remember from that time period. I figure that just like with the women mentioned here, even if I don't reconnect with anyone else from the club, we'll always have V.C. Andrews and those few years of bonding over her books.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
"I would like, if I may, to take you on a strange journey..."
"How strange was it?"
"So strange they made a movie out of it. No, not the book. The movie!"
And so it goes...every Saturday at midnight during a screening of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show." There would be toast and toilet paper flying and people shouting everything imaginable as comeback lines. As you may already know, this show was my livelihood during my college years. I started going during my senior year of high school and then got caught up in the swing of things. I started making friends at the theater I attended and then decided to try my hand at performing in the stage shows. I first went on as Janet during an audience night show. That was quite a wild ride, but so liberating and fun. Then I decided I'd rather be Magenta, as I had the right kind of hair for the role. It was fun putting on the costume and make-up and getting to perform "Time Warp" and other songs. I loved being part of the cast that I performed with week after week during the summer of 1994 (and every so often after that). There was a special camaraderie involved that I didn't feel with my friends in high school at the time. (I had some good friends, but a lot of the time there was fighting involved.) Some of my favorite "Rocky Horror" memories include:
*Congregating at the Rainbow restaurant for hours afterward and getting to sit at the cast table
*Bringing friends who have never seen the show live and having them participate in the virgin ceremony...lucky for them, no one got picked to do anything embarrassing
*Ringing in the new year at the show and then the cast party afterward
*Learning more in detail about how to play Magenta and then singing along with the "Little Shop of Horrors" soundtrack while driving [the guy who was playing] Riff Raff home
*Going to some conventions in Wisconsin
*Learning this really long name that one of my friends liked to say before the show each week
*Attending a very "Rocky" wedding for two of my friends
*Making a costume that came pretty close to the real thing
*Getting to perform as Magenta for a cast I wasn't even part of (also in Wisconsin)
*Coming up with new lines and getting laughs
*Going to Peoria with a near stranger (who became a friend afterward) to see it because I was going through withdrawal in college
*Getting to put together a performance for my campus but playing Columbia for the first time
*Most importantly, the friends I've made through being in the cast and being able to find them again on Facebook
For me, "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" wasn't just about going to a movie at midnight. It was an experience that I enjoy thinking back upon. Would I let my kids see it when they're older? I guess I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. Something tells me the show will still be around entertaining and making memories for new generations.
This is me as Magenta and my friend John as Brad:
"So strange they made a movie out of it. No, not the book. The movie!"
And so it goes...every Saturday at midnight during a screening of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show." There would be toast and toilet paper flying and people shouting everything imaginable as comeback lines. As you may already know, this show was my livelihood during my college years. I started going during my senior year of high school and then got caught up in the swing of things. I started making friends at the theater I attended and then decided to try my hand at performing in the stage shows. I first went on as Janet during an audience night show. That was quite a wild ride, but so liberating and fun. Then I decided I'd rather be Magenta, as I had the right kind of hair for the role. It was fun putting on the costume and make-up and getting to perform "Time Warp" and other songs. I loved being part of the cast that I performed with week after week during the summer of 1994 (and every so often after that). There was a special camaraderie involved that I didn't feel with my friends in high school at the time. (I had some good friends, but a lot of the time there was fighting involved.) Some of my favorite "Rocky Horror" memories include:
*Congregating at the Rainbow restaurant for hours afterward and getting to sit at the cast table
*Bringing friends who have never seen the show live and having them participate in the virgin ceremony...lucky for them, no one got picked to do anything embarrassing
*Ringing in the new year at the show and then the cast party afterward
*Learning more in detail about how to play Magenta and then singing along with the "Little Shop of Horrors" soundtrack while driving [the guy who was playing] Riff Raff home
*Going to some conventions in Wisconsin
*Learning this really long name that one of my friends liked to say before the show each week
*Attending a very "Rocky" wedding for two of my friends
*Making a costume that came pretty close to the real thing
*Getting to perform as Magenta for a cast I wasn't even part of (also in Wisconsin)
*Coming up with new lines and getting laughs
*Going to Peoria with a near stranger (who became a friend afterward) to see it because I was going through withdrawal in college
*Getting to put together a performance for my campus but playing Columbia for the first time
*Most importantly, the friends I've made through being in the cast and being able to find them again on Facebook
For me, "The Rocky Horror Picture Show" wasn't just about going to a movie at midnight. It was an experience that I enjoy thinking back upon. Would I let my kids see it when they're older? I guess I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. Something tells me the show will still be around entertaining and making memories for new generations.
