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Erica @ 5 months

Well as of last week, Erica reached the 5 month mark. 

When E was preggy, we heard other parents remark that they grow so fast.  Boy do we ever believe it.  She’s now approaching 15lbs.

Thinking back since our last update, she’s gone from a newborn who mostly eats/sleeps/make dirty diapers to a newborn that well… eats/sleeps/make dirty diapers, but also now has very sharp hearing/eyesight, has full control over her head, can roll over, suck her thumb, and grab her feet.  Also giggles and makes a lot of pterodactyl like sounds.

It’s hard to believe that she was 4 months when we took her to Maui.  It was on the flight there that we first noticed that she was sucking her thumb, and not “west-coasting” it.  One night in the hotel room, we heard her grunting and doing something that was taking a lot of exertion… we naturally thought she was making a big diaper, but when we peeked into her crib, she had rolled herself over!  Now she can do it at will, and keep her head up to look around.  Her bum is also in the air, so we think it’s a precursor to crawling.

For some time now, she’s been staring at her hands… and it was during the trip that she discovered her feet.  Now she has them to stare and grab at.

One thing that’s surprised us is how interactive she is becoming with her surroundings.  For sure, her eyesight and hearing is better than ours.  While feeding, she can become distracted by the cats walking around, or if I’m feeding her, she’s scanning around to see where mom is.  She’s definitely spending more time noticing and staring at the cats and fishtank… and TV.  🙁

She’s also been practising her vocals, babbling, listening to how high her voice can go, making subtle gurgling noises.  In short, she’s finding her voice.

There’s also been other subtle signs that show she’s understanding things- like during nap time when I show her a soother, she’ll open her mouth to take it, and grab her rattle bear.   

So some photos- the one with Sloan was taken today.  Sloan is *almost* 3.  The other pic shows Aidan (August 9) and Caden (August 12) and Erica (August 17).  Aidan and Caden (and oh yeah, their parents) live in our complex.  E sent this photo to me at work and pointed out that e is playing with her two new BOY-friends. 

Auuuugh!   😐

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Bodyworlds 3

Yesterday afternoon I went to see the exhibit down at Scienceworld.  http://www.scienceworld.bc.ca/bodyworlds/

To be honest, I wasn’t sure how I felt about the exhibit.  Way back in highschool, I wanted a career in medicine, and the subject I had the most interest in was Biology, especially Biology 30 where is was all about human physiology, anatomy, etc.  This would be a chance to see the actual biological systems we only got to see in textbooks. 

The other factor is how we, as a culture, deal with death.  People die and are buried or cremated- the end.  The exhibit takes what is private, and makes it very, very public. 

On one hand, there’s a fascination with seeing ourselves in a totally physical context… and then there’s the viewing of someone’s remains, that culturally, we cover up. 

I think to view the exhibit, I had to detach myself a bit, and not think of them as people or corpses.  I don’t think I’m that squeamish- I remember a fieldtrip to the morgue where we got to view a film showing a real autopsy and I was able to have lunch afterwards. 

The exhibit.   

I would say it is grouped into 4 categories- anatomy and biological systems (organs, nerves, muscles, joints, circulation, reproduction, digestion, etc), diseases, development, and “human aesthetic”

I was floored by how well the exhibit showed the human anatomy.  The nervous system started with a human brain at the top, and like a complex root system extending down from the brain stem were all the nerves.  You could see the entire spinal cord as well as the nerves branching off to the limbs.  I didn’t think that the nerves would be so visible, in fact, it reminds me of the strings on a puppet that a puppeteer would use to control all motion.  You could see the nerves running all along the limbs and branching off every which way.  The Sciatic nerve was pretty visible.  It made me understand how easily a nerve can be “pinched.”  

I was wowed by the exhibits showing all the internal organs.  You read and see photos about them, but you don’t really understand their size and shape.  I was amazed at how small the kidneys and uterus is.  It gives me an idea of what surgeons see when they open a patient up and need to navigate through the maze of vessels, nerves, bones, organs, etc.  There was one exhibit showing a man standing up, and to his right was all his skin.  Just surreal.

