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It was the summer of 1984, I was thirteen going on fourteen, I was leaving the comfort of my tiny catholic school to the big scary high school down the street. There wasn’t a lot for a kid to do in the small town we lived in, the pool during the day and movies at night. I had the routine down pat. I remember seeing a preview for a movie about a girl who’s family forgot her birthday and I knew that I had to see that movie the moment it came out. Now, Hendersonville, NC isn’t a metropolis and it was by no means a hub for pop culture which meant that when movies were released it would take four to six weeks before we could see them at our main street theater. The movie was Sixteen Candles and it launched my love affair for 80′s teen movies that is still strong today. I think I managed to drag my BFF Carolyn to go with me and I don’t think she was as giddy about the movie as I was. I loved every minute of it. I envisioned that my high school experience would be much like the Samantha’s. Ok, I was WAY off on that one, its a movie, I know. I wanted to hear “If You Leave” at my prom.

That movie also kicked off my admiration for all things John Hughes, as I’m sure it did for every kid gowing up in the 80′s. A day doesn’t go by without a reference to one of his movies. The movies are embedded in my brain and when one pops up on TV, I stop what I’m doing and take time to watch them again. John Hughes understood what it was like to grow up and relate it the masses. Then there is the music, the music that defined my high school existence. My sister tells me all the time that I listen to way too much 80′s alternative, but it’s so much of who I am I don’t think I could stop if I tried. I look at my nephews and my niece Maggie, will they cherish these movies as much as I do? One can only hope.

Now a year after his untimely passing I’m taking this moment to honor a man who defined a generation:

John Hughes, I will never forget you.

I’m at the movies with my office crew waiting to see the ATeam movie. What a cool way to spend an afternoon. Since I have a few minutes I thought I would blog a bit.

Courtney is in Taos, NM with Sean until Saturday. I’m keeping busy doing stuff around the house. The dogs must have known that Court wasn’t home last night, Molly and Winston sat at the edge of the bed facing the door, barking at every little noise and ready to attack. I’ve been getting in some pool time, trying to get some sort of tan. I used to tan so easily as a kid but now I go from pastey white to lobster red in no time.

I am loving the new sewing machine. I ordered all the fabrics to make a quilt for Maggie. I have the week before 4th of July off and I hope to get it done then. I sewed two market bags and got more fabric for a few more. The urge to sew is taking place for my urge to scrapbook. But I was thinking that scrapbooking tonight wasn’t a bad idea. I think that I’ll try to organize my crap before I begin anything big. My craft table is a mess. I think all the disarray keeps me from being creative, I hate walking into that room. Well if I’m going to clean it up, tonight would be a good time to start. I can obsess better when Courtney is gone.

I’ll post pics of the market bag when I get home.

I was hoping to have better news today which is why I’ve waited to post something. The insemination didn’t take and it goes without saying that I’m completely devastated. I had such a good feeling that we would were going to be successful. Now I am an emotional wreck because my hormones are out of control. I’m crying every few minutes! What’s next?? Since I literally put all my eggs in one basket we can’t afford to do another cycle until next year. When I started this process I put a cap on how long we’ll try, if nothing happens by the time I turn 40 then it just wasn’t meant to be. I have just over a year to go. I just don’t know how much more dissappointment I can take.