We amazingly went to a movie last night, me who does not like going to movies and was not wanting to go anywhere. Kind of an involved story: I went walking in the afternoon with a friend who mentioned that she and her husband were wanting to go to see The Girl Who Played with Fire (if that is the right name) and I said I would probably not want to see it, not my kind of movie. She said something about not really wanting to see it either – kind of violent and all that. So I jokingly suggested that the husbands should go off to see it, leave us home. Well, the result of that was that at 6:25, about 5 minutes after dh got home, my friend called to invite him to go to the movie with them. I know her intent was to take him out, give me a nice break, but what she did not realize (I think she does now) was that he would no more go out to a movie alone with them than go out for tea with her. I think he thinks of them as my friends, so going alone with them would be just weird. Long story short (sort of) – we all went. And I had just finished making supper, was just putting it on the table. Damn. Ok, we’ll have that tonight and I won’t cook. And as it turned out, the movie we had planned for was not actually playing at 7, so we went to see Mao’s Last Dancer instead and it was quite a nice movie. I’m sure I liked it much better than I would have liked the other one.
Right now the camera is uploading all the photos from the OR trip
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| very nice waterfall |
and a few I just took. It’s taking forever because of all the movies dh took of corgis. I’ll probably just keep those I actually want on my page, and then let him upload them again to his page.
I managed to take photos of: adorable baby bunnies,
the chocolate with the floppy ear,
my hat I don’t like
(I took it first on me, and boy did I look awful. I don’t look too bad when I’m smiling, but my “natural,” unsmiling look is really ugly ugly really ugly. I just look so dour and miserable), and the cowl.
So I will post those.
I honestly cannot think of anything else to say. Or anything at all cheerful. I guess I’m feeling pretty dour right now. Which is probably why I look so dour, because I feel that way so much. Just a miserable blah. I’m feeling very worried about money these days, anxious of course about work starting up, discouraged about fiber stuff, generally blah. And though in some ways I like Portrait of a Lady that I am reading, it is not exactly uplifting. It is laborious to read, and at least at this point in the story (if story there is) no one is particularly inspired.
I guess I’d better meditate so I can eat and get on with things – plucking bunnies is a big job for the next few days.
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