The exhibit starts with bones and muscles, then proceeds to add in digestion, brain and nervous system, respiration/circulation, reproduction.  I was astonished at seeing how they used cross sections and other techniques to show the particular system.  You just have to see this for yourself.

Diseases.  Aneurysms, lung/liver cancer, blood clots, hip displaysia, arthritis, alzheimers… the exhibit does an incredible job describing what a healthy system looks like, and compares it to a diseased system.  With Alzheimers, you can see how the brain has “shrunk” for a lack of a better word.  They showed a lung of a smoker…. and had a “quit smoking” video right beside it.  Needless to say, it was a strong motivator.

One thing that caught my attention was “metasticized liver cancer”… which claimed my Grandmother.  It showed a healthy liver, and one that was full of tumors.  Since the liver has a high bloodflow, it is susceptible to secondary cancer that originated from other parts of the body. 

They had a cross section of an obese man- 300 lbs, which showed how hard the extra weight is on the organs.  It’s like the internal organs were being crushed and squeezed by the extra weight. 

Development- the last section was one of the toughest to get through.  It showed embryos from 4 weeks up to 8 weeks. I couldn’t see the embryo at 4 weeks… it was like a spec of sand.  At 8 or 10 weeks, it’s the size of a grain of rice, but you could make out little fingers.  After the embryonic stage, they had fetuses from I think 16 weeks to 33 weeks.  Fascinating to see the development, but hard to see as I could relate it all to E’s pregnancy and e’s development.  Especially the baby at 33 weeks.

Human Aesthetic- I’m not sure what to call this section, but they had exhibits where a man/woman would be in a beautiful pose, like an organic statue.  For example, they had a dancer “on point”, a skateboarder balancing on one hand, feet and board in the air, a male gymnast doing the splits, a female balancing on a balance beam or suspended from the ankles with an arched back.  There were a some exhibits showing a male and a female in a really beautiful pose together, but with an instructional message about the anatomy.  Again, really beautiful poses, but very surreal at the same time as it’s a person sans skin, and with some organs missing to show whatever system or structure it was intended to display.

So at the end, how do I feel about it all?  I think it raises some very interesting questions- it shows us humans in a very matter of fact manner, and in a very public way.  Every system is displayed, and I can say I learned quite a bit in the 90min it took me to go through it all.

The other question is- is that all we are?  Are we defined in absolute terms by our brains, nerves, bones, and blood?  From a physical standpoint, seeing how we develop from an imperceptible embryo to a full adult, it’s truly astonishing.  The other message I learned is that under our skin color, we are all the same.

In the end, as interested as I was in the science, I couldn’t help but to think about the exhibits as people.  All the donors are anonymous, because it’s not their identity that’s important.  You could tell that some of the donors were older, and not in the best of health.  But you could also tell some of the donors were young and healthy and strong.  I couldn’t help but wonder what happened to them.  What was it that led them to donate their body to the exhibit, to display their body in a most revealing and public manner?  For the couples, did they know each other in life? 

All throughout the exhibit were signs basically asking everyone to give thanks to the donors for giving us the opportunity to be educated.  I’m not sure if it’s suitable for kids of all ages, I personally don’t think I could have fully appreciated it highschool.  Should everyone see it?  I think it depends on the individual- but I did see a LOT of people, young and old, go through, and everyone looked to be very fascinated and appreciative.  And as I mentioned before, I learned a lot in a short time.

The exhibit is now open 24 hours until it closes tomorrow.

Erica and Evonne's Baptism

yahoo!! I'm in my baptism dress and I've been baptized

Today, my wife and baby were baptized; and for me, my past met my future…

This morning we got up, dressed baby in her baptism dress, packed her up in the car, picked up Grandpa, and went to Chown United for the 11:30 service.