This is me as Magenta and my friend John as Brad:
Friday, August 6, 2010
We'll always have "Bribes"
This week's Friendship Friday post is about my sister, in honor of her birthday.
I wrote some blogs about my sister a while ago, which you are welcome to read. They really say a lot of what I would normally say in a Friendship Friday post.
Sisterly Love
Let's get Together, yeah, yeah, yeah
In addition, I thought that I'd share some favorite moments between my sister and myself:
*Playing "Bribes" (how she spelled Barbies) in the basement for hours and hours
*Acting out different TV shows and movies
*Playing with our Cabbage Patch Kids and pretending to be mothers
*Babysitting the two coolest boys ever (aside from my own sons, of course)
*Working at Yen Yen together for a short period of time
*Driving to and from school together during my senior year (her freshman year)
*Being on speech team together and helping each other practice
*Our inside jokes
*Going to Long Grove after school to get stickers for her sticker collection
*Rushing home from the bus to watch "Degrassi High"
*Watching "Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead" countless times in one summer
*Going to Mama Mollie's pool every summer and then stopping by the used book store to get V.C. Andrews and Katherine Stone novels
*Waiting outside all day (the day after a snowstorm, no less) for front row tickets to "Rent"
*Roller skating in the basement even though it was carpeted (the cement floor underneath helped)
*Dressing up the cats and taking pictures (I'm sure they hated us for it)
*Visiting each other in college
*Getting to meet Adam Pascal in NYC (2001)
*Taking our trip to NYC in 2004 to visit some friends and see "Wicked"
*Being in dance recitals together
*Going to overnight camp together (even though I'd cry when she got homesick)
*Seeing chick flicks and campy films together
*Finally getting to see "Bare" after talking about it for 3 years
I have lots of fond memories of stuff my sister and I did together as well as with our parents. I look forward to creating many more in the future. No matter how far apart we live from each other, our sisterly bond is solid. I wish my sister a fabulous birthday and lots of good things to come her way in the year ahead.
I wrote some blogs about my sister a while ago, which you are welcome to read. They really say a lot of what I would normally say in a Friendship Friday post.
Sisterly Love
Let's get Together, yeah, yeah, yeah
In addition, I thought that I'd share some favorite moments between my sister and myself:
*Playing "Bribes" (how she spelled Barbies) in the basement for hours and hours
*Acting out different TV shows and movies
*Playing with our Cabbage Patch Kids and pretending to be mothers
*Babysitting the two coolest boys ever (aside from my own sons, of course)
*Working at Yen Yen together for a short period of time
*Driving to and from school together during my senior year (her freshman year)
*Being on speech team together and helping each other practice
*Our inside jokes
*Going to Long Grove after school to get stickers for her sticker collection
*Rushing home from the bus to watch "Degrassi High"
*Watching "Don't Tell Mom The Babysitter's Dead" countless times in one summer
*Going to Mama Mollie's pool every summer and then stopping by the used book store to get V.C. Andrews and Katherine Stone novels
*Waiting outside all day (the day after a snowstorm, no less) for front row tickets to "Rent"
*Roller skating in the basement even though it was carpeted (the cement floor underneath helped)
*Dressing up the cats and taking pictures (I'm sure they hated us for it)
*Visiting each other in college
*Getting to meet Adam Pascal in NYC (2001)
*Taking our trip to NYC in 2004 to visit some friends and see "Wicked"
*Being in dance recitals together
*Going to overnight camp together (even though I'd cry when she got homesick)
*Seeing chick flicks and campy films together
*Finally getting to see "Bare" after talking about it for 3 years
I have lots of fond memories of stuff my sister and I did together as well as with our parents. I look forward to creating many more in the future. No matter how far apart we live from each other, our sisterly bond is solid. I wish my sister a fabulous birthday and lots of good things to come her way in the year ahead.
A Blast from the Past
This week's [Fiction] Friday post theme: Strains of Bobby McFerrin’s “Don’t Worry Be Happy” floated into the room.
"A Blast from the Past"
Manhattan
January 7th, 2005
When Andrew Fisher first stepped into The DeLorean, he was overwhelmed by all the 80's paraphernalia at the decade themed bar. He should have expected as much, with it being named after the time machine in "Back to the Future." Tonight was apparently movie night, as they were showing "Cocktail" on a huge screen in the back and strains of Bobby McFerrin’s “Don’t Worry Be Happy” floated into the room. He ordered a Coors and made his way to the group intently watching the film.
A few seats away from him, he spied a Molly Ringwald look-alike who was sitting heavily focused on the screen. He couldn't stop staring at her and wanted to approach her, but didn't know how. Sensing a pair of eyes on her, she turned around and focused right in his direction instead.
