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May. 11th, 2005 09:14 pmToday I feel like I just pinged from one thing to the next. Clean out the fridge. Start a new book. Clean off my desk. I just was wandering around the house, taking up whatever project seemed to strike my fancy. Ever since I started taking this new medication (prozac...da-da-da-dum...) sometimes I feel like I can't sit still. Even Chris has noticed it. "What's wrong with you? Just chill out" he'll say. It's a little odd to feel so, um, motivated, but I like it. I'm getting so much done lately. No more piles of unfolded laundry sitting around for weeks. But, at other times I feel quite the opposite. Tired. I fall asleep reading to the kids. Whatever. I don't mind either of these side effects because I feel at ease either way. I mean, the Prozac is doing its job. I don't feel like I'm dancing on the edge of craziness. I can deal. If the kids are screaming and running in the house, its cool. I can ask them to calm down without losing it.
Speaking of kids, tonight I started reading "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" to them. On Saturday night (while watching Harry Potter and the Chamber) we saw the first trailer for the upcoming "Chronicles of Narnia". The trailer was almost breathtaking. It looks as if this movie will be phenomenal. The battle scene reminded me of something out of "Lord of the Rings". Of course, it had the desired effect on the kids that the Advertising gurus hoped it would. "I want to see that movie!!" Zack said right away. So, I decided that first they are going to hear the story from the man himself: C.S. Lewis. It was one of my all time favorites growing up, and I figure its time to share the magic. The copy of "Lion, Witch and Wardrobe" that I have is a 'treasure' book (as my mom calls them). It is a beautifully illustrated copy given to me for Christmas one year by my grandmother. Tonight, as my kids carefully studied the picture of Mr. Tumnus, I remembered how I used to sit and stare at those pictures. I was trying to imagine what it was like in Narnia (for I was certain it was a real place.) It sucks to grow up and realize Narnia can't be real. But the best part, probably better, is watching my kids discover these places for themselves.
Speaking of kids, tonight I started reading "The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe" to them. On Saturday night (while watching Harry Potter and the Chamber) we saw the first trailer for the upcoming "Chronicles of Narnia". The trailer was almost breathtaking. It looks as if this movie will be phenomenal. The battle scene reminded me of something out of "Lord of the Rings". Of course, it had the desired effect on the kids that the Advertising gurus hoped it would. "I want to see that movie!!" Zack said right away. So, I decided that first they are going to hear the story from the man himself: C.S. Lewis. It was one of my all time favorites growing up, and I figure its time to share the magic. The copy of "Lion, Witch and Wardrobe" that I have is a 'treasure' book (as my mom calls them). It is a beautifully illustrated copy given to me for Christmas one year by my grandmother. Tonight, as my kids carefully studied the picture of Mr. Tumnus, I remembered how I used to sit and stare at those pictures. I was trying to imagine what it was like in Narnia (for I was certain it was a real place.) It sucks to grow up and realize Narnia can't be real. But the best part, probably better, is watching my kids discover these places for themselves.