Some of my earliest memories are of Chinese United.  My Grandparents have been going there since the 60’s.  My parents, Uncle Ron/Aunt Joanne, and Uncle Albert/Aunt May were married there.  I was the ring bearer for Uncle Albert’s wedding, and all I can remember is being directed down the aisle with an older girl who knew what she was doing, and looking at a packed church.  I freaked.  Thankfully my Uncle Foo grabbed me and kinda directed me to where I should be standing. 

Vennie and I, and most of my cousins were baptized at CUC.

Years later when I moved back to Vancouver from Calgary, I attended fellowship, met a lot of great families and friends, and was confirmed at 19.  I left CUC and went to Burnaby Alliance a few years later.  As it was there I met Evonne, I’m guessing it was the right move.  🙂

Now that I think about it, the church actually has been an important part of our lives.  Reverend Kao married Evonne and I in 2002, and now he is about to baptize Evonne and our daughter into the Church.

When we arrived, we had some drama over the parking arrangements.  The entire area is a bit chaotic due to the RAV line construction.

We were a bit early, so we made our way downstairs to have a seat.  The 11:30 service is all in Chinese, and most of the attendees are those in my Grandparent’s generation.  A lady came up to us, and she said to me: “I delivered you!”  Although it’s been many, many years, I immediately recognized Dr. Madeline Chung, and yes, she did deliver me way back when.  It’s not often you get to meet the doctor who helped bring you into the world!

She is now one of the elders, and helps Rev Kao with the service. 

As 11:30 approached, more familiar faces- Mr. and Mrs. Ng; Mr. Steven Ho- my Grandfathers long time friend; Mr. and Mrs. Seto; Auntie Garbo; Mr. Henry Ho…

It’s been years, but I remember each of them from when I was growing up.  I know their kids as well, but they attend the earlier service in English.

Erica was on her best behaviour- ever alert and ready with a smile or gurgle.  We weren’t sure what to expect from her during service, but she’s handled busy public events before.

Back in the 90’s when E and I went to service, we sat in the back, but because we had e, we were asked to sit right at the front.  I had my camera all charged up and ready to go when I was instructed to go up with E and e… meaning I had to let Uncle Ron do the photography.  Believe me, I had to really look for the best shots.  🙂 

After years of not attending, it wasn’t a strange feeling to follow the service rituals- we found the right hymns to sing and the proper passage to read.  Everytime I attend an all Chinese service, I do struggle with comprehension because they use the really big words. 

Erica really was on best behaviour- a few gurgles and shrieks when the Choir was singing, and during the baptism she just looked at us and Rev. Kao.  She took and nearly finished her bottle during the sermon.

Why did I ask to have Erica and Evonne baptized?  Well faith is the first reason, but also continuity.  It was nice to come back years after, and still see the family friends.  Everyone is getting older of course, but that’s all a part of life.  During the service, Dr. Chung made the announcements, and said some nice words about Grandpa- that he was a longtime member, and how this was a joyous occasion because his Granddaughter-in-law and Great-Granddaughter were baptized today… and mentioned how she delivered his Grandson- 30 something years ago.  She got some polite applause for this comment.

She then spoke in remembrance about my Grandmother- about how she was a long time, active member of the Church who helped in many events.  We were genuinely touched by this.     

 Erica's baptism       Rev Kao and Great-Grandpa    Dr. Chung and Erica

So why did I ask to have Erica and Evonne baptized?  For me, I was baptized as an infant, and although I spent years away from the Church, here I am many years later, bringing my daughter and wife back to the Church to be baptized.

For Erica, her whole life is ahead of her.  We’ll encourage her to keep an open mind and encourage her to find her own path through life… but that she will always have the Church, and Faith, and friends/family who will always accept and support her. 

 

Winter to Summer in 5 hours…

The morning of Dec 15th was surreal- howling wind, driving rain, and as we stepped out of the door at 7am, we were greeted by freezing rain/snow.

