Thursday, September 27, 2007
Saturday, September 22, 2007
have i got a blog for you.........................
so, last night Justin and I had plans to go see OVER THE RHINE at the Knitting Factory. Our good friends John and Val offered to come and babysit (which was sooooo cool). Thanks John and Val.
anyways, we get there right as the opening band plays, meet up with some of my old co-workers and spot some of Nathan's (justin's brother) friend's from Fresno...yada yada yada.
Over the Rhine starts their set and it is AMAZING, they played most of their new album The Trumpet Child. Towards the end of the set Karyn starts out by saying well i usually have a long set up here before this song but we received a letter and then Linford says yeah, a beautifully written letter that i am tempted to read to you all. and i kinda look at justin and he is like listen amy, listen.....and then karyn starts talking about a 5 o'clock shadow and how she loves it as much as AMY SOUZA (WHAT THE FREAK!!!!! SERIOUSLY!!! I ABOUT DIED!!!!!). Then they asked where i was (we were right down front) so i raised my hand and they were like smiling at me and i was balling my eyes out and then they started playing TROUBLE!!! This moment was like something out of the movies....i remember the song, i remember what they said but then it also all seems like a blur!
My husband Justin wrote them a beautiful letter (he let me read when we got home) and it actually got to them and they did what he had asked them to do........AMAZING!
anyways, then after the show we went to the road guy and said hey i'm the girl they were speaking of could we please say thank you in person. He said sure wait here. Then they ushered us back stage and IN PERSON we got to chit chat with Linford Detweiler and he said so, you're doing the mom thing now....hee hee. anyways, they were super gracious and awesome and amazing and wayyyyyyyyyyy coooooool!!!
can you believe my husband. he is so thoughtful and wonderful.....i mean really who does stuff like that! Seriously.....it was so amazing.....just exactly what we both needed in these days.
Awesome! Really Really Awesome!!
Posted by Amy Souza at 8:51 AM
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
i am really worried and sad for Brittany Spears.
she is really going walking through the storm right now.
i hope she has people in her life that really truely are surrounding her and supporting her.
people that have genuine love for her.
i wish i could just hang with her and give her a great big hug!
maybe have her over for dinner and watch Survivor?
not sure there is anything i can really do but it is painful watching her turmoil.
my hope for miss spears is that grace upon grace will fill her to the brim.
Posted by Amy Souza at 10:07 AM
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Justin and I went to see WICKED yesterday!
IT WAS GLORIOUS!!!
Oh just amazing.
It was so fun because neither one of us knew the story or had seen it before. We were being told a story we hadn't heard before!
A+ from the Souza Family.
It made me so excited for when Adelaide gets a bit older and she is able to attend these events with us! There were lots of kids there yesterday! Fun times!
If you get the chance to see it.............YOU FOR SURE SHOULD!!!!
Posted by Amy Souza at 9:01 AM
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
today i remember the thousands of people who died in the World Trade Center.
today i remember the thousands of men, women and children who have died in Iraq.
today i remember the thousands of men and women who signed up to serve.
today i remember that those who live by the sword die by the sword.
today i remember that peace is attainable.
today i remember that until i am able to throw the first stone i should walk in love.
peace and love friends!
Posted by Amy Souza at 7:04 PM
Monday, September 10, 2007
watching Monday Night Football with Justin tonight i learned something new.
i always thought that when the coach covered his mouth with the board or paper or something...i thought he was hiding his mouth so people couldn't see what he was saying.
tonight i learned that the reason he does that is cause it is loud and covering his mouth makes his voice louder and more clear in the mic.
Posted by Amy Souza at 9:58 PM
Saturday, September 08, 2007
I saw this and couldn't help but think HELL YA and repost!!!
Open letter to Owen Wilson
BY CATHLEEN FALSANI Religion Writer
This is a bit of a departure for me, as I’m not in the habit of writing fan letters.In fact, the last one I sent was a bubble-lettered note to the actor Jon Cryer about 20 years ago in the wake of his earth-moving (for a 16-year-old alt-chick from the suburbs) portrayal of Duckie Dale in “Pretty in Pink.”
But under the circumstances, I thought it was OK to err on the side of sycophancy.
So …Thank God you’re still with us, brother.
