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May. 11th, 2013 11:10 pmNew crush: Merritt Wever
Nostalgia...
Apr. 11th, 2013 05:59 pmI remember, years and years ago, when I was in school, seeing a film about a witch who was scary, but then stopped being scary and made magic pancakes that made everyone happy.
It seems that this memory has been bugging a lot of other people from my generation. :-)
Here's a little clip to give you the basics. The whole film (it's only 20 minutes) is also available.
It's kind of magical stepping back into the past and seeing something like that again, with a vague sort of tugging at the strings of memory.
I get much the same feeling from seeing and re-reading the old books that we had when I was a child. Some of them books I read again and again, some that I read only once or twice but remember fondly. Other books that I don't think I ever read at all, but I remember being around, and which I would love to find in a library or in a second-hand shop. Books by Eleanor Farjeon, or Edward Ardizzone. Books with Richard Scarry's animals doing all sorts of complicated, interesting jobs, or getting into hilariously disastrous adventures. Books by E. Nesbit, or Edward Eager, or with paintings by Howard Pyle or NC Wyeth. Books with drawings by Erik Blegvad or Carl Larsson or Arthur Rackham. The Green Knowe books and the Paddington Bear books and the Winnie the Pooh books (I was so dismayed that someone I was dating hadn't had Pooh growing up that I bought a very nice set that I would read to her sometimes before bed. :-)
Nostalgia is such a strange admixture of happiness and sadness, real memories dimly seen though the dust of years, and memories that must remain slightly suspect (are they tiny parts of the past, floating up through my mind, or are they imaginings, created because I *wish* they were true?) I have the feeling that I should be careful not to indulge in it too much, lest I lose my way walking int he past and never find my way back to the present, trapped in glass like Garth in Fairwater (wow, there's another jolt of nostalgia there--The Aged Poet's wonderful stories of magic curses or simple fishing villages, with their amazing drawings.)
It seems that this memory has been bugging a lot of other people from my generation. :-)
Here's a little clip to give you the basics. The whole film (it's only 20 minutes) is also available.
It's kind of magical stepping back into the past and seeing something like that again, with a vague sort of tugging at the strings of memory.
I get much the same feeling from seeing and re-reading the old books that we had when I was a child. Some of them books I read again and again, some that I read only once or twice but remember fondly. Other books that I don't think I ever read at all, but I remember being around, and which I would love to find in a library or in a second-hand shop. Books by Eleanor Farjeon, or Edward Ardizzone. Books with Richard Scarry's animals doing all sorts of complicated, interesting jobs, or getting into hilariously disastrous adventures. Books by E. Nesbit, or Edward Eager, or with paintings by Howard Pyle or NC Wyeth. Books with drawings by Erik Blegvad or Carl Larsson or Arthur Rackham. The Green Knowe books and the Paddington Bear books and the Winnie the Pooh books (I was so dismayed that someone I was dating hadn't had Pooh growing up that I bought a very nice set that I would read to her sometimes before bed. :-)
Nostalgia is such a strange admixture of happiness and sadness, real memories dimly seen though the dust of years, and memories that must remain slightly suspect (are they tiny parts of the past, floating up through my mind, or are they imaginings, created because I *wish* they were true?) I have the feeling that I should be careful not to indulge in it too much, lest I lose my way walking int he past and never find my way back to the present, trapped in glass like Garth in Fairwater (wow, there's another jolt of nostalgia there--The Aged Poet's wonderful stories of magic curses or simple fishing villages, with their amazing drawings.)
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Mar. 18th, 2013 09:46 pmI've gotten simply an astonishing number of nice birthday wishes from folks on Facebook, which has been very cheering. I also got a lovely handmade birthday card and a hilarious present from The Nurse, which really made my day.
So, the cold having its odd depressive effect on my appetite, birthday dinner is a nice salad and some tea. :-) And to celebrate, since I was in the mood for something funny and romantic, I'm watching The Decoy Bride. Given that it has one of my massive crushes (Kelly Macdonald) as well as David Tennant and Hamish Clark (who I also adore and who, wow, lost a lot of weight since he was in Monarch of the Glen), I think it's likely to be the movie that the absolutely atrocious Made of Honor wanted to be when it grew up. Eleven minutes in, and they've already had me in stitches once (Elderly beldame to KM: "No throwing yourself at the men visitors, Katy. We don't want them thinking this is the Orkneys, where anything goes.")