After the drama of getting to the airport, and losing the car seat base, the plane ride was fairly uneventful.  Aside from the stewardesses dressing in a conservative Hawaiian print blouse, and some passengers wearing sandals and shorts, it was a normal flight.  Luckily we had the extra seat between us so we could lay Erica down between us.  We were instructed during takeoff and landings to hold her in a burp position, but other than that, she could lay down on the seat. 

We were somewhat worried about how she would take the change in cabin pressure, and react to all the new sights and sounds, but she didn’t seem too bothered by the takeoff.  We had her feed shortly after takeoff so that the act of swallowing would equalize any pressure differences.  Throughout the flight she did her normal thing- sleep, eat, pee.  (Thankfully she got the big #2 out of the way while we were on the ground back at YVR).  We even got to hand her off to UH/AD for about 30 min near the end of the flight… just for a change of scenery.

As we came in for a landing in Maui, I had her in the burp position.  During the wide banking turn for final approach, we hit some air pockets and turbulance that had our stomachs in our throats.  We could hear passengers go “whooooooah!” everytime we hit one.  I’m not bad with this sort of thing, but I definitely felt the drops and could hear the engines speed up to counteract the turbulance.  I looked down at e, and she surprised me by falling asleep during the worst of it!

Thankfully we landed safely, and looking outside we could see that there was a very brisk wind blowing through the palm trees, so that’s why we had such a fun landing.  And the sunshine!  Haven’t seen sunshine like that for months!

As soon as the plane’s door opened, you could feel the extra humidity and warmth in the air.  At that time, we understood why some of the more seasoned passengers changed into shorts at YVR.

We got our luggage, stroller, and car seat (it was the very last thing to roll out onto the baggage carousel).  The stroller and car seat was a bit banged up, but what can you do?  We decided to use our own car seat rather than rent one.  The cost of renting one was like $6/day, and it likely would not have fitted our stroller.

Standing outside the car rental place, we had to get our sunglasses out, take off our jackets, and roll up our sleeves- it seems that Hawaii is a constant 27C year round.  Very warm, but not scorching hot like Cancun.  As we drove out and got our first look at the landscape, it was beautiful. 

I didn’t know what to think about Maui- my perception of Maui mostly came from Hawaii 5-0, Magnum PI, and the Brady Bunch episode where they visted Hawaii, and took a sacred idol, and got cursed with bad luck.

The scenery

I’ll post more photos into the gallery, but wanted to show this one as an example of the sand, water, sky, mountains, and trees.  Needless to say, it wasn’t hard to get used to all of this.

Kaanapali beach  

Differences in culture

One thing about visting a place like Maui or any foreign land is seperating the stereotype from reality.  I had questions like, “do people really say ‘Aloha’, or has Maui become so Americanized that they just say it for the tourists?”  Well as we drove along the highway, we saw one dude riding a mountain bike- fitted with a bracket to carry his 9 foot long surfboard.  I have no idea what happens when he encounters a strong crosswind. 

Another day we took a walk with e in a stroller by the beach.  A surfer/hippie dude walks by us, takes a peek at e, smiles and gives us the “hang loose” hand sign.  I thought that only happened in Magnum PI re-runs.

Like Mexico, a lot of the buildings are “open” meaning that there aren’t very many windows.  Our resort had sliding front doors for you to walk through, but then everything else is just open.  Covered, but open to the elements.  For example, from our hotel room, we can take the elevator downstairs to the lobby, walk forward about 10 yards, and we’re outside.  Basically the cover ends when the carpet ends.  

The very first morning, we went downstairs to the resort restaurant “Ono- which means delicious” and sat down for breakfast. 

Something was out of place… the food, which I’ll describe later was fine, the restaurant was outdoors, but you had cover… hmmm… wait… there’s a girl wearing a bikini to breakfast.  We noticed that girls wear bikinis virtually all the time in Maui- to eat, shop, run on the beach, and yeah, to swim.  When things “cool” down in the evenings, people cover up with miniskirts and tube dresses.  Two main observations- This never happens in Canada, and after the age of 12, Erica is banned from Maui.

view from breakfast     

Next chapter- more about the food and activities

… getting there is half the fun

I can’t believe that Christmas is over, and 2006 is winding down.  It has been the most memorable year for family and friends- lots of new babies, new job, Maui, engagements, retirements, milestone birthdays, etc.