Please don’t try that again. We need you.
And by we, I mean the world.
As you well know, these are precarious, fraught times we live in, and the one thing we cannot bear to lose is our sense of humor.
To paraphrase that great celluloid shaman Elwood Blues, you, Mr. Wilson, are on a mission from God.
Just a ‘TV friend’
Laughter is carbonated holiness, and you, therefore, are a holy man, at least according to the theology of Anne Lamott. She’s my favorite writer, a funny lady who is as acquainted with melancholy as she is with humor.I once asked Annie whether she thought we — people — could be grace for one another. “I think we can hold space for other people,” she said.
In that way, you have been grace for me.
On certain overwhelming days, when it’s hard to catch my breath and bleakness curls around my heart like a purring cat, I can reach for any of your films — “Rushmore,” “The Royal Tenenbaums,” “Life Aquatic” or “You Me and Dupree” — and laughter liberates my soul.
Your words, written or spoken, sometimes provide the space for joy where it felt like there was none.Thank you for that.Now, I don’t know you from Adam.
You’re just a “TV friend,” as they say.
Still, I can’t help but believe that the common thread in your character portrayals — whether it’s whacked-out-on-mescaline Eli Cash, self-effacing fatherless Ned Plimpton, or tiny-cowboy-with-a-Napoleon-complex Jedediah — is the inherent you. The Owen-ness.
It’s a certain empathy — profound tenderness, really — that makes the ridiculous compelling and buoys tragedy to comedy.
Seeing with God’s eyes
It is precisely because of your wounded-ness and the visible cracks in your veneer that your characters transcend two-dimensional clownishness.You are the ne’er-do-well we root for in spite of himself (and our own judgementalism). You bring out the best in us and make it easy to forgive setting the living room on fire or crashing our wedding (or funeral). You are the mensch, the fool for the Lord, the stranger whom we let in, the divine comedian.
One blogger, a journalist who apparently knew you in Austin, Texas, back in the day, described you recently in a heartfelt essay as “a human sunbeam in the abyss.”I’m guessing, given recent events, that kind of description may seem laughable to you. Still, that’s how many folks perceive you even if you can’t see it yourself. And sometimes strangers can see us far more clearly than we are capable of seeing ourselves. If we’re really lucky, they might see us with God’s eyes.
I had to chuckle at one of the news reports about your hospitalization that breathlessly reported you had visited a Santa Monica church the Sunday before the incident, “either out of desperation or devotion.'’ Really, I can think of no better reasons to go to church. After all, to quote Annie again, the best two prayers one can offer to the Creator are: “Help me, help me, help me,” and “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”Should you find yourself back at that church or another, please know it is meant to be a shelter in the storm, the place where brokenness is the only prerequisite for membership, and where grace is shared by the bucketsful.Know that you don’t struggle alone, that you have kind company during dark nights of the soul, that you are lifted in prayer by those who know and love you best, as well as by those who only know you as the voice of Lightning McQueen.
Please let others hold space for you until the encroaching shadow of despair passes. And it will.And when your contagious laughter bubbles to the surface and overflows once again, know that you are in the presence of the holy.
We need you and the peals of holy laughter you inspire
Posted by Amy Souza at 4:01 PM
Friday, September 07, 2007
okay, can i tell you something totally freaky.
yesterday around 1 or 2pm i was playing with adelaide in her room when i heard one of her toys go off. it's this gym thingy that plays Old MacDonald. it usually only goes off when you press a button or pull on the rings. anyways, i went in to check it out and it was turned OFF!!! seriously....but wait, that is not all. Then this morning at 3:00am as Justin and I slept it went off again!! so, i got totally freaked out! Justin went out and checked it.........OFF!!!
what the heck........we have a possessed gym at our house!
If we die this weekend check into the gym wouldya!
Posted by Amy Souza at 6:44 PM
Thursday, September 06, 2007
okay, well i have made some sense of figuring out a new layout......i just can't seem to find how to put comments.....maybe a little more time and i'll have that in the bag.
I have added a bunch more links that i love to the side and i may even add some books or something......anyways.....let me know what you think (well once i have comments :))
Posted by Amy Souza at 10:40 AM
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
Posted by Amy Souza at 8:51 AM