After three days at home, I am getting stir crazy...
So, the cold having its odd depressive effect on my appetite, birthday dinner is a nice salad and some tea. :-) And to celebrate, since I was in the mood for something funny and romantic, I'm watching The Decoy Bride. Given that it has one of my massive crushes (Kelly Macdonald) as well as David Tennant and Hamish Clark (who I also adore and who, wow, lost a lot of weight since he was in Monarch of the Glen), I think it's likely to be the movie that the absolutely atrocious Made of Honor wanted to be when it grew up. Eleven minutes in, and they've already had me in stitches once (Elderly beldame to KM: "No throwing yourself at the men visitors, Katy. We don't want them thinking this is the Orkneys, where anything goes.")
After three days at home, I am getting stir crazy...
chores and miscellany
Mar. 3rd, 2013 05:15 pmUgh. Lots of things need to be done. All together it's way too much to contemplate, so I lie on the couch and watch Swedish TV mystery programs. So I've broken down everything into bite-sized tasks, doing a couple of which earns me a little extra something, like half an hour of Annika Bengstzon: Crime Reporter and a cup of tea. Still, about 30 task-items are going to take the rest of today and a couple of evenings this week.
Nicholas has gone to visit his aunties for a few weeks. At this point, I'm not entirely sure what we expect to accomplish from this, other than to give them a bit of cat company and allow everyone (feline here at #4 to have a bit of a timeout and reset. Maybe when he comes back, thigns will be a little less tense. I may take this opportunity to replace all the cat boxes, too. Several of the current ones are many years old, tatty, and *round* (Neta's idea). Who the heck makes a round cat box? Not someone who ever tried to scoop it with a square scoop, that's for sure.
Odd scrabbling noises from somewhere at the far end of the house. Under the floor? In the wall? In the attic? On the roof? Hard to tell. It's happened before. I think maybe a squirrel has a stash in the eaves somewhere.
Nice gaming yesterday (1866), saw Argo, and then had dinner with C&M and watched the opening match for DC United. Some good things, some not so good; Houston is a tough team, so I don't have a problem with us not winning there. Talked to C&M about grad school and got some unexpectedly negative reactions that I'm goign to have to ponder over.
Argo was awesome, BTW. I was remembering as much as I could of Guests of the Ayatollah as I was watching it. Despite it having some institutional flaws, I do admire our Foreign Service. I so wish I could have been part of it. Good work by Affleck (who is one of those people, Julia Roberts being another, whom I seem to be the only person to enjoy their work; ah, well). Marvelous acting, too from Alan Arkin and John Goodman. Nice cameos for Kyle Chandler, Bryan Cranston, and Victor Garber.
Had a very nice date this morning with someone I will call The SCAdian. Brunch in Arlington, lots of good conversation, very appealing person. Hope to see her again.
Right, on with the chores!
Nicholas has gone to visit his aunties for a few weeks. At this point, I'm not entirely sure what we expect to accomplish from this, other than to give them a bit of cat company and allow everyone (feline here at #4 to have a bit of a timeout and reset. Maybe when he comes back, thigns will be a little less tense. I may take this opportunity to replace all the cat boxes, too. Several of the current ones are many years old, tatty, and *round* (Neta's idea). Who the heck makes a round cat box? Not someone who ever tried to scoop it with a square scoop, that's for sure.
Odd scrabbling noises from somewhere at the far end of the house. Under the floor? In the wall? In the attic? On the roof? Hard to tell. It's happened before. I think maybe a squirrel has a stash in the eaves somewhere.
Nice gaming yesterday (1866), saw Argo, and then had dinner with C&M and watched the opening match for DC United. Some good things, some not so good; Houston is a tough team, so I don't have a problem with us not winning there. Talked to C&M about grad school and got some unexpectedly negative reactions that I'm goign to have to ponder over.
Argo was awesome, BTW. I was remembering as much as I could of Guests of the Ayatollah as I was watching it. Despite it having some institutional flaws, I do admire our Foreign Service. I so wish I could have been part of it. Good work by Affleck (who is one of those people, Julia Roberts being another, whom I seem to be the only person to enjoy their work; ah, well). Marvelous acting, too from Alan Arkin and John Goodman. Nice cameos for Kyle Chandler, Bryan Cranston, and Victor Garber.
Had a very nice date this morning with someone I will call The SCAdian. Brunch in Arlington, lots of good conversation, very appealing person. Hope to see her again.