It’s been awhile since the last blog entry, and so I’ll break things down into chapters instead of one big entry.

The big thing is that we packed everyone up and had a family vacation in Maui- Ka’anapali and Kihei.  We were apprehensive at the thought of travelling with e being just shy of 4 months… but until she’s 2 years old, she flies for free.  Plus we had Uncle Henry and Aunt Doreen (UH/AD) on our flight to give us a hand, and some potential baby sitters in Maui.

We were to leave Dec 15th at 7am to catch a 10am flt with Harmony.  The night before, we were madly packing and trying to get all the logistics sorted out.  In the end we managed to get to bed just after midnight… just in time for the biggest storm we’ve ever seen roll in.  First the wind- our windows are double paned and framed by plastic, glue, and compression fitted rubber seals.  They generally stand up well to the elements, but that night we felt the building vibrate when the winds were gusting.  I could hear the window and frame groan and creak as the wind whipped at it from the west- to the point where I was really concerned the windows were going to be blown right into the bedroom.  Although the windows were fully closed, the blinds INSIDE the window would move everytime a blast of wind came roaring.  The rain driven into the window sounded like someone was shooting an automatic BB gun.

In the distance, we could see lightning- blue and red, but we couldn’t hear the thunder?! 

About 3:30am, I hear a LOUD crash upstairs.  I went up to take a look, and found our big deck chair flipped over and on top of our hatch.  The top part was wedged in, so I couldn’t open the hatch to free it.

6am rolls by, and we find that the power is out.  Great.  We still have to finish packing and get baby ready.  We groped around in the dark and found our LED headlamps, flashlights, and lit some candles.  Somehow we manage to get all our stuff together in time for our ride to the airport.  We checked our flight, and it was still on time.  The worst was over.

At the airport, we went to long term parking and took a shuttle in.  The windows were fogged so we couldn’t see where our stop was, and the driver didn’t say anything and continued to Domestic Departures.  🙁

Ok, so we’ll unload and hoof it back all the way to US Departures… a good walk, but we were doing ok for time.  Halfway there, E realizes that we left the base for our carseat on the shuttle.  The carseat won’t work without the base.  Argh. 

Think fast… ok, the radio is faster than me trying to run around to find the shuttle.  So I run over to customer service and ask them to radio the shuttle.  They can’t do that, so they had to call around to find out which company runs the shuttle service.  After a few anxious moments, they found someone who could contact them.  They then instruct me to go downstairs and meet the shuttle.

Ok, I went down to the stop, waited a bit and the shuttle comes around.  I talk to the driver, and he tells me that he dropped the seat off to the Long term parking kiosk.  Hop in and he’ll give me a lift. 

So here we go back out to Long term parking.  We can’t leave without the base, and E can’t check-in without me.  I check the time, and we’re getting near 9am.

We get to the kiosk, and the attendant there informs the driver that the base is on another bus, and they don’t know which one.  😐

At this point, I’m trying to goto my happy place.

The driver then gets on the Radio “This is 1, looking for 4…”  “This is 1, looking for 9…” “Does anyone see Mike…”  “Is his radio working”

Time is now accelerating as we’re getting close to our departure time.  After an eternity of trying to raise the shuttle, the other driver responds that he’s at Domestic.  My driver tells him to hold and he’ll meet him.  We race off to Domestic where indeed, the driver and carseat base is there.  Whew!  I shake his hand and thank him for all his help.  I then realize I’m back at Domestic and need to run all the way back to US Dep with a carseat. 

I get there, we check in, go through security, and found out that we were pretty damn close to missing the flight.  The staff at check-in were getting panicky that I wasn’t there on time, and would miss the flight.  In the end, we made it to the gate and got on the flight. 

