wisdom.

My favorite movie is the 2005 version of The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. I get so wrapped up in it (as I did with the entire series of books, too) and I always come away with a hope-filled heart.

But here is a little confession for you. Don't judge me, okay? After I watch it, the child in 27-year-old me always looks at Claire and expects her to speak to me. In English. With a British accent. (You think I'm crazy now, don't you?)

I was browsing all things lovely on Pinterest this morning and came across this picture, so I wanted to share it with you. Here are some of the wise things that I believe Claire would say.

You know, if she were in Narnia.

a new calling?

A few months ago, my friend Denise and I were chatting about movie recommendations. I had just signed up for Netflix, and, knowing how much I love dogs, Denise brilliantly suggested that I watch Hotel for Dogs. She saw it with her [absolutely adorable] children, and they all loved it. That was enough for me: I immediately added it to my cue. It finally arrived at my house earlier this week. Claire and I were watching it last night (really, she loves movies/shows about dogs and barks back at the characters) and Lissa came into my room wondering why she kept hearing "Awww! That is SO CUTE!!" over and over again.

Friends... I think I found a new calling. There are daycare centers for dogs, dog rescues, dog kennels, dog shelters... But has anyone taken this idea and run with it? A hotel for dogs. It's a genius idea! Finding a big building shouldn't be too hard. All I really need is for someone to build the awesome contraptions in the movie:

A station of toilets for dogs that bags the "business",

seals it up, and transports it to a chute leading to a dumpster.

 A feeder that ensures that all dogs

get their exact portions delivered in their bowl on a conveyor belt.

 Robotic sheep for the dogs who like to herd.

Seat warmers for the pampered dog at the on-site spa.

A car ride simulation for those who like to stick their head

out the window to let the wind blow through their fur.

The producers of this movie were seriously onto something...

Now who's with me?

  

  

marley&me.

Oh. My. Word.


I just finished watching Marley and Me. And I practically squeezed the life out of poor Claire while doing so. I am still crying. I read the book awhile ago and cried at that, too. I decided that I had better not see the movie to spare myself some heartache. But then Netflix kept taunting me with these ads for the movie, so I started to feel my resolve weakening. I thought that, as a dog lover, it really is somewhat of a duty to see it. You can see how I was easily roped in, can't you? And can you blame me for succumbing to the temptation?


For those of you who haven't yet seen this movie, you need to. It is fantastic. Just be prepared to have a few boxes of tissues, a bottle of wine, some good comfort food, and a shoulder to cry on. Because you will certainly need it after.