So I LOVE horror movies. There is nothing more fun than sitting in the dark and watching them. I, of course, am terrified the whole time and usually have my husbands arm to hold, or my 15 year old son's arm - which he's never too happy about but hey I'm his mother so he can be nice. I must say that they certainly have changed over the years and not for the good. What happened to the good old days when not seeing something was better? Now I have seen some films that are bloody and scary but it seems that too many movies now adays go for the high gore just to sell. Now its hard not to be a horror purist when you grew up in the 70s and 80s with such masterpieces as "Halloween", "The Exorcist", and everyones summer time favorite (and truely the reason I never swim in any body of water in the dark) "Jaws". I think there are some great young directors out there and I hope this genre goes back t its roots. I'm excited to watch NBC's "fear Itself" tonight, looks like it may be good.
Here are some fun sites:
http://www.bravotv.com/The_100_Scariest_Movie_Moments/index.shtml
http://www.best-horror-movies.com/100-greatest-horror-movies-printer-friendly.html
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Monday, June 2, 2008
That day has come
Dear Matthew,
Since I don't know where you are, I will put this out on the Internet in hopes that you may see it someday. Happy Birthday my sweetpea. I can't explain what these past 18 years have been like without you. My husband says that you define who I am now, that's true. And this day especially is hard because I miss you and it reminds me of everything that I haven not been there for. Your first steps, your first words, your first bruise, the first time you saw a butterfly, your first day of school, your last day of school, the day you passed your driver's test, the day you got acceptance letter to college. I don't know what you look like; if you have blue eyes and dark hair. If you are in love. I still don't know how to feel about my decision. It was my biggest mistake and my best decision.
My fear is that I'll never see you again. That you aren't curious about me, that you you don't want to know me. That I'll never see you smile, or hear your voice, or meet your kids. That I have no place in your life.
On your 18th birthday, while you are blowing out your candles with your mom and dad, I'll be thinking of you and hoping that your still safe and happy. I miss you more than you can imagine. I will still keep my hopes of seeing you again.
Love.
Since I don't know where you are, I will put this out on the Internet in hopes that you may see it someday. Happy Birthday my sweetpea. I can't explain what these past 18 years have been like without you. My husband says that you define who I am now, that's true. And this day especially is hard because I miss you and it reminds me of everything that I haven not been there for. Your first steps, your first words, your first bruise, the first time you saw a butterfly, your first day of school, your last day of school, the day you passed your driver's test, the day you got acceptance letter to college. I don't know what you look like; if you have blue eyes and dark hair. If you are in love. I still don't know how to feel about my decision. It was my biggest mistake and my best decision.
My fear is that I'll never see you again. That you aren't curious about me, that you you don't want to know me. That I'll never see you smile, or hear your voice, or meet your kids. That I have no place in your life.
On your 18th birthday, while you are blowing out your candles with your mom and dad, I'll be thinking of you and hoping that your still safe and happy. I miss you more than you can imagine. I will still keep my hopes of seeing you again.
Love.
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