Monday, July 25, 2011

Thoughts on the final Harry Potter film...

As much as I absolutely adored the Harry Potter series (working in the children's department of Barnes and Noble for most of the series, they were very hard to avoid...and we can't forget the release parties I worked..."Midnight Madness"...I dressed-up as Hermione and I made a pretty fantastic Hermione. I'm sure most petite, young-looking brunettes with insane amounts of curly hair do, though.) I was never as into the movies, and didn't even SEE any of the movies until the last book had come-out...because that was all I had left.

My main issue with the movies?

They cut-out so many of my favorite Ron and Hermione moments.

Emma Watson and Rupert Grint?

Wonderful. Adorable. Terrific chemistry.

I could seriously just squish them both.

Look at how cute they were when they were little!

Couldn't you just squish them?


It's not THEIR fault that the movies cut-out so many great moments.

(Seriously? Did Ron holding Hermione and stroking her hair when she was sobbing at Dumbledore's funeral mean NOTHING to Chris Columbus?)

While everybody else in my movie theatre cheered whenever a bad guy died (or, you know, blew-up), I cheered when Ron and Hermione first (and finally!) kissed.

Nobody else did.

Does nobody else appreciate the greatest literary love story of our time?

The movie, as a whole, was lovely and powerful (even though they cut-out the scene when Hermione is being tortured and Ron offers his own life to save hers...whatever!) and a wonderful end to a wonderful adventure.

I also watched the JR Rowling life story TV movie on Lifetime recently and needed a towel during it...how I WEPT. The writer in me cried...the Harry Potter fan in me cried...the frustrated unemployed girl in me cried. Such an inspiring story...I definitely needed to be reminded of how much is possible if one just uses their talents.

(Ron and Hermione will always be my favorite parts of the entire empire, though.)

Diana Rissetto

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

"On a jetplane to nowhere..."

Paris Hilton just walked off of the set of Good Morning America when she was asked if her moment had passed. She also talked about how she'd been in "the business" for fifteen years. (And what business would that be?) I never saw an episode of any of her various shows (and I know there have been several.) I did watch her interview with Larry King after she was released from prison, and she talked about how much she read the Bible in jail. When Larry asked her her favorite passages, she couldn't answer.

When I worked in Barnes and Noble, I DID hand her book to many customers searching for it and I watched it become a best-seller with a very heavy heart.

I just heard that Kim Kardashian is suing Old Navy because they are using a model who resembles her in their commercials.

(Hey, everybody, I figured now would be a good time to let you all know...I have decided to sue Bernadette Peters. I'm really concerned that she's running around being all petite and pale and curly-haired like I am. Oh, the confusion she is bringing!)

Okay, I actually LIKE the Kardashian family. It started when I caught some of the E! True Hollywood Story about them and they talked about their dad's illness and death.It hit extremely close to home and I realized that the emotions I felt and the ones they felt were pretty much the same. I like the way they treat each other, it's all very typical sister behavior, and, in general, just think they're all very funny and cute and seem sweet.

However, I also can't help but asking...

Who are you, why are you famous and why do you get to be on Dancing with the Stars and I don't?

It all brings to mind the Peter Cincotti song "Broken Children." I actually never knew the title of this song and always called it the "Paris Hilton Song". I wonder if Peter Cincotti had her in mind when he wrote it.

Who's that face
On today’s front page
Sticking to my shoe
Empty eyes
And a real good smile
That's all it takes
To sell the news
She got her name
On Gotham's tongue
But Mama Fame
She eats her young
And half a buck
Ain't half the price you pay

When you got
Broken children
Shot in black and white
Chasing wasted lives
And they can't wait
To go there

Daddy's money
Bought a first class seat
And they all just fly away
On a jet plane to nowhere
On a jet plane to nowhere

Well I'm at a house party
At the Taj Mahal
The portrait hanging
On the wall
Has got too much wine
In her head
And she gets too close
And grabs my face
And says
If you like this place
Well, then you ought to see my bed
She gives an order
To the staff
Looks up
For the photograph
It's hard to know
If you should
Laugh or cry

When you got
Broken children
Shot in black and white
Chasing wasted lives
And they can't wait
To go there

Daddy's money
Bought a first class seat
And they all just fly away
On a jet plane to nowhere

The Hamptons
Is a summer dream
Where little kings
Chase little queens
They eat it up like
Hungry wolverines
And it looks like
The fabric of their life is
Sewn tight
But it's ripping at the seams

Broken children
Shot in black and white
Chasing wasted lives
And they can't wait
To go there

Daddy's money
Bought a first class seat
And they all just fly away
On a jet plane to nowhere
Oh on a jet plane to nowhere
Oh on a jet plane to nowhere


Diana Rissetto

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

And this is why we love Kate Middleton.

Kate poses with the star of the Anne of Green Gables stage show in Prince Edward Island and then told her that she was a huge fan of the series.

I bet right after this photo was taken, Prince William remarked that his mother and Anne Shirley's best friend have the same first name.

