it's THE song!

La seconde nous avons entendu cette chanson, nous avons su que le c'était le l'un! Je ne sais pas pourquoi je ne l'ai pas pensé à avant. Mais il fait juste mon oscillation de coeur et je l'aime autant de plus alors ces autres chansons. Un bon choix?



i feel like a dork but it makes me cry! i can't wait to dance with him to this.

my careers...

I am going to be an adoption agent (i guess that would be the English word?) in a few months. I am very very excited and it is something I have always wanted to do. But of course there are a million other jobs I would like as well. Here are some of them:

Professional Smeller


i have a really keen sense of smell.
Rue des Rosiers smells like fresh rugelach, latke, and olive oil.
Paris in general smells like the fresh flowers in Mathieu's shop and champagne.
My bedroom smells like J'adore Dior
My grandmother's village smells of grapes and fresh air.
Jeffrey smells like Brooklyn, which smells like pizza and rye and some sort of sewage. Jeffy says it smells like reality. He's weird. I smell everything and I am very good at telling what flowers and spices are in perfumes and such. I can also tell what smells bad and good, which would make me a very good smeller.

Matchmaker

Speaking of Jeffrey, his girlfriend Monique was over for entrée last night. Can you say awkward? She doesn't speak English first of all, Jeffrey can barely speak French...haha, we all pretty much shut Jeffrey out of the conversation. Needless to say they are no longer seeing each other. Know any good Jewish girls that look like shiksas? hehe. I love the Millionaire Matchmaker show, and I am being a matchmaker for Jeffrey right now. I love what Patti Stanger says about the "Jewish Spinner" myth. SO true! haha, all these dorky Jew boys want a petite little perfect Jewish girl that just doesn't exist. I am trying to pull Jeffrey out of that. So far I am not doing so well, but i am staying optimistic. haha.

Stylist



To prevent fashion tragedies such as this. Enough said.

Makeup Artist


I don't wear makeup anymore, but it used to be like my art, painting on all my stuff. it was fun! but it's a little too time consuming now. I'll get back into it when I have to.

Groupie


Who wouldn't love to hang out with bands all the time? Then I realized that most of them are grungy and gross and would try to violate me :)

I'm not sure what this is titled as...

But I really wanted to be married to a really conservative Jew, then we could move back to the Holy Land and I could raise our many beautiful children. PSH! Just about the opposite of what's happening now!

Weekend stuff/ photography

GOOOOD MORNING!
here is the thing with my cousin Jeffrey. he never sleep. i do not know what is wrong with the boy. gah. having a "brother" is quite strange. he smells all boyish and it is interfering with mine and my sister's lovely floral scent. plus he has dreadlocks, who knows what is hiding in those. he already has found a French girlfriend! I mean, my other cousin Thierry stayed with us for awhile, but he is more of a girl than a boy so that doesn't count (lol)

so this weekend we went to visit my grandparents Wendy and Thierry. they live in Beaumes-de-Venise which is a very lovely little town in wine country, not too far from Avignon. a lot of my family was there, it was a grande old time! we went to Avignon Saturday, just for the heck of it. I took lots of nice pictures with my cousin's very nice camera. Here are some photos for you (i did Angélique's makeup, doesn't she look so old? sorry if they turn out very big!):


Angélique scratching her nose all lovely like.
(its a camera illusion to make them look short...or her tall! clever clever)

I skillfully took this while riding a bike...bravo to me!

Angélique posing in my awesome boots that she has stolen

Olivier, Cedric, and some creepy boy

the back of Nathalie's head, Aurélie (my pregnant cousin) and her husband Jérôme.
i think i have a future in photography...not.

also i have a question, which version of Falling Slowly do you like better? It might be the song...


have a good week.

music!

Do you love music? of course you do! do you love it as much as me? Of course you don't! haha. i love music! it is one of the greatest things in the world. it has the ability to bring forth every possible emotion you have. Here are some of my absolute all time favourites that you have to check out, if you are a poor soul and haven't already (this is not a blog that should be read without the speakers turned up!):

Under the Bridge by the Red Hot Chili Peppers CLICK:
An all time classic for all of you '90s fans such as myself. It's a song that everyone can relate to. I mean, who hasn't felt "under the bridge" at some point? The words came straight from Anthony Kiedis's diary (who, ehem, looks quite nice in this video...), and you can really feel his pain in the lyrics. It's all about how you feel depressed and lonely, but once you go to your special place everything is all right. It's a personal song that I always listen to when I'm feeling a little down. The chorus is my favourite part. I have to belt it!

