Encouragement

feelin the love

Is ‘happy Voting Day’ an oxymoron?  How about ‘feelin’ the love in LA’?  (and no this is not some soft-porn blog.)

Sometimes you just have to go where you don’t feel you belong, and stand up for something you do feel belongs regardless of the ridicule.  I was intent on coming out to Hollywood to show the television series I had put together, confident that “Our BackPack” would soften hearts and be  a home run in the family-viewing stadium of entertainment.  But frankly, this chick from Alabama had to put on her defensive garb to deflect the barbs that would come from the hard-edged agents, producers, distributers and lawyers.  It took more than ‘grits’ to get out here.  Beside the obvious cost factor ($75 for four salads, $4 bottled water), I had to consider those seasoned hard-asses who would also be pitching their ‘babies’ to networks and lawyers.

Apologies to those who presented their authentic heart-wrapped  ‘babies,’  when I tell you about the guy who gave his movie pitch to an panel of critics (think Shark Tank) in front of an audience of 650:  “My film is about a group of cannibal Texans who were capturing those who escaped to America — cooking and selling them as fast food.  It’s a way to deal with illegal imigration,” he said.   So much for Tex-Mex – these guys  were serving authentic Mexican! 

But amidst the film pitch deliveries were a few really good films of drama, heart and comedy that would make for good entertainment.

To say Our BackPack, the television series, has been overall ‘embraced’ here,  would be an understatement.  I have been hugged, patted, encouraged and inspired to go forward with my vision – a program for television network, streaming or video-on-demand -that would show our adventure to  a world of cynics who believe marriage and family is on the way out.  There still remains a heart for good family fare.

Regardless of what happens, we love and defend our families – close and extended, fractured and diminished.  There are no clear guidelines, despite the weak attempt to classify viewing with G, PG, PG-13, R or M ratings.  It’s difficult to be accountable for what our families take in.  But we can stand up and make a statement as to our beliefs.  I have taken my stand for family value here at the American Film Market in Hollywood.  And I have taken my stand by casting my vote.  It all boils down to values.  And I’m not casting my vote for somebody who thinks ‘treason doesn’t apply to them personally.”  Nor will I offer my treasure to someone who promotes classless entertainment.   “Yuk” to both.

I’m so proud of our show, but it takes a strong woman to stand against the odds.  Somebody said it better “If you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.”

Another note:  Never eat a burger on the Tex-Mex border.

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Dawn

Encouragement

Hi ho, hi ho. . . . .

it’s off to LA I go!    Happy, peppy, perky little song doesn’t quite match my mood; I’m going to war and will be standing on the front lines at the American Film Market in Hollywood this week.  Studios, producers, distributors — take your best shot!

When we came up with the idea of a family world trip, we thought of every reason imaginable why we shouldn’t leave home. Keeping your kids safe is always on a parent’s mind, especially after one has been taken away.  But Ron and I wanted our sons to learn to live courageously.  And courage starts with us.  Life is tough — horrid sometimes — but in order to get through it, you have to JUST DO IT!

I will never regret the money we spent on this experience, six-months of 24/7 time with my family, in a love ‘em, hate ‘em, but don’t leave ‘em-atmosphere.  Hiring a cameraman to capture the good, bad and ugly of Hirn life was a huge expense.  But what we have put together is a slice of life – real, real life –  a family rising from loss, facing joys and sorrows, boredom and anxiety as a unit.

I’m going to LA to try to sell the idea on behalf of those who believe the American foundation falls more closely in line with Family Values than blood and guts.  Not that I am too sensitive for blood and guts:  As a mother of boys–I’ve seen most all of it.   But we could surely use programming that draws a family into a room for one hour at a time, without dummying down to parents or having to cover eyes of younger ones, or explain why two men would be kissing each other.  Political correctness is not a battle I choose to win.