Diana Rissetto

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Do dreams reveal our hidden fears?

Last night, I had a dream that my sister moved to a new development and I was visiting. We were in a very elaborate lobby of some sort. I saw a young man in a business suit walk by and realized it was this guy I used to work with at Barnes and Noble.

His name was Sean and I haven't spoken to him in years.

Although in the beginning, I definitely had a crush on Sean, our relationship ended-up with having coworkers asking us, "Were you two brother and sister in a past life or something?" and separating us because we'd fight. ("YOU! Children's department. YOU! Bargain.")

But I was still very fond of the guy.

In my dream, I was so excited to see him! It had been years!

I called-out, "SEAN! HI!"

Sean turned-around and very casually said, "Hi Diana."

And left.

It somehow would have hurt LESS had he not remembered me at all than had he remembered me perfectly, called me by name and so nonchalantly walked away.

I was wondering what this dream meant.

It could mean that I really really miss Sean and want to reconnect with him.

Sadly, Sean has a very common last name and there are thousands of him on Facebook. And even though I have dozens of old Barnes and Noble coworkers as friends on there, I don't think any of THEM have Sean as their friend.

Oh, well. Whatever he's doing in this world...I hope he's happy.

It could also go along with things I am currently battling in my life that don't have anything to do with Sean at all. In the recent past, at least three people I thought were pretty important in my life more or less left it without looking back. (Just like Sean did in that dream.)

Maybe I'm really struggling with this, wondering why I was so easy to leave and what about me is just so unforgettable for all of these people.

Or maybe it really IS a sign that I need to reconnect with Sean.

Maybe he has the power to change my life right now or something.

Maybe I need to spend the next five hours weeding through all the guys with his name on Facebook...............................

Diana Rissetto

Recently, a relative's friend sent her a copy of the book He's Just Not That Into You to read...

...the friend included a note saying that I would benefit from reading it as well. (Apparently, my issues of the heart had been a topic of conversation with them.)

I read the book and it actually really depressed me.(As much as the film version rather inspired me...I can't help it, that closing speech was very touching and Ginnifer Goodwin is delightful!)

Basically, this book is saying that unless a guy is willing to light his entire family on fire, he's just not that into you.

There is no such thing as a guy who is awkward/shy/intimidated/scared of getting hurt. Oh, no. If he was into you...he'd light that entire family on fire.

However, it definitely brings-up many valid points that I see happening in real life.

Recently, a girl friend of mine told me that she had been dating a young man she met on JDate for a year-and-a-half. (A year-and-a-half!) She finally asked him if he was willing to go exclusive.

He told her he needed to think about it.

She never heard from him again. (It's been months.)

Another friend was also dating a man she met on an online dating site. He told her he wasn't sure how he felt about her and needed time to think about it. She told him she'd be okay with either decision, as long as he was direct with her.

She never heard from him again.

She sent him a text message reminding him that he had promised to be direct with her, and he snapped at her that he was with his family for his birthday.

(When she told me that, I had to ask, "Family? Does that mean he's got a wife and four kids???")

Both of these girls made me realize that what the book is saying is right.

( I do disagree with the general phasing. "He's just not that into you." It makes me feel like the woman did something wrong, like she's to blame.)

If a man is a quality man either way, things like this would never happen. He'd either have the class to be upfront and straightforward about not seeing a romantic future with the girl, or he'd pursue the romance without needing any time to "think about" how he felt about her.

Who on EARTH wants a guy who needs to "think about" how he feels about her? Is this a wine tasting class? Seriously.

Over the past few months, I was desperately trying to figure-out a guy I have known for a very long time and have always felt something for. I was using every excuse in the book...but I'm realizing now? He's just not that into me.

A close (straight, I should specify, since I have very few of those and their opinions are pretty gold on these matters to me) male friend witnessed how this guy acted around me and told me that he knew very well how to read people. He told me that this guy clearly had romantic feelings for me, and was probably keeping me around in case his life situation changed and being with me was more "convenient". He said this guy seemed to want to have me in his life JUST enough so that it didn't disrupt it...but that he probably wasn't conscience of the fact that he was even doing this. I brought it to his attention and he didn't say anything. I understand that I made things awkward by putting it all on the table, but I also can't forget that we have a friendship of many years at stake.

My (close straight male) friend told me I'm not allowed to ever be somebody's second-choice or back-up girl. I have no idea what is going-on in his head and I probably never will...it doesn't MATTER what is going-on in his head, what matters his how he's reacting and that it is incredibly hurtful. I just have to put aside how much it really, truly HURTS (because we were friends for so long, and, I can't help it...I'm one of the most sensitive people in the world) and realize that I'm only responsible for myself.

And the truth of it all, when all is said in done?

If he was just THAT into me, I wouldn't be dealing with all of that.

So...the book's right.

One day, I hope we're all just very much appreciated and loved and respected the way we deserve to be...because we are ALL pretty terrific women.

Diana Rissetto