It's that day again. A Monday when I awake happy and looking forward to my work, when I recall that I haven't blogged in ages because I'm so busy doing... y'know, stuff, instead of writing in a blog, and decide to share a list.
In spite of the fact that yesterday I consdered the possibility of launching my new site at the end of the month and killing this blog, it's doubtful that I ever could. I'd feel fragmented and cut off if I didn't have this outlet to check in and rant about the minutia of my life. Which is what I'm about to do here. Rant about the minutia of my life, specifically the last few days.
In no particular order:
- On Friday I met for a sushi lunch with a friend I haven't seen in nearly a year. Sometime during our conversation she declared "I live vicariously through you," which she's confused me with before. I often feel my life is one frantic mess after another, and she finds it intriguing. So I did what you would have done: I suggested that we start meeting for sushi every month! Heh.
- I hate it when I enjoy seeing a movie that gets loud negative reviews. Such as Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland. I loved this movie. Reading these reviews makes me feel momentarily simple and too easily pleased, or something. I don't care that the plot could have been seen as flat or predictable, and I don't think that it's an affront to Lewis Carroll that Burton decided to make this movie and weave a story (with a plot of any kind, in the first place,) stemming from his original. Isn't this what good writing is supposed to do? Make us want to play with the characters and question what else might have happened to them? Inspire more stories? The flim was visually delightful and funny, and I had a fantastic time seeing it. So there, I've said it. Thank you. Next...
- Watching my sister with her little one on Saturday made me recall what an excellent mom she is. Little guy approached her with a really huge stick. Hyooooge. A friend had mentioned how the tree in her front yard had looked like monsters in the snow last week, at 2am, and my nephew couldn't stand not being able to take "a monster" home with him. So he asks, "Mom, can I take this monster home with me?" To which sis replied, "Well, let's see if you can get it in the car!" Not "Of course we don't need a big stick in the back of my car!" but rather, she embraced his thrill and honored his imagination. When the stick had to be broken, he chose the larger part that remained. Naturally. And she let him. Good stuff.
- In looking for writing inspiration earlier, I clicked through a few pages on StumbleUpon, and found the photo at the top of this page. I don't know who originally shot it and I don't know anything about the quote. But I think it's a great way to start any day, especially a Monday. So I thought I'd share it with you too!
- I watched a little bit of the Oscars last night. For no good reason except that they were on. Preeeeetty dresses!