My hope is the show will inspire those who have gone through losses in their lives, who are struggling to keep marriages together, who wish they had more time with their kids before it’s too late, and those who are afraid to step out of their comfort zone.  Laugh at us, laugh with us – we don’t care.  Learn from us and develop a desire to spend more time with your family – we do care.  And so should Hollywood.

“Cover me,  I’m goin’ in”!

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Dawn

Parenting

What lies beneath!

“What do Scottish men wear under their kilts?”  I don’t have the answer and I’ve never ever been tempted to peek.   But I did find myself curious as to  why Colton was so insistent I find him the “fat suit’ costume for Halloween yesterday.

We have moved several times in the past few years, and I find it’s hard to track my own stuff, much less the stuff that belongs to my husband and three sons.  I find myself laying awake at night seeing the ‘lost thing’ in the perfect place I put it only to realize that I don’t live in that place anymore. If you’re a mom, you know that everything that belongs to your kids only belongs to you when it’s lost.  Then it’s your fault it’s gone.   As mothers, our reputations depend upon keeping up with their things.

My reputation with my kids has never affected my performance.  But I wanted to find that ‘fat suit’ for Colton, so I could be the Halloween Hero. FatColt.jpgAnd I finally did.  I should have expected something fishy when I saw him  — the serious, sober Colton – staring at the camera from under the fat suit.

Wasn’t till he got home last night that I figured the whole thing out!

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Dawn

Travel

Just a Peek: China

When we chose to stay a month in China, we thought of the words Dorothy uttered to her dog Toto when they landed in OZ:  “I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore!”   There were obvious differences: giant Buddhas don’t stand in the middle of Birmingham streets, and Legion Field doesn’t look much like Beijing’s Birdnest, the stadium designed for the 2008 Olympics.   We could have stayed home and seen China’s history and beauty in glorious 4K resolution, but we would have missed discovering some of the best treasures of China: her people. There are some definite differences, in many cases admirable:

China’s Ideals                                                                 American Ideals

MYOB                                                                          Get involved in everyone’s

*Fit in                                                                    *Non-conformists (tattoos to T’s)ch family.jpeg

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Value honor                                                              Trust your legal team

Quiet and aggressive                                              Outspoken and animated

Thin profit margin                                                   Wide profit margin

Saves humiliations                                                 “Swim with the Sharks”

Economics come first                                             Relationships come first

Humility is a virtue                                              “Humility”- sign of weakness

Respect for age, wisdom, ability                       Respect for success, wealth, youth

You can discover  China in HD on your TV.  But in order to be blessed by the people, you need total immersion with the  Chinese people.  When you break through their shy exterior, you’ll find the pearl – so to speak!

Dawn

Travel

London Bridge is falling down . . .

As we crossed the Thames River in London, England I had the “London Bridge” ditty stuck in my head.  Agonizing little tune.  One of the guys heard me and asked, “Is this the London Bridge, and why did they always talk about it falling down?”

 

We investigated:   600 years ago, the bridge was strong, with 19 arches secured by strong foundations set into the river bed.  That would have probably been good enough to hold the thing up if some enterprising merchants hadn’t decided to make a mall and fast-food court out of it.  By 1358, London Bridge had 138 shops, and a new-fangled multi-seated public overhanging lavatory, handily dumping ‘dumpage’ into the Thames River.  (Yuk)  Nobody thought it would cause any problem until The Great Stink, of 1858, when the heat of summer aged the poop and voila!   The Great Sink! 

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Fires and wars and floods came along, and they built it back.  But regardless what they did, nothing seemed to hold.  The old song finishes like this:

“Build it up with wood and clay,                                                                                                    Wood and clay, wood and clay. . . . Wood and clay will wash away,                                          My fair lady.

Build it up with bricks and mortar,                                                                                             Bricks and mortar, bricks and mortar. . . .Bricks and mortar will not stay,                         My fair lady.

Build it up with iron and steel,                                                                                                           Iron and steel, iron and steel . . . .Iron and steel will bend and bow,                                   My fair lady.”