"Can I help you?"
"Um, no, I was just, um...never mind."
"Good. Can I get back to the movie now?"
"Okay, but first tell me, does everyone here dress like actors from the 80's?"
"Nope. I work here though and my shift just ended. Did you see the Ferris Bueller guy? That's my boss. He's very protective of his staff and will kick you out if you cause any trouble."
"That's cool. I'll leave you alone now." He made his way back to the tables set up in the front."
"Come back here! I was only kidding. Can I get you another drink? I didn't mean to freak you out. My name's Elaine, by the way."
"Andrew. I'm in my second year at veterinary school in Boston. I'm on my winter break now, staying at my aunt's place on 85th and Amsterdam."
"Well, Andrew, I live right over that way. Want to catch a train back together after the movie? I hate riding alone at night."
Then time seemed to speed up. He saw his first kiss with Elaine after their first real date. Another flash and she was visiting him at his flat in Boston. The months seemed to fly by and he felt like he was truly in love. And then he saw himself visiting Elaine in June to surprise her after his exams ended. He saw her walking out of her apartment building with another man's arm around her, leaning in close to him. He saw them heading to what looked like an office building, which should have been closed at night. A sign on the window said Randall Shipp, D.D.S.. He saw them getting very intimate inside one of the exam rooms. An even larger flash had him standing there with a lit match and a container of gasoline. And then he saw himself on the road that headed toward California.
Lou woke up a hot and sweaty mess. He went to the bathroom to take a shower and try to rid himself of the terrible memory that he saw in all his dreams. It was the night he said goodbye to Elaine--and to Andrew Fisher--for good.
This is a continuation from my posts on June 25th, July 2nd and July 9th....in case you want to go back to the beginning.
"A Blast from the Past"
Manhattan
January 7th, 2005
When Andrew Fisher first stepped into The DeLorean, he was overwhelmed by all the 80's paraphernalia at the decade themed bar. He should have expected as much, with it being named after the time machine in "Back to the Future." Tonight was apparently movie night, as they were showing "Cocktail" on a huge screen in the back and strains of Bobby McFerrin’s “Don’t Worry Be Happy” floated into the room. He ordered a Coors and made his way to the group intently watching the film.
A few seats away from him, he spied a Molly Ringwald look-alike who was sitting heavily focused on the screen. He couldn't stop staring at her and wanted to approach her, but didn't know how. Sensing a pair of eyes on her, she turned around and focused right in his direction instead.
"Can I help you?"
"Um, no, I was just, um...never mind."
"Good. Can I get back to the movie now?"
"Okay, but first tell me, does everyone here dress like actors from the 80's?"
"Nope. I work here though and my shift just ended. Did you see the Ferris Bueller guy? That's my boss. He's very protective of his staff and will kick you out if you cause any trouble."
"That's cool. I'll leave you alone now." He made his way back to the tables set up in the front."
"Come back here! I was only kidding. Can I get you another drink? I didn't mean to freak you out. My name's Elaine, by the way."
"Andrew. I'm in my second year at veterinary school in Boston. I'm on my winter break now, staying at my aunt's place on 85th and Amsterdam."
"Well, Andrew, I live right over that way. Want to catch a train back together after the movie? I hate riding alone at night."
Then time seemed to speed up. He saw his first kiss with Elaine after their first real date. Another flash and she was visiting him at his flat in Boston. The months seemed to fly by and he felt like he was truly in love. And then he saw himself visiting Elaine in June to surprise her after his exams ended. He saw her walking out of her apartment building with another man's arm around her, leaning in close to him. He saw them heading to what looked like an office building, which should have been closed at night. A sign on the window said Randall Shipp, D.D.S.. He saw them getting very intimate inside one of the exam rooms. An even larger flash had him standing there with a lit match and a container of gasoline. And then he saw himself on the road that headed toward California.
Lou woke up a hot and sweaty mess. He went to the bathroom to take a shower and try to rid himself of the terrible memory that he saw in all his dreams. It was the night he said goodbye to Elaine--and to Andrew Fisher--for good.
This is a continuation from my posts on June 25th, July 2nd and July 9th....in case you want to go back to the beginning.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
What's missing?!?
I had every intention of doing a time warp post today and then the day just got away from me. I still have the idea in mind and will hopefully get it done by next Tuesday. I've been so busy recently at work and I just want to crash when I get home. Then I also have the Chick Lit Central stuff, even though I have a great partner on that end of things. :)
Thanks for your patience. :)
Thanks for your patience. :)
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