It's the Only Thing We Can't Seem to Turn Upside Down

Ah, well that was refreshing. The two and a half month break I took, that is.

Let's see. Holidays were good. The baby, um, I mean TWO-year-old, is doing better than fine. Hub = good too. Can't complain.

I tried to rent Sleeping Beauty this week. (Although Blockbuster was out.) Seriously, you'd think I'd had enough with kid shows, no? Anyway, last week I remembered a fantasy that I used to have when I was a girl. Basically, me floating under water, waiting to be rescued by the charming prince. I remembered it in a flash and the strength of the visual shocked me.

I can't seem to shake the image. It's one of those things that you remember so suddenly that you have to be remembering it now for a reason. It has to play into something that you're trying to figure out about yourself now as an adult. Thus, the new masthead. It's not the exact image, but in the same genre.

Oh, yeah, so Sleeping Beauty. I started telling someone last week that I never went to movies as a kid. Then I remembered that my mom and grandma did take me to see the Disney Movies as they were rereleased. I distinctly remember Snow White, Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. Sleeping Beauty really clicked. Our heroine is prone and helpless, waiting for someone to come save her.

Strange things are afoot in my head and heart these days. Might as well follow Sleeping Beauty down the path and see where she goes.

Speaking of heroines, divas and demigods, I'm so bummed out about the Tori Amos show. I stopped seeing her live because I really didn't dig her with a band. Maybe she needs a better sound tech, but she gets drowned out. You kind of feel like you're being hit by this wall of harsh sound and you can pick bits of Tori out of it. She did do a couple of songs solo with the piano and they were stunning. Anyway, made me kind of sad.