Dan understands...

Dan Radcliffe was on Jon Stewart yesterday. Yes he was promoting Potter but that isn't what my blog is about. No really....it isn't. I'm serious! It was something he said that actually caught my attention. He was asked by Jon if he ever has to fake being excited about something, if he ever got "over" the excitement of things as many Hollywood people do. He said no. See for yourself...

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I totally get his answer. I live his answer. I am ALWAYS excited about things. My friend Laura posted a picture on Facebook the other day and captioned it "This reminds me of my friend Dayna". The picture said "Today is going to be bloody A-MAZ-ING! I love Todays!". Yeah I get excited and happy about silly things. Call me Polyana but I look forward to looking forward to things. I get excited about movies, music, concerts, dinners out, shopping...whatever. Its part of my personality. Clover asked me at the Motley Crue show how I can still get excited about hearing the same songs we've heard a million times. I don't know why, but I do. I don't get to see Motley live in concert every day so it made that day special. I get excited about special days. Tomorrow is my birthday AND I'm having lunch poolside with a few friends whom I adore AND I'm going to dinner with a few other friends whom I also adore. See...three reasons tomorrow will be a special day. Three reasons to be excited and happy.

If this blog doesn't make sense to you and you think I'm strange for getting excited about silly things, thats ok. Dan gets it. I always knew he'd understand me. ;-) Wonder if he'd like my Harry Potter Day song.....?

The Squirrel Mafia

For those of you who know my daughter this story will come as no surprise to you. For those of you who don't know her...this is the way she thinks, in a nutshell (pun intended).

One morning a few months ago, my daughter called to me from the kitchen. She wanted me to "see" something. Now for any parent of a teen you know that it could have been a million things she wanted to show me. Her cereal, her brother doing something wrong, the dog annoying her, her clothes, really anything. However this morning she wanted me to look outside. Our kitchen windows overlook our front yard and driveway. In our driveway were three very fat squirrels. Our neighborhood has many squirrels. I'm talking A LOT. Hundreds. No, I'm not exaggerating. So seeing the squirrels wasn't what was strange.The oddity of this was a) it was the middle of winter and the squirrels were VERY fat b) They were sitting in a perfect triangle about 4 feet apart from each other c) none were moving-only staring at each other.

Me - "Thats a bunch of fat squirrels."

Daughter - "Watch what you say, Mom. Its a meeting of the squirrel mafia."

Me - "Trouble in squirrel world?"

Daughter - "I'm not sure but I think the godfathers are mad. Something about our tree being off limits to the one on the left. There might be a throwdown."

Me- "Should we do something?"

Daughter- "I don't think we should get involved. They are pretty powerful. I'd hate for us to get a tree limb across the roof of our car because we asked to many questions."

:-)

Now you might be wondering why I am posting this silly little story. My daughter has an amazing imagination and is very quick witted. I adore her. She keeps us all laughing all the time and is such a joy to be around. Today, a day where a woman in Florida who may or may not have killed her daughter was allowed to go free, a day where no one will be held accountable for that little girls death, I decided to celebrate the fantastic wonder of a person MY daughter is. It breaks my heart to think no one will ever know how funny or witty that little girl MIGHT have been had someone been looking out for her.

Hug your kids. Love them with all your heart. Remind them daily how special they are.

The Birthday Month

Today is July 1, 2011. In 19 days I will be 39 years old. Excuse my language but how the FUCK did that happen? I type the number and even the numbers look old. 39. Wow.

I think everyone, around their birthday, reflects about who they are and where they have been/are going. I know I did it last year, the year before and the year before that. I'm happy. I'm in a good spot. I'm enjoying my life. But here's the thing. I come from good stock. Women in my family almost always live well into their 90's. In fact, my Great Great Aunt Lucille turned 102 this year. So that makes me ponder about what I should do with the next 50+ years of my life. 50 years. Now those numbers make me feel better. Yeah I'm middle aged and almost in my forties but hey...there is a very good chance I have a good 50 years left. I think I'll ponder THAT for a minute. I can fit a lot in 50 years. Look at how much I've managed to fit into 39.

My dear Aunt Keila, whose birthday is also in July, has always celebrated her 'birthday month'. Bought something for herself at least once a week during the whole month. Little things like teeth whiteners, new socks, a plant. Big things like ruby rings, vacations, cars. Whatever she wanted because she was celebrating her and her life. I've always loved that concept. Celebrating yourself and the fact you've managed to stay healthy enough, wise enough and happy enough to make it one more year. Just think of all the presents 50 more years of birthday months could bring. Yep, I feel better already!