Smatterings
While I'm grateful for all of the comments that I received for my "drama" post, I've taken it down, just because I've finally come to terms with my own emotional neurosis regarding the situation and realize that it was most likely a fluke (and I don't want the woman I was writing about to stumble over here and think that I'm a nut!). Simply put: massive, situational insecurity plus a dab of self-importance equals a neurotic spiral. Neurotic spiral over.
Weekend recap:
-rented several movies, including Woody Allen's Match Point (sucked; not only shoddy plot, but also, I think "trite" and poorly acted) and The Family Stone (also sucked, but in a different way; although depicted great, fun family with Craig T. Nelson as dad--automatic "snaps" for that--very sad storyline and difficult-to-believe twists).
-library: return some books, borrow a bunch more. Just picked up Barbra: The Way She Is by Christopher Andersen; fabulous so far, just like Barbra! Am jockeying between it and The Bell Jar (nod to BB!). Sylvia Plath is brilliant. 'Nuff said.
-stories submitted to a couple of online literary magazines; feel like I'm climbing back in the saddle. The horse still ain't moving, but at least, I'm ready to ride.
-We ate in. This is big for us, esp. lately. Last night, I made vegetable barley soup. Tonight, we had frozen pizzas. Apparently, 1/3 of California Pizza's White Pizza is only 280 calories. Who knew?
-Lou's making brilliant progress on his ability to use Photoshop. Click here to see how he restored a house in the neighborhood. Click here to see his Illustration Friday drawing (which has nothing to do with Photoshop but I find flippin' hysterical).
-Soap-y's visiting tomorrow. For the day. This will be good. I've started taking my daily routine for granted. I'll betcha on Tuesday I'll appreciate it again.
-big news of the weekend: Tommy Hilfiger kicked Axl Rose's ass. I think that this shows Tommy Hilfiger to be a classless man and I can fully see him frothing at the mouth while administering the beatin'.
Weekend recap:
-rented several movies, including Woody Allen's Match Point (sucked; not only shoddy plot, but also, I think "trite" and poorly acted) and The Family Stone (also sucked, but in a different way; although depicted great, fun family with Craig T. Nelson as dad--automatic "snaps" for that--very sad storyline and difficult-to-believe twists).
-library: return some books, borrow a bunch more. Just picked up Barbra: The Way She Is by Christopher Andersen; fabulous so far, just like Barbra! Am jockeying between it and The Bell Jar (nod to BB!). Sylvia Plath is brilliant. 'Nuff said.
-stories submitted to a couple of online literary magazines; feel like I'm climbing back in the saddle. The horse still ain't moving, but at least, I'm ready to ride.
-We ate in. This is big for us, esp. lately. Last night, I made vegetable barley soup. Tonight, we had frozen pizzas. Apparently, 1/3 of California Pizza's White Pizza is only 280 calories. Who knew?
-Lou's making brilliant progress on his ability to use Photoshop. Click here to see how he restored a house in the neighborhood. Click here to see his Illustration Friday drawing (which has nothing to do with Photoshop but I find flippin' hysterical).
-Soap-y's visiting tomorrow. For the day. This will be good. I've started taking my daily routine for granted. I'll betcha on Tuesday I'll appreciate it again.
-big news of the weekend: Tommy Hilfiger kicked Axl Rose's ass. I think that this shows Tommy Hilfiger to be a classless man and I can fully see him frothing at the mouth while administering the beatin'.
posted by Cate at 7:10 PM
9 Comments:
Hey, thanks for the props! I also enjoyed the ass-kicking story of the weekend.
BTW, is there a record for number of times a family can eat out in a month? I think we broke it. ;)
I watched "The Family Stone" this weekend and cried and cried and was SO pissed to be sitting there crying at a story that was not good enough to be worth the emotion. Bah!
(Did that make sense?)
missed the drama, glad to hear you are submitting!
Deb,
I know EXACTLY what you mean. I was going to buy TFS, even before viewing it, because I was convinced that I would love it (Craig T. Nelson, Diane Keaton, Luke Wilson, Sarah Jessica . . . what's not to love!), but then, we ended up renting it and I was so grateful that I hadn't pulled my usual impulsive purchase. I, too, bawled (esp. that final scene), but at a logical level, I kept thinking, "this is not working for me, this is so friggin' awkward, this would not translate." Perhaps, I overanalyze? Anyway, I won't be watching that one again (well, maybe . . . nah . . . too emotional)! Thanks for sharing your impression! xo
Jennifer,
Yeah, the submitting has been stalled for a long time. I seem to be at a healthier mindset now (ideal for dealing with the inevitable rejections!). Are you submitting? I hope so! And about the drama--I'm very happy that you missed it. Let's just say that my neuroses were out in full force on Sunday! xo
I totally agree about The Family Stone! WHO would fall in love with Sarah Jessica's character? I thought that it might have made a better novel, if the characters could be flushed out more...
:)
Amber,
I know. What the hell. For Luke Wilson's character to fall for her was completely unbelievable to me. Ooooh, good point about it making a better novel--I can so see that. xo
Found your blog from another (Be Present Be Here!) and had to HAD TO put a comment in because you wrote about two movies I recently rented and hated and I have had no one to discuss them with. Matchpoint---DEAR GOD!!! That just totally sucked, especially the ending. Come ON!!!! I almost wrote what it was, which would be a spoiler for anyone who hasn't seen it, but then I thought---shoot, don't even waste your time. I was nauseous by the plot... and The Family Stone, same thing. OK, yeh, Sarah Jessica's character was wooden and neurotic and annoying but did that family have to CRUCIFY her the way they did. Besides, supposedly the son LOVED her--enough to bring her home, enough to fight over getting the ring from his mom--it took him seeing her in that God-awful enviroment of his enmeshed family for him to get his head out of his arse... and then the whole plot-twist with the sister... painful. Did it have to be HER SISTER???
OK. I've vented. I wanted to do that sooooo bad...
I enjoyed reading your other post about not cleaning for 3 weeks. You sound like me!
HOPE YOU FOUND YOUR FAVORITE BARRETTE!!!!
P.S. Have you seen "In Her Shoes"?? Now that one I liked... Shirley MacLaine, Toni Colette, and Cameron Diaz... Made me cry.
Lucille,
Anyone who identifies with my non-cleaning philosophy is welcome here anyday! Loved your description of the movies--spot on! I haven't seen "In Her Shoes" but based on your comment, it's going on the list! Thank you! And thank you for taking the time to comment! I hope you'll be back!
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