Now, Voyager

My favorite Bette Davis movie, "Now Voyager" came on Turner Classic Movies, yesterday. I can hear my Momma laughing to herself as she reads this since I have a tendency to claim every Bette Davis movie as my "favorite," but I think this might actually be it, besides "All About Eve" and "The Letter" and "Mrs. Skeffington" okay, so I have problem. But here's the thing: I think I finally figured out what makes these movies so attractive to me. Bette Davis is simply dripping with glamour. And I want it! Unfortunately, glamour seems to be an illusive quality for me.

I seem to have an immortal struggle with the quality that starlets like Bette, Grace, and Gene just seem to intrinsically posses. Grace Kelly oozed so much glamour, she caught the attention (and love, we hope) of an actually Prince, and became a true life Princess.

And then there's me. The girl who got "Doris Day" on the "Which Classic Hollywood Lady are you?" Before any Doris Day fans get riled up, I am not suggesting that Doris doesn't have a certain glamorous quality about her. She has her moments. But if someone had to describe her in one word......cute. I'm really done being cute. Cute is fine, I'd just like to channel a little glamour occasionally.

So, along with the rest of my self-improvements (which have not been going very well in general , but that's another post altogether) I'm putting, "Add more glamour to your life" on the list. Of course, I have really no idea how to go about it.

Any ideas?

P.S. I hope it's obvious, but I in no way approve of the fact Bette is smoking in the first picture

Rest in Piece, Pierce

This week, after a brief illness, our cat Pierce, the Momma's boy concerto, passed away. I'm angry and sad, but adjusting. I realize, and always knew, that pets eventually die, but it was still so unexpected. I guess part of me just assumed there would be two cats to terrorize the Christmas tree next year. That there would be two curious faces waiting for us at the door when we brought the first baby home. That I would never have a moment's peace in the ladies' room, because his little mustached face would always be watching me. Now there is no one to steal my pen while I'm trying to do homework. I even threw a wad of notebook paper on the ground for him to play with yesterday, only to recall his absence. Of course, there is always Walker. Our new Momma's boy in this time of tragedy. I still have no peace in the ladies' room, and I still have a hard time doing homework, even if the method is different (Walker simply sits on whatever it is that I'm working on, notebook, laptop, etc.) Yes, we still have one little terror running around, and I am more grateful for him than ever before.

So long little buddy, it was a blast while it lasted. I hope Heaven is full of twisty ties...

Desert Song

This is my prayer in the desert
When all that's within me feels dry
This is my prayer in my hunger and need
My God is the God who provides

This is my prayer in the fire
In weakness and trial and pain
There is a faith proved of more worth than gold
So refine me Lord through the flame

I will bring praise, I will bring praise
No weapon formed against me shall remain
I will rejoice, I will declare
God is my victory and HE is here

This is my prayer inthe battle
When triumph is still on it's way
I am a conquerer and co-heir with Christ
So firm on His promise I'll stand

I will bring praise, I will bring praise
No weapon formed against me shall remain
I will rejoice, I will declare
God is my victory and He is here

All of my life, in every season
You are still God
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to worship

This is my prayer in the harvest
When favor and providence flow
I know I'm filled to be emptied again
This seed I've recieved I will sow

By Brooke Fraiser, Hillsong United