I fully appreciate that I am not early to the content game with this review but as I am friendly with lots of other super busy mom's I thought they might appreciate a peers review.
When this was first announced (or more likely when I finally found out) I was ridicously excited about this series. Anne of Green Gables remains one of the most treasured books of my youth that helped shape who I was as a person. Someone who takes a really long time to tell a story that desperately wants you to appreciate and understand, someone a bit dramatic and someone who has a deep appreciation for bosom friends and books....and a bit of a smarty pants.
This is what you need to know going in friends:
If you remember the Megan Follows version from the 80's and it is your most beloved version of the story, go ahead and head over to your mom's and pop it into the VCR and watch it there. The same story is told in the Netflix version and I would even wager to say it attempts to follow the story as close as possible.
Anne with an E is a darker version of the story. We get a lot more backstory of what happened to Anne prior to her adoption with the Cuthbert's. Without revealing to much in case you haven't watch it, there is one scene in particular that as a parent is hard to watch, although brief. Perhaps the director meant to make us uncomfortable since it was a traumatic experience for Anne herself. I personally don't feel a need for every single backstory to be explained. I was however pleased to get more of the backstory on what possibly happened with Marilla and Matthew.
Anne self harms. Upon reaching Green Gables she has a sizeable bruise on her arm from how many times she pinched herself to makes sure she was really awake.
Anne gets her period in the series. This is not something touched upon in the novels or the other movies I have watched and I felt pretty indifferent about it. I did feel for her though with the panic of getting blood on the bedsheets. Prepare to be surprised by the non-reaction from Marilla when Anne comes in from school whilst on her period and yells at her. Period or no my mom would have give me a good run of kicking if I talked to her like that. Marilla never impressed me as the type to take that type of treatment...especially from Anne.
The alluding of possible gay relatives. A knowing look is passed between Diana and Anne as she explains to Anne about Aunt Josephine's companion of many years.
Conclusion: I am glad I watched it and would recommend others watch it as well. I think if you know going in that it is going to be different you might watch it with a little different perspective.
Sunday, June 4, 2017
Friday, March 3, 2017
Sorry McDonalds Cashier
Yup, I went to McDonalds today, day 3 of lifestyle change. No one is perfect you know and my mom oh so graciously offered to pay as long as I would meet her at the one near her. Sold.
As I drove over I thought about what I could possibly eat there for breakfast that was one billion calories of saturated fat. It has been ages since I rolled through Mickey D's for breakfast, mainly because I don't really care for breakfast to start and it is super hard to dip your hash brown in ketchup whilst you are driving.
Upon arrival I couldn't help but notice they still had up their holiday drink advertisements on the window. Mmmmmm hot chocolate sounded so wonderfully warm...and full of delicious sugar. Nope. Nope. Nope. I made it inside and ended up ordering my familiar favorite honestly because I panicked and there were people behind me and I have been trained my whole life to never let anyone have to wait on me. I INSTINCTIVELY ordered a medium coke with my meal. I ordered that so naturally it was like laying out the lyrics to my favorite 90's rap song....just rolled right off my tongue.
More panic. I promised myself no soda until Easter Sunday. Not because I am catholic and gave it up for lent but because it was a great mile marker for a lifestyle change. 40 days would break a habit for sure. I begged apology to the cashier and could I please have milk instead? It was an easy fix but I always feel bad for having to correct myself especially after so confidently ordering that soda.
What is interesting about this whole tale is that I have not really craved a soda in the last three days, until I ordered one and had to change my mind. Now it's there, calling to me to come rescue it from its soda fountain prison.
Not today soda. Let someone else be your hero today.
Today I chose me.
As I drove over I thought about what I could possibly eat there for breakfast that was one billion calories of saturated fat. It has been ages since I rolled through Mickey D's for breakfast, mainly because I don't really care for breakfast to start and it is super hard to dip your hash brown in ketchup whilst you are driving.
Upon arrival I couldn't help but notice they still had up their holiday drink advertisements on the window. Mmmmmm hot chocolate sounded so wonderfully warm...and full of delicious sugar. Nope. Nope. Nope. I made it inside and ended up ordering my familiar favorite honestly because I panicked and there were people behind me and I have been trained my whole life to never let anyone have to wait on me. I INSTINCTIVELY ordered a medium coke with my meal. I ordered that so naturally it was like laying out the lyrics to my favorite 90's rap song....just rolled right off my tongue.
More panic. I promised myself no soda until Easter Sunday. Not because I am catholic and gave it up for lent but because it was a great mile marker for a lifestyle change. 40 days would break a habit for sure. I begged apology to the cashier and could I please have milk instead? It was an easy fix but I always feel bad for having to correct myself especially after so confidently ordering that soda.
What is interesting about this whole tale is that I have not really craved a soda in the last three days, until I ordered one and had to change my mind. Now it's there, calling to me to come rescue it from its soda fountain prison.
Not today soda. Let someone else be your hero today.
Today I chose me.
Wednesday, March 1, 2017
No Day but Today
I am going to see the musical Rent on Sunday with my little family and the familiar song of "Seasons of Love" keeps simmering around in my head as the event gets closer and closer. We love musicals and love going to go see them together; the excitement of getting to the theatre, finding our seats and enjoying an activity that is just a little different than normal.
Different than normal. Yes this is where we get to the crux of my thoughts today. This weekend my husband went out of town and my best girlfriend from college came in town. We talked quite a bit about where our lives were taking us now that we hit the big 3-5 which is legit adulthood. I mean I had a water softener installed at my house this weekend with the bonus I got from work for crying out loud. Legit adulthood folks. Part of our talk included the most favorite topic of most women, how we had woefully gained so much weight and lamented our former thinner college selves, giving anything to go back to those times when we were "fat." Our current weights had become our new normal, normal to buy the bigger...everything and just accept that this is our life.
But we want to be different than normal. This is not our life and we will enter into the next season of our lives in full control of our weight and ourselves.
Today March 1st started a lifestyle change. Not a diet, a lifestyle change.
Today we skipped drinking soda.
Today we said pass to the candy and cookies.
Today we said yes to salad and light dressing.
Today we walked, today we worked out.
Today we started.
Tomorrow we will be a little bit stronger and a little bit more determined. Each day we will find motivation in ourselves, in each other and in those around us who have encouraged us to be the absolute best versions of ourselves.
No day but today.
Different than normal. Yes this is where we get to the crux of my thoughts today. This weekend my husband went out of town and my best girlfriend from college came in town. We talked quite a bit about where our lives were taking us now that we hit the big 3-5 which is legit adulthood. I mean I had a water softener installed at my house this weekend with the bonus I got from work for crying out loud. Legit adulthood folks. Part of our talk included the most favorite topic of most women, how we had woefully gained so much weight and lamented our former thinner college selves, giving anything to go back to those times when we were "fat." Our current weights had become our new normal, normal to buy the bigger...everything and just accept that this is our life.
But we want to be different than normal. This is not our life and we will enter into the next season of our lives in full control of our weight and ourselves.
Today March 1st started a lifestyle change. Not a diet, a lifestyle change.
Today we skipped drinking soda.
Today we said pass to the candy and cookies.
Today we said yes to salad and light dressing.
Today we walked, today we worked out.
Today we started.
Tomorrow we will be a little bit stronger and a little bit more determined. Each day we will find motivation in ourselves, in each other and in those around us who have encouraged us to be the absolute best versions of ourselves.
No day but today.
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