Ice Ice Baby

So it has been an eventful day here in NWA. The biggest ice storm that I can remember hit last night and has caused all kinds of problems. As I'm typing I'm hearing the pops and cracks of tree branches as they splinter under the weight of almost 2 inches of ice. Power has been come and go and I'm using this on time to reflect on the craziness that is winter weather.

I didn't sleep last night 1) because I will admit I am mildly obessed with One Tree Hill right now and I was watching season 4. Luckily most of my viewing survived the dreaded Fast Forward button to get to the good parts and skip the other stuff so I really got to remember the episodes and the back stories. 2) the ice was starting to break the branches at midnight last night and I knew it was only a matter of time before I lost power and heat. I didn't want to be startled by this when I woke up so I figured I would stay up until it went out. 9:30 this morning was the first time it went out and we've had basically 2 hours on and 2 hours off ever since then.

I officially hate the ice beacuse last night on my way to my car I slipped and landed on my right side and hurt my hip a little bit. No running around or jumping for a couple of days. Good thing I can't really get out of the house anyway.

I'm amazed at how much the TV shows, movies and music define a time in our lives. Going back and rewatching these episodes that I haven't watched in years reminds me of the first times I saw them. Like the pilot episode that I watched as a freshman in college in my dorm room with 4 of my really good friends and how that became the tradition for the rest of the year. How when I moved to FL and had to work and finally got the episodes online that I was so happy to have my best friend there with me to watch them. Even season 4 when we didn't have the CW here yet and I had to rely on the internet and my best friend who was over 1500 miles away to know what was going on. Every episode has a memory of what was going on when I first saw it. Just like songs that I randomly come across on my iPod bring up parties and road trips, or movies like Love Actually which was the first time my floor of my dorm all hung out together. It's these things in life that help keep those memories alive.

Stories are made to be shared. That is why we write them down or tell them to others. The stories of my life and everyone elses lives are never the same. Sure they all have similar routes or similar situations but they will never be exactly the same as yours. This is why I've decided that my next big writing project will be to tell my story. Not that I think my life is anymore special than anyone elses but there are things that I have gone through and lessons that I have learned along that way that could help someone in the future. If nothing else I will have this writing for the rest of my life and as something to show my children and their children. I think no one can ever really move into the future until they understand where they have come from and that is what I plan to do. Make since of this crazy thing that is my life and all the bad and good that has come from it.

Ok for my last little bit I just want to share a curiosity that I have. I have always wondered what it would like to be an actor/actress. Where do you get your motivation, what causes you to protray emotions in such a believable way? I've also wondered how the hell they can stay still so long when they are faking death. Now I've tried it recently and this is no easy task. Everytime I tell myself to be completely still I breathe harder than normal and my body begins to twitch. There must be a class out there somewhere dedicated to death/dead scenes. Maybe I just wasn't made to act or I just don't know the trick to making it work but it has peaked my curiosity.