The guy next to us was nice enough to move seats so E, e, and I could have a row to ourselves.  I think he also wasn’t thrilled about being next to an infant, but hey it worked out for everyone…

Next chapter- Winter to summer in 5 hours.

 

Grandmom…

15 years ago this week, my maternal Grandma passed away. 

I think that was the moment where I realized that things will never go back to the way they were before.

For me growing up, it was great being part of a big extended family.  Everyone you know and care about has been around for as long as you can remember, and you don’t know life without everyone being present.  And then she unexpectedly left us… and left an enormous void in the fabric of our family.

I remember that day- even though I was 22 at the time, it was like I was 6 years old again… and I’ve just been told that there’s no Santa, my puppy ran away, and a dozen other events that mark the end of childhood.  I remember it was a very hard time for everyone.

One thing I’ve noticed over the past couple of years is 1) a lot of our friends/family are having kids and 2) some of our friends have lost a parent.  It’s a sobering thought for my generation to realize that our parents won’t be around forever… and our heart goes out to our friends who have recently lost theirs.

So, 15 years later… it’s gone by so fast.  My Uncle sent out some old photos, and with them, some pretty fond memories.  It’s clear that everyone misses her as much now, if not more so, as we did 15 years ago.  

When I think back to that time, I recall all sorts of conversations and odd recollections that shape my memory of her.  I can say that they are all happy memories… I think the only tinge of sadness is in recalling how much I enjoyed those years and how times have changed.

But, the fact that I’m writing about this means that her influence and values are very much alive… and I can’t help but to pass them onto my own daughter.  I realize that it’s now my time to start a family, and create the environment that made my childhood so memorable… and if we’re ever in a tough spot, E and I can have faith that we can get through it because we got some pretty good values from our parents and grandparents.    

  

 

Erica @ 3 months

It’s funny how in a publicly traded company, time is measured in a quarter… and depending on how things go, that quarter can whiz by in a blink, or take forever to finish.

I think our “quarter” is a bit of both- it’s gone by very quickly, but at the same time, it’s been jammed with a lot of events.  I’m sure some days go by pretty slowly for E, and the weekends are always a blur for me.

So how has e changed?  In the beginning, most things were pretty instinctual- eat, sleep, diaper change, look at stuff, etc.  About 5 weeks ago, she started making a fist and staring at it like it was a Monet.  Shortly thereafter, she started to visually track things- especially faces… even from a distance.  I’m sure her vision is now better than Mom or Dad (without their glasses).  You can tell that she studies things like the ceiling, features of different rooms, and especially the Poppy painting we have on our mantle.  She definitely recognizes her room, and that bouncy seat thing. 

She’s also been smiling for at least 6 weeks,and about 3 weeks ago, started babbling.  I think these two features have been the coolest, and makes baby even more interactive.

So it’s been a good first quarter… and I based on that, I think we can give even more positive guidance to the street for Q2.  🙂

 

Baby-isms

BeforeAfter

Ok, first is an unsolicited product placement.  The photo on the left shows our counter after we’ve sterilized all the bottles we typically go through in a 24 hour period.  Then my sister got us this unit from Skip Hop that organizes the chaos. 

Having done the parenting thing for a few months, here are some of my observations:

  1. Why, oh why do diaper shirts and sleepers have 3 dozen snaps?  Snaps down the front; snaps down one leg; snaps down both legs; extra snaps for the backdoor vent; etc.  What’s wrong with zippers or Velcro?! 
  2. Whacked out sizing.  We just uploaded some pics of e in a snowsuit for a 6-9 month old.  It’s so big, I swear E has a chance of fitting in it.  In general, it seems some manufacturers are way off in their sizing.  e is almost 3 months old, and fits in a 6 mos diaper shirt… so it makes you think your baby suffers from Gigantism.  As an aside, I think this trend is reversed in womens wear… 🙂
  3. Pockets- why do baby clothes have pockets?  I guess it’s the same as asking why do they make clothes for dogs?
  4. Tight diaper shirts… ok, there are these diapers shirts we used when she was a newborn.  When put on, they are very fitted, but getting it on over her head and her arms through the sleeves is like a contortionist’s act. 