Glosoli by Sigur Ros CLICK
Ok, nobody understands what they are saying unless you are actually from Iceland, but still, just listening to it makes me get chills, and the video is a work of art. It reminds me of Jacob's hometown in New Zealand, which is all sky and land. So beautiful. And who doesn't love the sort of Peter Pan-esque story line of the video? Anna Beem, my friend Claire's sister is in it. Brunette girl who kisses the boy in the grass...also at the end. I will eternally be a fan of this spectacular band.

Loser by Beck CLICK
Another one of those weird '90s goodies. Anyone who knows me when I was younger knows that, well, I myself embraced Loserdom. This song was my theme song, and I still know alllll the lyrics. What can I say, "I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?" :)

What if God was One of Us by Joan Osborne CLICK
For anyone who is religious, this song makes you think. With lyrics like "If God had a name...what would it be?" and "What if God was one of us...Just a slob like one of us" Joan Osborne rocks it out. A beautiful, beautiful song, and while Joan got a little heat for it, it's definitely a classic.

The Music from Across the Universe click here...and here...once more!
I really really loved the movie Across the Universe. And I really really loved how they take a classic Beatles song and put a modern, beautiful rendition on it. The links to my favourites are above, but I also love Bono's Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds and Happiness is a Warm Gun.

You'll Be In My Heart by Phil Collins CLICK
Aw, Tarzan is great. This is my special song for my favourite little person. I think of her fondly every time I hear this...

Whole Lotta Love by Led Zepplin CLICK
Okay, so all I have to do is listen to the very first part (duh duh duh duh duhhh) and I freak out! There is only one volume for this song: MAXIMUM

Fix You by Coldplay
Another one of those lighter over the head songs. so pretty. Coldplay puts on an amazing concert! Whenever I have a bewildered friend, I always want to sing this song to them :) Everyone understands the lyrics! I like the video as well.

One by U2 CLICK
One of those songs that makes me wanna change the world! It totally sends the message that we are all ONE! Love love love. Bono is amazing. U2 is amazing. I love all their songs. ONE LOVE!

One Summer's Day by Joe Hisaishi CLICK
A love piano music. and this is my favourite piano song to play. it's like i'm sucked into some other world after playing the first keys. SO pretty. and I love the movie it is from too, it's my sister's favourite.

Photograph by Def Leppard CLICK
I love it, what can i say? Taylor Swift covered this song. I like the original better though. A sing along song!

There are so many more, i might just have to do a part II! but for now I hope you enjoyed :)

Gymnastics...

if you've ever met my sister you know that gymnastics is her life. like, really her life. she wakes up every morning at four in the morning to be at the gym by five. she stays there until about noon for dinner, then goes back and doesn't come home till after sundown for entrée. She loved her school but gave it up so that she can focus more on gymnastics (she gets tutored a few hours a day with a few other girls). she used to not have to work on Saturdays because it's Sabbath, but her coach made her go in today. Everyone was pretty peeved, but Angélique went anyways. So I went to pick her up, and she's practicing this new vault called a 1 1/2 twisting Yurchenko, where she rounds off onto the springboard and twists 1 1/2 times in the air. so, she didn't get her twist all the way around, and she totally lands on the side of her ankle and looks like she completely dislocates her knee. she was okay, but it freaked me out because she already has a back and ankle injury. i hate her coach so much, the best French gymnast currently is one of Angélique's friends, Youna Dufournet. If you ever watch any videos of her, you see herself nearly kill herself like 20 times. He makes the girls do things beyond their level, even though it's incredibly dangerous. I just do not want my sister to end up like one of these girls in the video. She looks up to them. Elena Mukhina and Nedezhda Ivanova of Russia, Sang Lan of China, Sabina Cojocar of Romania...these are the girls my sister looks up to, and all of their dreams ended tragically. all that work for nothing. i don't want that for my sister.

La planification d'une noce.

J'ai la robe. J'ai le lieu. Tous qui est parti sont une chanson. Que pensez-vous? Je ne peux pas attendre mars troisième!

These past few weeks since we moved up the wedding date have been crazy. We've mailed out all the invitations, I got my dress, it looks like this:


I also bought some EXTREMELY high heels, i could break my ankle in them! they make me about 5'2" tall!

Now, for this part, I need your help! Jacob and I have a million of "Our Songs," but these are our top five. Which one should we have our first dance to? Not that we will use exactly what one you want, but still it is nice to have opinions. So listen to a bit of each and please let me know! Thanks. (Oh, playlist is on the side of the blog, by the way!)



-Mils

Changed the title of my blog.