Right, on with the chores!
rewatching "Diva" (1981)
Feb. 22nd, 2013 12:19 amDiva
Just finished watching this again, possibly the first time since I first saw it in the tiny art film theatre of my small college town in 1982.
It's a beautiful, beautiful film--built on the framework of a gritty French crime drama but filled to the brim with music and incredible, simple, gorgeous imagery. It features one of the two film appearances of Wilhelmenia Fernandez, a stunningly lovely, amazingly gifted soprano, playing the title character, an American opera singer appearing in Paris. The role she plays, and her performance of it--a strong, independent, but compellingly calm and gentle woman--are breathtaking. A series of scenes in the center of the film where the diva and her ?admirer?lover?acolyte wander through the streets of Paris are just astoundingly simple and beautiful. At one point she processes, like a queen, slowly and magnificently through the rain, her young man holding an umbrella over her as he walks a step behind her--it's a perfect fantasia of a powerful, serene woman and her loving and devoted servant.
The cinematography of the film is outstanding--not just the shot selection, but the imagery, the colours, the composition, the amazing simplicity of a car sitting quietly in a wooded glade or a lighthouse on a deserted shore. Watching this, the characters and the images came back to me, rich in their own right but somehow deeper and more beautiful for being able to remember the impact they had on me when I first saw them and then to experience them all over again, just as glorious as the first time, 31 years ago.
Some movies don't age well. This ages like the magnificent city of its setting--almost imperceptibly, but beautifully.
Just finished watching this again, possibly the first time since I first saw it in the tiny art film theatre of my small college town in 1982.
It's a beautiful, beautiful film--built on the framework of a gritty French crime drama but filled to the brim with music and incredible, simple, gorgeous imagery. It features one of the two film appearances of Wilhelmenia Fernandez, a stunningly lovely, amazingly gifted soprano, playing the title character, an American opera singer appearing in Paris. The role she plays, and her performance of it--a strong, independent, but compellingly calm and gentle woman--are breathtaking. A series of scenes in the center of the film where the diva and her ?admirer?lover?acolyte wander through the streets of Paris are just astoundingly simple and beautiful. At one point she processes, like a queen, slowly and magnificently through the rain, her young man holding an umbrella over her as he walks a step behind her--it's a perfect fantasia of a powerful, serene woman and her loving and devoted servant.
The cinematography of the film is outstanding--not just the shot selection, but the imagery, the colours, the composition, the amazing simplicity of a car sitting quietly in a wooded glade or a lighthouse on a deserted shore. Watching this, the characters and the images came back to me, rich in their own right but somehow deeper and more beautiful for being able to remember the impact they had on me when I first saw them and then to experience them all over again, just as glorious as the first time, 31 years ago.
Some movies don't age well. This ages like the magnificent city of its setting--almost imperceptibly, but beautifully.
I don't understand
Dec. 31st, 2012 03:09 pmMy dad had a bit of a thing for Bette Davis. She doesn't exert the same sort of fascination for me, but having seen a couple of her films (especially the brilliant All About Eve), I can understand it.
I just finished watching Witness for the Prosecution (and I will, as adjured by the notice at the end of the film, "avoid divulging the ending, for the enjoyment of my friends who have not yet seen the film"), and I confess that I cannot even begin to see what made Marlene Dietrich such a sex symbol. Maybe I'm being unfair and need to see some of her films from the 30s and 40s, but she seems cold, remote, and distant--even when she's being passionate.
I just finished watching Witness for the Prosecution (and I will, as adjured by the notice at the end of the film, "avoid divulging the ending, for the enjoyment of my friends who have not yet seen the film"), and I confess that I cannot even begin to see what made Marlene Dietrich such a sex symbol. Maybe I'm being unfair and need to see some of her films from the 30s and 40s, but she seems cold, remote, and distant--even when she's being passionate.
a rare surprise
Dec. 20th, 2012 03:09 pmSen. John McCain actually said something that I not only agree with but applaud him for saying.
According to BBC reporting, Sen. McCain, along with Sens. Dianne Feinstein and Carl Levin, criticized the new film Zero Dark Thirty for suggesting that torture was an effective tool in the hunt for Osama bin Laden. The three published a letter in which
According to BBC reporting, Sen. McCain, along with Sens. Dianne Feinstein and Carl Levin, criticized the new film Zero Dark Thirty for suggesting that torture was an effective tool in the hunt for Osama bin Laden. The three published a letter in which
The senators said the "use of torture in the fight against terrorism did severe damage to America's values and standing that cannot be
justified or expunged".