In the end, I really like the ‘Maggie Simpson’- a bag with a hole for the head and arms.  Simple, easy to put on, and very roomy!  Now if they only made them in adult sizes…

new baby photos from Halloween

No, we didn’t get around to dressing Erica up, but E did get a pumpkin for e.  I think our kid count was about 55 kids.  Some costumes were pretty cool (Astronaut, many vampires, princesses, etc) and most kids didn’t seem to mind the cold weather… after all, they were fueled by chocolate and sugar to obtain more chocolate and sugar.

Boo! Our top 10 most scaaariest movies!

With Halloween just a couple of days away, most TV movie channels have been playing a steady rotation of horror/thriller movies.

As E and I are both movie fans, this got us thinking as to what we would include in our top 10.  As an aside, I think this is an interesting exercise that everyone should go through because it may give some insight about yourself.

The bigger question is what scares us, and why?  Are there any common themes (supernatural, evil monsters, evil people, nature, aliens with fangs or worse)?  Another thing to look at is when the movie was made.  For our list, most of the movies were from our childhood, when I think our imaginations are most vivid.  Later in adult life, it takes an exceptional movie to give us a good scare.

The horror movies I most dislike is where the protagonist does something really stupid (trips while running in the forest, floods the car while trying to start it, goes into the basement to investigate “the noise”, etc).  To me, it’s just a cheap way to generate suspense. 

Anyways, onto our list!

  1. The Exorcist-  The perfect horror movie, especially if you come from a religious background, and are 8 years old.  It made me sleep with a flashlight and cross under my pillow… It has a great story, freakishly scary music and sound effects, horrifying visual effects, perfect casting, and there’s not a single dull moment.   
  2. The Omen- I remember watching this in grade 6, and going to school and asking my friends to look for 666 under my hair.  More sinister than the Exorcist, but just as fun!  The Omen II was a pretty good follow-up, but the rest are forgettable.
  3. Alien- I couldn’t eat crab for weeks after watching the face hugger do its work.  Honorable mention to Aliens, which I personally liked as much as the original.  The rest were just a travesty.
  4. The Shining- Remember the river of blood coming out of the stairwell?  Remember the wallpaper?  Everytime I walk into an old apt building with that wallpaper, I think “RedRUM!”
  5. Jaws- Wow, we talked about this movie for weeks at school.  In my mind, another perfect movie because it’s right on the line of plausibility. 
  6. The Sixth Sense- Yep, even as an adult, this one got me.  There’s no evil bad guy here, but it’s more about our fear of death and the unknown.
  7. The Silence of the Lambs- Outstanding story, casting, and acting.  Scary on many levels, mostly because the evil here is a very sinister and depraved serial killer.  I’m sure Chianti sales went way up after this movie.
  8. Salem’s Lot- Gotta have a movie about Vampires here… Again, I remember this from my childhood, and man did it ever creep me out.  Crucifix around the neck and everything.  I think the creepiest scene was having the boy vampire tapping on his friends second floor bedroom window in the dead of night asking to be let in.  EEeeyaaarrgh get away!!
  9. The Thing- Cool visual effects (for the time), fiendish alien… 
  10. Texas Chainsaw Massacre- Freaky, freaky, freaky…

Honorable mention- Invasion of the Body Snatchers, Dawn of the Dead (and most Zombie flicks), Arachnophobia, Dead Calm, Dead Again, Psycho.

These days, there’s a lot of so-so, formula horror flicks that rely on special effects for thrills.  For me, it seems like the 70’s and 80’s produced the most chilling horror movies.  In any case, it’s a genre that’s great fun to watch with friends and family.  Everybody loves a good scare!  🙂