Traveling made history come alive for us as a family.  London has so much to offer in the area of ‘strange but true’.   You think the London Bridge is Falling Down nursery rhyme has strange roots, check out:  “Ring Around the Rosy”. It’ll rot your socks!

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Dawn

Travel

Angkor, what?

They didn’t need to say it.  I read it all over their faces.  It was the day we sat down together to polish up the plans for our trip to SE Asia.  “We are going to see Angkor Wat —  a Hindu temple complex surrounded by a moat, built in the 12th Century by the King of Khmer.   Early explorers had come back with great stories about it, but nobody could get there to verify it, so nobody much believed them.”

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“How did it get lost?”somebody asked.  “Swallowed up by the Jungles,” I said in my spooky voice. (I always like to dazzle them with scary historical embellishments.)

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“Will we see Siamese cats in Siam?”  they digressed.   (I took a deep breath.)  “Nope – Siam is no longer.  It’s now called Thailand.  But we’re talking about the lost temple complex of Angkor Wat, sometimes known as the Seventh Wonder of the World.”  They weren’t dazzled yet, so I pulled out a few fun facts to try to get them in the mood for some AWE:

In 1860, Henri Mouhot, an explorer, had heard about a great Khmer temple lost in the jungles and was actually looking for beautiful birds when he came upon the temple.   Before cameras, explorers had only three ways to convey their discoveries:

Bring ‘em home, draw them or tell about them.

Even though others had found this complex earlier, there was no way to ‘bring it home’ and if they didn’t have skills to draw the thing or tell about it, well, few would believe the discoverers’ stories about what they saw.Facade_of_Angkor_Wat.jpg

Henri took his time to etch drawings of the temple complex and once the Western world saw his drawings and read his descriptions, Henri was set for a page in Wikipedia as the ‘finder of the lost temple.’    Others had beaten him, but Henri brought skills to the party!”

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“What about the Siamese Cats?” (I took another deep breath). “No cats here I don’t think – but lots of strange looking monkeys!”

The lesson here is about using what you’ve got:  Drawings are good, but  if you are trying to lure them to SE Asia, spooky temples and monkeys are a pretty sure bet.

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Dawn

Travel

Just a peek . . .

For the past three years, I have begged you to take a family trip.  Don’t you hate people that find something wonderful in their life and dog you until you do it?  Unless you are in the ‘planning stages of an adventure,’ I have failed.  So I’m trying a new tactic called “Just a Peak.”

Worse case is that you build your trivia knowledge without the total IQ putdown of Alex Trebek of Jeopardy. But best case is you will be tempted to go see for yourself.

We share so many funky photos with our Facebook friends, this blog will give you a little more background about our adventures which could potentially one day be your own adventures.

Boys in Angkor Watt.jpgWhat looks like a Cambodian Root Canal is actually the lost temple complex of Angkor Wat. How long was it lost?  Who took it??  How was it found?   Round trip tickets start at $670, but don’t book yet because there is so much more on the way.    But it doesn’t cost a thing to start planning next year’s trip with your family.

Talk Friday!

Dawn

Encouragement · Travel

Bug bites

One of the most difficult thing about bug bites, is you ever get to actually identify the little sucker that took a nip out of you.  Unless of course you were completely aware of the time and place he got into your skin.  Few of us ever are that lucky.

A bug burrowed under my skin, or bit me – I don’t know.  But I do know this:  ever since Ron and I went away together to the mountains last weekend, I have had the itch to plan another family adventure.  The travel bug strikes again.

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No amount of money —  no lottery, homestead exemption, tax refund or bonus can buy AWE.  You can get the Adventure part down, but unless you find a way to add in With Engagement, you end up with your version of the story and somebody laughing at you, not with you.  Take somebody who can validate your insanity.

We want to take advantage of our kids’ company as long as they will let us.  (Or have regrets for not spending enough time with one’s lost too soon.)  Sure, I look back on our world trip with them, every minute of every day for over six months, as pure joy, when one son punches a hole in my bubble to remind me:  “Mom, you said: ‘ I will never ever do this again’.”   You reflect:  I said a lot of nasty things when I was in labor too, but forgot them once I held my child. 