The makers of Zero Dark Thirty, they went on, had "a social and moral obligation to get the facts right".
Good on them.
(As an aside, I have worked with the US military on many occasions over the years, and many of my friends and acquaintances are serving or retired military. I have NEVER heard anyone say "zero dark thirty"; this expression (which usually means "really, really early" rather than referring to a specific time), is pronounced "oh dark thirty".)
videophile alert! for DC area friends
Dec. 1st, 2012 07:39 pmThe Video Americain video store in Takoma Park is selling off its stock preparatory to closing. While they're not just giving stuff away, and while a lot of their inventory is VHS, it's worth sticking one's head in, as they are/were a tremendously eclectic place (as one would expect in TkPk). Their section of foreign films (not just Italy and France and UK but Brazillian, German, Belgian, Dutch, Poland, Hungary, India, Africa) probably takes up more space than their section of American drama.
much more fun
Apr. 27th, 2012 10:54 amI am VERY much looking forward to this movie!
Especially after discovering to my sadness that Aardman released another movie last Xmas that I never even heard about.
Especially after discovering to my sadness that Aardman released another movie last Xmas that I never even heard about.
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Mar. 24th, 2012 11:09 pmNow THIS is what I call Spring weather--hours of drizzly rain, chilly breezes, and cool nights. Lovely!
Watching a sweet little movie called "A Canterbury Tale", about an American NCO who stops by accident in a small town while travelling to Canterbury. He finds a mystery and, with the help of some British friends he makes, solves it. It's (IMO) an odd and charming film, filled with eccentric characters, rapidfire dialogue of a very 1940s type, and wonderful glimpses of a British filmmakers' imaginings of country life in the 1940s (the film was made during the war--1944). It was largely filmed on location in Kent, so it has me thinking of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
blueinva--the only Kentish Man (or is he a Man of Kent--I can never remember) whom I know. And for those of my friends who are of a military history bent, Universal Carriers feature prominently in a couple of scenes! Three of them maneuvering at speed in one scene especially.
The pair who made this, Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger, made several other overlooked classic films, including The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp,The Red Shoes, Black Narcissus, 49th Parallel, and I Know Where I'm Going!, which I saw several years ago and liked for the same reasons I'm liking this one (plus a great starring role for the very young Wendy Hiller!)
Oh, and Phineas decided to sleep ON TOP of Nicholas just now, which was rather amusing. Unrelated to the movie, but funny nonetheless.
Watching a sweet little movie called "A Canterbury Tale", about an American NCO who stops by accident in a small town while travelling to Canterbury. He finds a mystery and, with the help of some British friends he makes, solves it. It's (IMO) an odd and charming film, filled with eccentric characters, rapidfire dialogue of a very 1940s type, and wonderful glimpses of a British filmmakers' imaginings of country life in the 1940s (the film was made during the war--1944). It was largely filmed on location in Kent, so it has me thinking of
blueinva--the only Kentish Man (or is he a Man of Kent--I can never remember) whom I know. And for those of my friends who are of a military history bent, Universal Carriers feature prominently in a couple of scenes! Three of them maneuvering at speed in one scene especially.The pair who made this, Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger, made several other overlooked classic films, including The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp,The Red Shoes, Black Narcissus, 49th Parallel, and I Know Where I'm Going!, which I saw several years ago and liked for the same reasons I'm liking this one (plus a great starring role for the very young Wendy Hiller!)
Oh, and Phineas decided to sleep ON TOP of Nicholas just now, which was rather amusing. Unrelated to the movie, but funny nonetheless.
my list of Xmas films
Dec. 23rd, 2011 08:50 amThere are some films that it just doesn't feel like Xmas without seeing, or that are super films set at Xmastide. This is my list (off the top of my head),
Comfort & Joy
Love Actually
A Child's Christmas in Wales
Scrooge
Lion in Winter
It's A Wonderful Life
A Christmas Story
Blackadder's Christmas Carol
I'm auditioning a newcomer this year, the WWI film Joyeux Noel
Comfort & Joy
Love Actually
A Child's Christmas in Wales
Scrooge
Lion in Winter
It's A Wonderful Life
A Christmas Story
Blackadder's Christmas Carol
I'm auditioning a newcomer this year, the WWI film Joyeux Noel
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Mar. 8th, 2011 01:01 pmSo, last night's dinner was at Big Bowl, which I selected more or less randomly. I had their vegetarian potstickers and the Panang curry chicken. The dumplings were good; the curry was amazingly tasty (almost Melissa-good! :-), but much hotter than I normally get. It was also a hearty serving, so the half-hour walk after dinner didn't just burn off the extra time I had on my hands; it was useful for settling my meal.
