My Mexican Adventure


Moving to another country is an adventure, to say the least. Experiencing new foods, people, and customs. You will undoubtedly feel every emotion from surreal happiness to pure confusion. However, despite what some travel bloggers lead you to believe; it’s not always fun and it’s certainly not always easy. Approach it with eyes wide open. With wonder and enthusiasm.


Michael Myers




“I met him, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes… the devil’s eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up because I realized that what was living behind that boy’s eyes was purely and simply… evil.”

-Dr. Sam Loomis talking about Michael Myers


Season’s Greetings

Seasons Greetings

Merry Christmas! Happy Hanukkah! Happy New Year! You name it, I am happy about it. Well, not really. I am a bit of an Ebenezer Scrooge about Christmas. The idea of decorating my house, making four billion cookies, and wrapping presents are all things that raise my blood pressure and make me want to run screaming down the decked halls like a maniac. Don’t get me wrong, I really want what Christmas looks like on a Hallmark holiday special. I get what Christmas looks like on National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (think the squirrel in their Christmas tree). I think I need to stop watching TV, it skews what I think my life should look like.

This year hubby and I will be spending Christmas in Mexico. We leave tomorrow. This will be the first time in my life I will see Christmas without snow or turkey and I will miss that a bit. But, I can honestly say I won’t miss putting the 800 lights and the large Rubber-mate tub full of tree ornaments and bows on a tree this year.

This will be my last post of the year. I hope you all have a wonderful holiday season. See you here in 2015. 🙂

My Reaction When People Clap at the End of a Movie


Why would anyone clap in a movie theater? If you’re at the Cannes Film Festival or Sundance or at the red carpet premiere of the film, where the director and the actors and the screenwriter might be present, it would be more than understandable to clap at the end of the film because you would be voicing your approval directly to the artists.

Maybe they are applauding the projectionist, for making sure the transition from first reel to second reel went off without a hitch? Maybe they are applauding the Cineplex, for their clean theaters and their comfortable seating?

I wonder if these same people clap along with the studio audience when watching TV?