My life is a movie. The problem is that it only plays in MY head so I'm the only one who gets to see it! When we visit someplace, I can almost write the entire script by the time we get there.
We are driving to some unknown town, with little or no knowledge of what awaits us there. With a little hard work, we find our way to an interesting building, then wander down an alley to a beautiful marketplace. As the background music is playing, we laugh together, break into a skip, hold hands as we eat our ice cream and wonder at how much we love each other as a family.
You would really like my movies. I try my best to document them with a camera, and an occasional video moment, but the music and camera coverage doesn't translate into reality. (you may/may not know my favorite saying "music is the background to our lives")
Another thing that doesn't translate into reality is my family. They just don't participate in my perfect movie moment family. Someone is always upset, we're starving because we don't have any cash, the J man is upset because we don't know where we're going and he feels lost, the kids always want to wonder what we're doing next (the next minute, hour, day, week, or my very favorite "someday can we..."!) nobody can just stop and enjoy the moment for what it is...a magical moment in our ever so fleeting lives.
I really missed my calling, I should have moved down to LA and gotten into the movie business. Well, I guess there's always a [fat] chance [in hell]!
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