I was watching the movie "Le Fabuleux Destin d'Amélie Poulain yesterday. I love that movie! It makes me feel special to be among fabulous other Amélie's like Amélie Poulain. I have a poster of it in my bedroom. Anyways, I had begun to think, Hmmm, what is the fabulous destiny of Amélie Prideux? You shall find out by reading my blog...dundundun.
I have spoken in English all day today. Usually I never do, unless I throw in a random English word when speaking to my grandmother just to please her. I type a lot in English though, as you can tell. I've even gone as far as referring to people in less French names. I'm Amelia again, Angélique is "Angie" (hehe, she doesn't like it), i'm calling my mother Mom instead of Maman, and even throw in a Matilda instead of Mathilde. I can't think of anything good to call my father except "Dad." Jacob today is now Jacques though. Just cause. I'm hyper right now, I need to settle in and get to sleep.

School starts soon. Bleck!

We aren't very far into the New Year...

And i'm already failing at my resolutions! ugh! Another reason why I hate the New Year!

1. keep a positive attitude at all times! HA. That is easier said than done! i have been quite pessimistic and sassy as my family likes to say, haha.
2. try to become fluent in Italian Hmmm, i wrote a few italian sentences on my blog yesterday!
3. eat less sweets and more healthy foods I went to the market yesterday to buy some fresh produce, but I got distracted by these lovely little cakes, so i bought some of those instead!
4. become a better chef I made delicious escargot with garlic butter and wine, but that's about it.
5. spend lots of time with family i'm not sure why this is a resolution, i am always around them.
6. maintain weight around 93 lb I want to keep my Body Mass Index around 19-20, but i've been overeatting lately, and my goodness, I have gained ten pounds since last week when i was 90 lb! I weighed about 41 kg last week, and then today i weigh about 45 kg. rawr, i need to start walking Louise more.

but, i am succeeding in one resolution that i forgot to include. i am playing the piano much more and have even learned Joe Hisaishi's One Summer's Day from Spirited Away (see my music playlist on the side of the blog)

Hope your resolutions are succeeding more than mine :)

Amélie

Working on my resolution-

GIOVANNA, please grade my italian! haha
Ciao. Amerei diventare spedito nell'italiano. Per fare questo porterà molta pratica. Giovanna deve aiutarmi. Faccio bene fino ad ora, ma amerei parlare più naturalmente invece di stranamente come questo. Questo l'è per ora. Ringraziarla!

:)
Désolé, je n'écris pas en français plus. Le c'est plus facile à écrire dans l'anglais si tout le monde peut le lire. S'il vous plaît me pardonner mes amis français ! haha. L'école est de retour dans la séance. Je ne peux pas attendre de graduer. Alors je serai un vrai adulte. La pensée effrayante, non?

Good morning!

Well, it's almost 7:30 in the morning here in Paris. I am very well rested from the Sabbath yesterday, and feeling much better. I am sorry for my last blog :*( sometimes I just get slightly selfish, haha.

I started reading "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn" for English. I love it already! I love the stuff about Jews in there too. it's so funny! I loved Brooklyn, and my grandmother's family live in the Jewish part and they own a delicatessen and it's kind of neat to step into the book and think about what it was like for my ancestors when they rode to America and settled there in the Jewish part of the town.

My great-great grandfather, David, sailed to America in 1895, with his beautiful young bride, Anna. They had an infant and Anna was pregnant when they made the journey. They got to Ellis Island and then later went to the part of Brooklyn where all the other poor Jewish families lived. David worked hard to make ends meet for his young family, working in a butcher shop. Anna made and sold Jewish rye bread and later on when the two were more financially stable they opened their own delicatessen.

Their middle son, Gregory, penny pinched and hunted for junk just like the kids in "A Tree Grows in Brooklyn" do. While his siblings spent their pennies and nickels on candy and toys, Gregory saved up his, and studied hard in school and was the only one out of the six children to go past sixth grade. His schooling was cut short though, when at the age of 17 he went overseas to fight in World War I. While he was there he was shot. His nurse was a beautiful Iranian Jewish woman who had done the Aliyah (ascent to Israel) and to escape more oppression went to France. Her fake French name was Emmanuelle, but her real name was Leila. The two fell in love as Gregory recovered, and Gregory took her back to Brooklyn to marry her.

Leila and Gregory had seven children later in their marriage, Louie, Effie, Willie, Jenny, Hattie, Freddie, and Wendy. Louie, the oldest, fought in World War II, and never came home. Effie was a nurse and traveled all around Europe, and when she came home to Brooklyn and recounted what she saw, all of her younger siblings were fascinated, especially Wendy, who was just a little girl when her older sister told her stories. When Wendy was eighteen she was able to use all of her saved up money and buy a plane ticket to Europe. The year was 1960. When she came back from Europe she planned on moving back in with her sister Hattie in Pennsylvania where she had been staying earlier and going to university. During that time her schooling would probably be interrupted by her mother, as she was constantly finding nice Jewish men for Wendy to marry, and Wendy was okay with that. She spent her two weeks traveling around, until she only had enough money left for a plane ride back home. She was in Paris her last day, sitting outside a café. A young man walked past her, made eye contact and fell in love at first sight. Needless to say, Wendy called up her parents and told them that she wouldn't be coming home that day, that they should come over from Brooklyn and see their youngest get married at a Parisian temple. Leila and Gregory were distraught, as their daughter was supposed to marry a local man, instead Wendy chose to marry a Frenchman she had just met days earlier, and this meant that Wendy would be so far away from home. Wendy was sad too, because although she loved Paris, Brooklyn would always be where her heart was.

