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The only slightly sad thing about winter coming to a close is that I've gotten pretty good this season at creating soups from scratch on the fly. Since yesterday was chilly and grey and rainy, I thought I'd make use of the last grip of winter and the two heads of broccoli in the fridge and made a big bowl of Cream of Broccoli Chicken Pasta with Gorgonzola. Or whatever. I'm much better at making soups than naming them.
It was delicious and we ate it for dinner while watching Stranger Than Fiction which is maybe my new Favorite Movie Ever. Which, is different than the Best Movie Ever, because I'm still not entirely convinced about the construct of the ending -- if it's flawed, or if it's just the best it could be given the premise, or what -- but it doesn't really matter because the rest of the movie makes me so happy for so many reasons. The premise, every actor, the visuals, the humor, the romance. And it takes place entirely in Chicago, though they don't say its Chicago because they wanted it to be EveryCity which is kinda dumb if you're going to show the Picasso sculpture and have a prominent extra on a bus behind Will Ferrell reading the Chicago Tribune. But whatever, I love movies that take place in Chicago. And I loved this movie especially. It is hilarious and sweet and dry and its about death and living and fictional narratives and as an added bonus has Buster from Arrested Development.
Yesterday afternoon while playing hooky and waiting for DYA to come home, I randomly thought, "I could use a good shag" which is sort of funny for my brain to produce that, given I'm not British, nor have I been consuming copious amounts of British-influenced materal. After watching the movie last night, I ended up having a great shag, and then decided, I think maybe I like that word. It feels the same as saying "a fuck" but one can say it in mixed company, it has a more endearing effect to it, while still somewhat onomatopoetic and a little crass/dirty.
I've been up since 6:30 am. Maybe I should this more, because I've done lots of puttering around but it's still only 9 am. I should get it together quickly though and leave the house to get my required things done, before I unwittingly slip into the blackhole.
It was delicious and we ate it for dinner while watching Stranger Than Fiction which is maybe my new Favorite Movie Ever. Which, is different than the Best Movie Ever, because I'm still not entirely convinced about the construct of the ending -- if it's flawed, or if it's just the best it could be given the premise, or what -- but it doesn't really matter because the rest of the movie makes me so happy for so many reasons. The premise, every actor, the visuals, the humor, the romance. And it takes place entirely in Chicago, though they don't say its Chicago because they wanted it to be EveryCity which is kinda dumb if you're going to show the Picasso sculpture and have a prominent extra on a bus behind Will Ferrell reading the Chicago Tribune. But whatever, I love movies that take place in Chicago. And I loved this movie especially. It is hilarious and sweet and dry and its about death and living and fictional narratives and as an added bonus has Buster from Arrested Development.
Yesterday afternoon while playing hooky and waiting for DYA to come home, I randomly thought, "I could use a good shag" which is sort of funny for my brain to produce that, given I'm not British, nor have I been consuming copious amounts of British-influenced materal. After watching the movie last night, I ended up having a great shag, and then decided, I think maybe I like that word. It feels the same as saying "a fuck" but one can say it in mixed company, it has a more endearing effect to it, while still somewhat onomatopoetic and a little crass/dirty.
I've been up since 6:30 am. Maybe I should this more, because I've done lots of puttering around but it's still only 9 am. I should get it together quickly though and leave the house to get my required things done, before I unwittingly slip into the blackhole.
