When I was in high school in the late 80's, there was no facebook, twitter, myspace, or texting as avenues for romance. What we had was the plain old white sheet of paper. Of course it was intricately folded so that there was a little flap to secure it...can't let others see your note. Love Notes were an art form. Differentcolors of ink and marker were used. The amount of time put into them was not brief. I remember getting one with Glitter in it (not a good idea, by the way). Love Notes were the currency of Emotion!! At my school, we even called them "Jewels."
This post may have absolutely ZERO relevance to anyone but me. So? This blog started as a journal, and I actually have a small few who read it, therefore, I can write personal issues and not feel bad about it. I mean, I am no Jon Acuff, right?
When I was a highly successful, much decorated, well-respected (had enough?) basketball coach, one of my favorite things to do to the opposing team was to lull them into a sense of comfort. Even granting them success at times....How so?
I am not a big fan of movie/tv/music awards shows, but I would be lying if I didn't say I tune in a few times a night to check them out. Back in my free-wheelin' college days, I was actually into it a bit. I would try to see all of the films up for Best Picture at the Oscars before the show. Just a hobby...stop judging. (You have something, too.)
A couple Sundays ago, the Golden Globes were on. My wife and I turned by when they were giving some kind of lifetime achievement award to Robert DeNiro. They played an amazing montage of many of his movies. He truly is fantastic. Sitting there watching, probably 3 or 4 times I said "I forgot about him in that movie." He has done a wonderful job in so many films, I guess I remembered the top 4 or 5, and kind of shuffled the rest away.