I had not walked much around Reston Town Center before. It seemed deserted, almost like a movie set. (Perhaps for an urban version of The Truman Show?) It is a pre-fab place, essentially an upscale, modern New Town. But I have to admit it meshes a lot more with what I feel is "appropriate" living for a developed country (high-density, walkable, integrated, though without as much shared recreation area as I think it should have)/ I guess one reason I like the nearby Lake Anne Plaza more is just its more contemporary, eclectic architecture. Dated and perhaps a bit hideous to some eyes, it doesn't seem as soullessly generic to me as RTC. But RTC isn't hideous either, just a bit bland.
Of course, like many liberal do-gooders :-) my own ideal is something a great deal less high-density and efficient than the sort of compact community that Reston's clusters represent. But I've never claimed to be consistent. *guilty shrug*
And the film I saw was (at last, before it disappeared for good) The King's Speech. It was just as marevlous as I had expected it to be. Really, Firth and Rush are wonderful actors, and HBC continues to be one of my serious crushes. :-)
I had not walked much around Reston Town Center before. It seemed deserted, almost like a movie set. (Perhaps for an urban version of The Truman Show?) It is a pre-fab place, essentially an upscale, modern New Town. But I have to admit it meshes a lot more with what I feel is "appropriate" living for a developed country (high-density, walkable, integrated, though without as much shared recreation area as I think it should have)/ I guess one reason I like the nearby Lake Anne Plaza more is just its more contemporary, eclectic architecture. Dated and perhaps a bit hideous to some eyes, it doesn't seem as soullessly generic to me as RTC. But RTC isn't hideous either, just a bit bland.
Of course, like many liberal do-gooders :-) my own ideal is something a great deal less high-density and efficient than the sort of compact community that Reston's clusters represent. But I've never claimed to be consistent. *guilty shrug*
And the film I saw was (at last, before it disappeared for good) The King's Speech. It was just as marevlous as I had expected it to be. Really, Firth and Rush are wonderful actors, and HBC continues to be one of my serious crushes. :-)
can I slit my wrists now?
Sep. 22nd, 2010 11:02 pmFlipping through my "saved to Instant view" list on Netflix, I came across a lode of Scottish films I added all together and decided to watch "Aberdeen".
Wow. I think the blinding headache and the feeling of mild-to-medium nausea I'm feeling may be the result of putting my contacts in again after a couple of weeks of not wearing them, plus too much coffee during our work off-site today. But it may be the result of watching the far-too-good acting of Stellan Skarsgard as a bingeing alcoholic and Lena Headey as his despairing and frequently coked-up daughter road-trip their way across Norway, England, and Scotland.
That is the sort of movie that is hard to watch, difficult to enjoy, but shows incredible talent by writer, director, and--most of all--actors.
Wow. I think the blinding headache and the feeling of mild-to-medium nausea I'm feeling may be the result of putting my contacts in again after a couple of weeks of not wearing them, plus too much coffee during our work off-site today. But it may be the result of watching the far-too-good acting of Stellan Skarsgard as a bingeing alcoholic and Lena Headey as his despairing and frequently coked-up daughter road-trip their way across Norway, England, and Scotland.
That is the sort of movie that is hard to watch, difficult to enjoy, but shows incredible talent by writer, director, and--most of all--actors.
consulting the reenactors
Oct. 9th, 2008 08:13 pmPeter, Scott, what are your opinions of (a) Bernard Cornwell's HYW books and (b) the movie The Reckoning (made from Barry Unsworth's 'The Morality Play')?
The former, of which I've read one now, seem moderately well researched, but are still at his usual mediocre level of writing (limited characterisation, lack of complexity, gratuitous--and yet somehow colourless--ultraviolence, hackneyed dialogue, cardboard cut-put Good and Evil characters).
The latter, which I watched recently, seemed rather well done all in all, and a pretty decent reflection of what I can recall from the book (read it when it came out, some time ago). Some of the attitudes are maybe a little modern (and Willem Defoe's attempt to sound English is awful!), but the material culture looked better than the Hollywood usual.
