Three weeks ago I was in the Barnes and Noble in the Time Warner building just kind of looking around. I have way too many books at home that I still want to begin, finish or even read again, that I have a deal with myself- that I always break- that I won't buy another until I am completely caught up.

This was sitting on the 'best seller' table and I kind of randomly picked it up.

I have nearly finished it and I highly recommend it.

Though I am a big fan of non fiction, you will very rarely find me reading something on world

economics - cut to my Dad laughing and very boisterously agreeing-this was a quick lesson on the present and possible future of the global economy that was very easy to digest.

At least 18 years old LOOKS great!

There's Jack and me in Illinois for the Friendship Festival on our first ferris wheel ride. He was 21 and I was 18. He was amazing and as romantic as this picture looks, I told him later that I don't think that I was truly in love with him- I was too young. He humorously admitted to me over dinner one night, years later when I was in LA for work, that he thought that I was simply a really young hot piece of ass........oh and that I was funny.

Love is very very mysterious, very elusive, there are so many people that you can be THIS close to feeling it and it just doesn't go all the way. The real thing is something that I believe you know the moment you see them. You just know.

**Now, enough blogging on boys!***

The College Boyfriend

http://tinyurl.com/53l3q2
My college boyfriend Jack Hannibal was an actor- he's now an acting teacher in L.A.
When we first started dating, I had asked him what he had done up to that point
Him: Well, mostly commercials, because they were easy to get and a good way to pay for college.
Me: What commercials, would I know any?
Him: Well, I did one for Reeses Peanut Butter Cup. I was in a movie theater......
Me: .......And you were in the balcony and dropped your chocolate into her peanut butter??
Him: hahah, you remember that?

I was 18, just 4 months out of Illinois, and thought I was dating a movie star.
he is still a good friend and reads this blog, so I hope he forgives me for posting this!

"I just think happiness is what makes you pretty. Period. Happy people are beautiful. They become like a mirror and they reflect that happiness. "If somebody walks into a room and they're drop-dead gorgeous and sexy, it's really fun to look at. But if somebody is giving of their spirit and they make you laugh and feel good, that's a whole other level of beauty."

-Drew Barrymore Vogue March 2008

*I just read this in an old issue of Vogue that was sitting on my desk and this is so true. I've always much more preferred someone who can make me laugh and who has a happy genuine spirit over someone who is considered physically very attractive. And.. I just discovered she and I share the same Birthday!

"It's the difference between motivation and inspiration. Motivation is when you get hold of an idea and don't let go of it until you make it a reality. Inspiration is the reverse—when an idea gets hold of you and you feel compelled to let that impulse or energy carry you along. You get to a point where you realize that you're no longer in charge, that there's a driving force inside you that can't be stopped. "
Wayne Dyer

***I love that***

I hope all my Rock and Roll birthday wishes come true!

My friend Paul just sent this to me from my birthday dinner .

And that is complete giddy & joyful bliss from the combination of Martini, chocolate, good friends, good conversation and lots of laughter- topped off with a roomful of people singing to me!

A man and his truth

"Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent. It takes a touch of genius -- and a lot of courage -- to move in the opposite direction."-- Albert Einstein

The below is the closing statement from a friend's current blog. I was so moved by it's sincerity, eloquence and honesty that I had to share it. If you want to subscribe to a great blog, may I suggest his

From http://www.thetaylorincipient.com/ by Robert E Taylor:

"The person I strive to be is an individual who attempts to uphold the standards of the social contract, and admits to his faults--not an individual of public perpetually hypocritical acts.It's now obvious that I am destined--and perhaps doomed--to rewrite this sentiment for as long as I hold an opinion on any subject. A seasoned reminder for anyone who will, does, or has ever disagreed with me. I am well aware of my fallibility, but I amiably challenge you to ask yourselves who exercises in discussing their own, so candidly and unabashedly. My aggressive nature as a writer, thinker, filmmaker, and man will undoubtedly plague me with aggression and disapproval. I am, I have been, and I will be wrong. The point is I think, and therefore, I am."

This is why I am friends with him.

This is him- Giles. All 6'4 of him

He worked on a yatch that spent half the year in Barcelona, Spain

and we tried to make it work for a good year and a half, but I don't

want my man away half the year, so it had to end.

His mom Annie still sends me a Birthday and Christmas card

every year, 6 years later and I still love him

very much. Logistics......suck.......

Zero 7- An Ipod Must

My first visit to London was to see my boyfriend at the time Giles ( a post on him will no doubt happen soon, he deserves one) and as a special treat for me, he had gotten tickets to a 2 day outdoor music fest which was heavenly the first day and turned into a soaking wet Woodstock like mess the second. We tolerated the rain as much as we could until we decided, no matter how good the band, we were too wet and miserable to stay. As we were walking out, a band took the stage, complete with an 8 piece string section and an etheral like quality took over the previous muddy messy field. The music stopped us dead in our tracks, it was so fucking beautiful. I mean this band live and outside, just no words to describe. The band was Zero 7- popular now, but 6 years ago pretty much unknown. One of my favorite songs is Somersault. Melodically, it's beautiful and I always liked the idea of what I thought she was saying, but I never knew EXACTLY what she was saying until today and it reaffirms just why I love it:

You're the prince to my ballerina
You feed other people's parking meters
You encourage the eating of ice cream
You would somersault in sand with me
I fear the unknown You feel like home, you feel like home

You put my feet back on the ground
Did you know you brought me around
You were sweet, and you were sound
You saved me

You're the warmth in my summer breeze
You're the ivory to my ebony keys
You would share your last jelly bean
You would somersault in sand with me

Take a listen! http://tinyurl.com/5ar936