Once your kids are grown, all the ‘shoulda-woulda-couldas  won’t bring back a single opportunity with your young kids.   Take advantage of the travel bug bite now.  Begin planning for your next family adventure.  Go big – to lands where they don’t speak your language.  Even if it’s into untraveled parts of North America, mosey out West.  Take a ‘cah’ to New England.  Ya’ll come down south.  Or take a sweet ride to California, dude.

Start planning,  saving and setting goals now.    Nothing may ever be as satisfying as itchin’ that family travel bug bite.

Have an AWEsome weekend!

Dawn

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Reflections

Ah, I remember the days when Ron and I went off for a romantic “get-away” – just the two of us — booked at some fabulous five-star restaurant where they serve you ‘art’ instead of ‘food’.   You giggle at each other wondering who is going to be first to topple the triple layer salad with strange skinny breadsticks sticking out each side, topped with an origami-like vegetable-thingy.

Those were the days.  But these are the better days.

wine cheese.jpg This past weekend, we selected our romantic get-away for the Great Smoky Mountains and Clingman’s Dome.  And we had a ‘blast in the Pass” as we hiked up to the top of the Dome.   We went off path making our own way because that’s what we do, and at the end, set our own five-star table in the grass.

“AWE,” you say.  “I wish we could do that.”  Thing is, you can. Just take your schedule and a little carving tool, and scratch out some time.  A couple of days is a great romance-refresher and a nice break from running to this event and that event, and a picnic in the grass beats the socks off a bucket of KFC to go.

Ron and I don’t consider this selfish; we believe it’s essential for every married couple to step back and look at the ‘art of family’ they have created from a distance.  There is plenty of AWE to be found  in the Smokey Mountains.  Course, it  might have been the wine and cheese or maybe it was Mother Nature, in general. But I think it was more just having each other to ourselves.

Just do it!  (Oh, I guess that’s been used already.)  How about Find Ur AWE?

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Dawn

Family

monsters

When you were a little kid, do you remember the late night hours when you would wake up in terror and cry out:  “Mom! – there’s a monster in my room”? Despite how comfortable or what sleep stage she was in, she was there to assure you: “There are no monsters in this room.”  Hopefully she didn’t tell you “monsters don’t exist.” Because unfortunately life is full of ‘em.

Florida – the southeastern coast of the US – is facing a monster right now.  “Sleep” is the last thing they are concerned about losing.  Those in the know tell everyone “evacuate!”  “Expect power outages and storm surge.”  “Don’t be brave and take any chances.”

We are blessed to live in a time of technology where we are warned in advance of monsters. And still, there are those who aren’t quite buying the ‘evacuate order’  because they don’t see the storm.  By the time they do, it’s often too late.

In 2005, Hurricane Katrina hit hard and is still considered the third most deadly hurricane in history based on the numbers of deaths and billions of dollars in damages.  We are better at predicting and preparing for these monsters but there is little we can do when we come face-to-face with one – except evacuate or brace!

Monsters come in many forms.  Each family that has faced ‘a monster’ in their life knows it’s not really about cost or numbers.  We lost one child in the monster of an explosive car accident, and we know – ‘one loss’ to any family is a large number.   We could not prepare for this loss.

But the monster hurricane hitting the SE Coast, comes  with warnings:

  1. Pay attention to predictions of those in the know, who have ‘been there, studied that.’
  2. Recognize the signs that lead up to the monster.
  3. Tropical depressions with wind speeds under 38 mph face us each in our lives.  Learn to deal with one storm at a time.
  4. Tropical storms with wind speeds up to 73 mph, should tell us to stay put and batten down hatches.
  5. Hurricane monsters come in at wind speeds over 74 mph, are impossible to fight.   If possible, take yourselves out of harms way.

Learn to recognize the real monsters in your life, and defend yourself accordingly!monsters.jpegDawn