The former, of which I've read one now, seem moderately well researched, but are still at his usual mediocre level of writing (limited characterisation, lack of complexity, gratuitous--and yet somehow colourless--ultraviolence, hackneyed dialogue, cardboard cut-put Good and Evil characters).
The latter, which I watched recently, seemed rather well done all in all, and a pretty decent reflection of what I can recall from the book (read it when it came out, some time ago). Some of the attitudes are maybe a little modern (and Willem Defoe's attempt to sound English is awful!), but the material culture looked better than the Hollywood usual.
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Jun. 25th, 2008 01:45 pmAmerican Film Institute list of top American films
gr_c17 brought this to my attention and that of john_arundel. At first he didn't spot the "American" qualifier and vented a quite impressive plume of molten rock and poisonous gases about all the foreign films that had been left out. ;-) I'm still not sure how 'Lawrence of Arabia' qualifies as an American film, but...
Opinions? Disagreements? Agreements? (Naw, those are never any fun! ;-)
gr_c17 brought this to my attention and that of john_arundel. At first he didn't spot the "American" qualifier and vented a quite impressive plume of molten rock and poisonous gases about all the foreign films that had been left out. ;-) I'm still not sure how 'Lawrence of Arabia' qualifies as an American film, but...Opinions? Disagreements? Agreements? (Naw, those are never any fun! ;-)
Feeling much better, now. Insides will still be a bit unsettled for a while, but it's so nice to be able to eat and drink again; I could never give that up for good ;-) Did lose 5 pounds (temporarily) though. ;-)
A lovely thing is is having an afternoon off with one's sweetie, even if it's begun by random porbings and snippings. A. made us dinner, we ate and watched some Firefly, then did some snuggling and kissing and stufff, then watched Ae Fond Kiss and had some cups of tea. A lovely evening!
And it really is spring! I slept with all the windows open and woke up to sunlight and birdsong--lovely!
*A good film, which I'd seen before. Set in Glasgow, it's a Romeo-and-Juliet story of a young man of Pakistani family and a young Irish woman who have difficulty establishing their relationship in the face of opposition from their communities. The title is a reference to the Burns poem that begins:
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;
Ae fareweel, alas, for ever!
Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,
Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee!
A lovely thing is is having an afternoon off with one's sweetie, even if it's begun by random porbings and snippings. A. made us dinner, we ate and watched some Firefly, then did some snuggling and kissing and stufff, then watched Ae Fond Kiss and had some cups of tea. A lovely evening!
And it really is spring! I slept with all the windows open and woke up to sunlight and birdsong--lovely!
*A good film, which I'd seen before. Set in Glasgow, it's a Romeo-and-Juliet story of a young man of Pakistani family and a young Irish woman who have difficulty establishing their relationship in the face of opposition from their communities. The title is a reference to the Burns poem that begins:
Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;
Ae fareweel, alas, for ever!
Deep in heart-wrung tears I'll pledge thee,
Warring sighs and groans I'll wage thee!
My interior is still feeling a bit bruised in a few places, so I'm going to take a day or two more at home. OTOH, it's feeling much better than I would have expected right after the surgery. As much of a surprise as it was to me how much it hurt right after, I'm astonished at how fast the body bounces back. There's still some inside pain and outer tenderness, but I swear right after I was feeling as if I was never going to be the same again, like it would take forever to come back from something that ouchy. I guess what they say about guys and dogs (we only ever live in the moment) may be true. :-)
Another nice evening with Da Grrlz. Nora came over and watched her basketball game (at first it looked like we couldn't get it, but what had been blacked out was the previous Knicks-Celtics game that ran over--although I have no idea why *that* would be blacked out for a DC audience...), but the four of us didn't go out to dinner. NB was feeling a bit off, and I was still a little dodgy for transport. So when C & M got back from an afternoon of shopping, they heated up the rest of the delicious stew from the night before and we watched the second half of the Elizabeth program.
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Another nice evening with Da Grrlz. Nora came over and watched her basketball game (at first it looked like we couldn't get it, but what had been blacked out was the previous Knicks-Celtics game that ran over--although I have no idea why *that* would be blacked out for a DC audience...), but the four of us didn't go out to dinner. NB was feeling a bit off, and I was still a little dodgy for transport. So when C & M got back from an afternoon of shopping, they heated up the rest of the delicious stew from the night before and we watched the second half of the Elizabeth program.
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