Day 127 - A photo that makes you happy

This photo makes me laugh every time I see it. The three people are three of my better friends at school: Sloane, Michelle, and Nicolette.

They're always crazy, and I love them all to death. It's somewhat upsetting that I don't get to see them all the time now, but I've been keeping in touch, and I know that the summer will fly by and then we'll all be together again.

I'm not quit sure what they're doing here ... comparing leg lengths? (Nicolette would win) Trying a 'sexy' pose? Nahh. Being amazing? Absolutely

Day 126 - Your favorite game

Gin Rummy.

Hands down.

Why?

Because it's what I played with my grandparents, and what I play now with my mom and brother. It's one of the first true card games I learned how to play, and even though I couldn't hold all of the cards ("Gram/Grandad don't look!!!") and probably lost every single game.

This is the game that my family goes to whenever we want to do anything with our free time, and it is for this game that we have scorecards on the refrigerator, bragging about good hands, and won games.

Day 125 - Your favorite quote

Sometimes the things that may or may not be true are the thins a man needs to believe in the most. That people are basically good; that honor, courage, and virtue mean everything; that power and money, money and power mean nothing; that good always triumphs over evil; and I want you to remember this, that love ... true love never dies.

This is a quote from one of my favorite movies Secondhand Lions, and it is so true. Sometimes you need to believe in the impossible to keep on going, you need to trust that people are good, and that the evil things in life have not affected them.

I think the last part is what makes this stick with me - true love never dies. And as much as I would like to believe sometimes that what I'm feeling is true love, I know that it's not, because it isn't sustained. It doesn't keep burning even when the source of ignition, or the fuel, leaves.

I have this quote memorized. Forward and backward, side to side. It hung at three different places in my dorm room last year, and is still featured prominently on my memory board. I've made designs with it, special fonts, postcards. And this is always the quote that I tell my friends when they need some advice. When they need someone to remind them that there is good in the world.

Day 124 - Your favorite book

This is an impossible post, because I have too many favorites and no favorites at the same time. It sounds strange, but it kind of makes sense: each time I read a book, it's my favorite for a short time (because I'm actually taking time to read it), but in the long run, I don't really have any favorites. Except for one.

Winnie-the-Pooh is always there, and I usually go back to him if I'm having a bad day, or just need a familiar ... face ... to see. The stories don't change, but sometimes my perspective on them does - Pooh has given me more insight than anyone, and as abnormal as that seems, it's also the truth.

I'm in love with Winnie-the-Pooh, because he'll never leave, and he'll never change. I think he knows that he's my favorite.

Day 123 - Your favorite television show

Though I'd like to say that I've actually been productive during my summer vacation thus far, that isn't necessarily the case. But how does this pertain to the prompt?

Well, in the past two days, I have watched (and re-watched half) the first season of Ice Road Truckers.

I started watching it on Tuesday when I hung out with a friend, and we watched the first 2 1/2 episodes. Then the ball just kept on rolling. I've been watching the episodes whenever I can, and usually just sit down on our couch and knit while I"m watching. But, as strange as this sounds, it almost makes me feel as if it's the middle of the winter, and that instead of wearing a short-sleeve shirt, or capris, I should be wearing a ski jacket and longjohns.

Day 122 - Your favorite movie

This is a tough one, because most of my favorite movies, I've already talked about. But here's another one:

I watched this film in Italian during high school, and fell in love with it. It's such a cute story: postman falls in love with girl who won't have him, romantic poet moves in on postman's route, postman asks advice, poet is cranky, but it all ends up perfectly in the end.

I'm not sure if it's the Italian language, or the actors, or the plot, or all three, but something about this movie strikes a chord with me. It's beautiful in more ways than one, and this beauty transcends the screen and fills me with happiness.

This is one of the few movies that I've actually bought, and it's one of my most watched movies too. In fact, I may just go and watch it right now ...

Day 121 - Your favorite song

So thanks to one of my friends, this song has now been stuck in my head for hours (seven, at least). I heard it the other day on the radio, then later on my Pandora, and finally, I just had to figure out what it was. And that led to me watching/listening to the video around ten times ... straight.

I'm not sure what it is about this song, because it's definitely not my usual genre of music. But part of it is the lyrics, and the "coming home" part of it - I've been waiting to come home for months, and though I'm not completely there yet, it's within reach, and within sight.

Is this song my favorite of all time? No. Absolutely not. But it's my favorite right now, and that's the important thing. Because just like the artist, I'm coming home, and coming home soon.