
Joel Berti
Joel is 40 years old today!! ! OMG, it’s hard to say it out loud! How is it possible that my first born child, my son, is 40 years old? This IS the only time I’m going to admit in writing that I actually have a 40 yr old son.
It doesn’t seem that long ago…I was supposed to attend one of my best friends’ wedding. I had a doctor’s appointment that morning and then I was going to be off to the wedding. Well you know where this is going; the doctor examined me and said “you’re not going to any wedding, you’re going straight to the hospital. Where is your husband?” I said, “He’s at work”. So the doctor said, “Well how are you going to get to the hospital”? “I’ll drive myself”!
So I called my husband’s office and left a message (these were the day before cell phones) and drove off to the hospital. By the time I got there, I was a little panicked. I was having contractions and didn’t know what to do with the car so I pulled into the Emergency Room parking lot and parked the car. As I was getting out of the car, a cop came running over, shouting, “Lady you can’t park there”! I looked at him, started to cry and said, “I’m having a baby”! Oh boy, that did it – he said, “Don’t move” and went and got me a wheel chair. Meantime, uh, where was that husband?
A couple of hours later, the nurse brought me a bundled blonde haired boy and I said, “Oh no, I had a girl”. She assured me that this was my baby and I insisted that I had a girl. After one more go around of this conversation, she snatched the baby from my arms and said words to the effect that perhaps tomorrow I would feel differently about this beautiful little baby boy.
She was right of course. Joel has my heart. I love him for so many reasons; he is a good person, kind-hearted, he never says anything bad about anyone, he is a gentle soul. He is easy-going (sometime way too laid back for me), creative, a thinker, an artist, and smart enough to look inward often and assess what he sees. He seeks the truth in all things, is often naive about people he meets, he adored his baby sister and often let her tag along with him and his friends. I’m so happy that she flew out to California yesterday with Finley and Francesca to be with him on this landmark birthday.
I thought this post might be like an open letter, telling Joel how proud I am of him, how much I love him and hope that he is happy in the life he has chosen for himself. He is very different from Chiara in so many ways and their lives are as diametrically opposite as the coasts they each inhabit.
I wonder if he’s ever going to marry and settle down. The path doesn’t seem to lead in that direction, time will tell. I’d like to see him as a father, he seems so at ease with his nephew and nieces.
Astrology, therapy, numerology, Frank Sinatra, new wave, Pseudolous, older women, younger women, surfing, GCA waiter, room-mates, acting, writing in his journal, lactose-intolerant, allergic to my cats, Charlie Brown, Wilie Wonka, Mr. Smee, Hartford Stage, “why don’t you model?”, a vintage motorcycle, house music, Father Sarducci, Acme Theater, preppy Izods, Louise’s, La Jolla Country Club, bartending, catering, PB+J’s, oh those blue eyes, tuna fish, sometimes poor, playwright, roofer, Bee Pollen, beard-no beard, penguins, vintage tee shirts, Wrangler corduroy jeans, Halloween…
Now if only he would return calls and call his mother more often……
I love you Joel Berti – Happy Birthday!!

Joel in San Diego 2008

Joel and Finley

Joel at The Sneak Joint in San Diego

Pumpkin Carving

Ready to Roll

My Wedding 2005
Movie Time! 3 Days-3 Movies-Third One’s The Charm!!
December 21, 2011 by pbenjay
Lots of things come in three’s and this week it was movies. We’ve seen HUGO 3D, WarHorse, and The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo.
We went to see HUGO 3D and enjoyed the imagery and of course the “new” 3D technology. Everyone we know who went to see this movie, raved about it so we were prepped to see a Scorsese masterpiece. We didn’t. IF it was meant to be just a children’s film, then I guess you could overlook the fact that Hugo as a character was endowed with such specialness, he might as well have been on Dora The Explorer. He was too unreal for me and perhaps that’s what distracted me from some of the film’s attributes. I alternated between thinking of Hugo as Harry Potter and Hermione when he spent time with Isabella. She was so like Hermione. And then, he would bring to mind the young boy, Trevor in Pay It Forward
The movie was about movies and Scorsese meant to show us just how much he loves movies and making them. Don’t you think it’s odd that this homage to hand-cranked cameras and hand-tinted frames was presented to us in stereoscopic digital 3D?
Next we went to see War Horse. Peter was hesitant about going and I was a little apprehensive because neither of us wants to watch any form of animal cruelty. Of course we know it’s “just a movie and no horses got hurt” but of they did get hurt and killed in the war and so just watching it was probably going to be upsetting.
Again, everyone who had seen the play was raving about how moving it was. Well of course it was moving…it’s easy to get an audience to care and cry about a beautiful horse who overcomes every obstacle and is a character so special, it becomes fantasy and not at all believable . In my opinion, the characters were trite; the drunken Irish farmer, the pragmatic and loyal working-her-fingers-to-the-bone wife, the dutiful son, the evil landlord and his snotty kid – they were all present. The horse was a magnificent animal just like Lassie was a beautiful dog. Honestly, the movie was pretty reminiscent of Lassie Come Home.
No question that the acting was fine, the cinematography was beautiful, the editing, superb. However, the movie itself, was just so predictable. The scene where the British soldier and the German one free the horse from barbed wire was a little over the top. And I mean, really…the horse actually ends up on the battlefield where his former owner is recuperating from an injury incurred during the attack??
Two down and two thumbs down – The Third One’s The Charm!
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