Thierry and Wendy had four children. Their youngest was a boy named Armand. Armand as a teenager worked at a local Jewish bakery. The owners of it had a beautiful daughter named Mathilde. Armand and Mathilde were smittten with each other and fell in love. Cosette and Léon were excited for this marriage, as Mathilde was their only daughter and they had always wanted a son as well. They wished for Armand and Mathilde to wait though, as the two were only 18 and Cosette believed that the marriage could not last. Armand had to explain to them though that his own parents were 18 and only knew each other for a day, and they were celebrating their 25th wedding anniversary that year. Armand and Mathilde had a beautiful big wedding in the same synagogue that Wendy and Thierry had gotten married in. Two years after their young marriage, Mathilde got pregnant and gave birth to an AMAZINGGGGG little girl (hehe) that little girl is going to get married to a New Zealand boy she met when she was twelve. and so the cycle continues.

I think it's so amazing how by a few moves the course of so many lives were changed. If David and Anna didn't leave Russia, I would still be there. Depending on the way you look at it, if Leila hadn't abandoned her life in Iran to find a better one in Europe, I would still be in Iran (which is not the best place to be right now.) If my grandfather Gregory hadn't gotten shot in the leg, I would never have had a drop of Iranian blood in me. If Wendy hadn't gone on that two week European exploration, I would be a Brooklyn girl. It's a strange thought. Even though I'm completely a Parisian girl, I know that there is some Brooklyn fire running through my veins ;)

The end. i hope you enjoyed ;)

RESOLUTIONS FOR 2010
-keep a positive attitude at all times!
-try to become fluent in Italian
-eat less sweets and more healthy foods
-become a better chef
-spend lots of time with family
-maintain weight around 93 lb

have a great new year!

-Amélie

I don't know why I hate New Years celebrations.

Probably because it's too close to the 30th, and that makes my brain clogged with sadness.

Maybe because it's so close to the 30th and I refuse to have fun because I feel guilty, then I feel dumb for feeling guilty and it makes me angry at myself.

Maybe because it's weird to be celebrating multiple things, when in the past this was a day of sadness.

Maybe it's because I have to work on New Year's day, and I have a parade, when I really am in no mood to be smiling.

Maybe it's because after I get off work I feel really terrible for not being perky enough for the sweet little girls who have come from all over to see Snow White.

But then I try and make myself feel better by saying nobody's favourite princess is Snow White anyways ;)

And then I come home and eat my feelings with the delicious New Year dessert my grandmother has made, and we all start saying resolutions, and everyone acts really awkwardly around me and they will continue to act awkward until maybe next week.

Ugh. I blame the 30th.

Will you make fun of me if I post song lyrics about how i'm feeling right now?
"Come stop your crying it'll be alright, just take my hand, hold it tight
I will protect you from all around you, I will be here don't you cry...
For one so small, you seem so strong
My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm
This bond between us, can't be broken
I will be here, don't you cry

'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
From this day on
Now and forever more"
-Phil Collins

I'm sorry for being so utterly depressed everyone, but it's just really hard for me. time has healed most of my wounds, but some will always be open.



Probablement parce que c'est trop proche au 30ème et cela rend mon cerveau bouché avec la tristesse.

Peut-être parce que c'est ainsi près du 30ème et je refuse de m'amuser parce que je me sens coupable, alors je me sens muet pour me sentir coupable et il me rend furieux à moi.

Peut-être parce qu'il est surnaturel de célébrer des choses multiples, quand dans le passé c'était un jour de tristesse.

Peut-être il est parce que je dois travailler le Nouvel an et j'ai une parade, quand je ne suis vraiment dans aucune humeur de sourire.

Peut-être il est parce qu'après que je descends du travail je me sens vraiment terrible pour ne pas être assez guilleret pour les petites filles douces qui sont venues de partout pour voir la Neige Blanche.

Mais alors j'essaie et me fais me sentir mieux en disant qu'à personne princesse préférée est la Neige anyways Blanc;)

Et ensuite je vais à la maison et mange mes sentiments avec le dessert délicieux de Nouvel an que ma grand-mère a fait et nous tous commençons à dire des résolutions et chacun agit vraiment maladroitement autour de moi et ils continueront à agir malaisé jusqu'à la semaine peut-être prochaine.

Pouah. Je blâme le 30ème.