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May 27, 2012~ 12:00 am
Married two weeks tomorrow and though nothing has changed, EVERYTHING has changed. Yes we're still in two different houses, seeing eachother only on weekends, but inside.... everything GLOWS. Everything has WINGS.
And yes, I mentioned we'd begin to move stuff starting this weekend but, oh my! --IT'S SO INFERNALLY HOT! lol That's gonna have to wait. THREE DAMN DAYS OF 90 DEGREES OR BETTER HERE... holy cow! In May! (Besides... I'm completely shot from the furious 'make-up pace' at work all week, so we both really looked forward to a 'do nuthin', long holiday weekend.)
All we need do is look down at the rings we're wearing, look into eyes lit up with what we've committed to, and we KNOW we've come a long way. We're poised and positioned. We've entered a new kind of world
that really DOES feel like it's only we two. Life has its gnarly turns and shadows and lots of tangled unknowns waiting out there... then along comes marriage, and it's like a path lit with warmth and support. All things become an adventure shared, and no matter the threat -as long as there's two arm in arm- the trail is leading to a brighter place.
Love makes it so, because love makes the awful things bearable and the good ones twice as wondrous. In the words of Dante
This has been a quiet weekend.....I've not seen hide nor hair of Holly's family. (Perhaps Wayne and I are getting senile and plumb forgot they were going away for Memorial Day weekend, which is altogether possible --or the opportunity arose and they simply skiddaddled --so we ate out the last two evenings. Friday at Calabria's and Saturday we dined at 'Silk Road', and were quite happy to see Dan, our usual waiter, back from a two month trip to China. He was chipper and enthusiastic in sharing stories with us, and we enjoyed hearing him tell about seeing the Great Wall, and how, for only a dollar, you can ride public transportation all day long. It was nice to feel more like friends than merely 'waiter and customers'-- and the FOOD was top notch. Made for a nice COOL meal. The decor is very subdued there, dark and relaxing --and was quite a relief from the skillet outside.
We were also pleased to find one copy left, of a long-awaited film
We'd both read and loved the book, and were anxious to see what Hollywood would do with the story since, in the book, you mostly hear the constant thoughts of the main character of Oscar, a child who'd lost his father in the 911 tragedy. For the most part the film succeeds in creating a believable and moving story. I'm sure in order to keep the film on a clearer trajectory than the novel -with its numerous side stories and an INFINITELY more detailed study of the extraordinary near-genius child at the center of the story, it does manage to catch him quite faithfully --and I think Sandra Bullock did an exceptional job of making the mother more accessible and sympathetic than the way she comes off in print. In the novel there's a 'remoteness' about the mother right up to the very end.
The movie's ending is wonderfully warm and uplifting... much moreso than the novel itself.
If you've never read it or watched the film version, it's truly Oskar who steals your heart. After 911, he finds a key hidden in a blue vase in his father's bedroom, high up inside the closet. (It's a room he'd stayed away from for a full year because the loss was so hideously, staggeringly painful.)
Oskar shared a unique closeness with his dad and becomes CONVINCED if he could only find what the key OPENS
he'd somehow discover a way for things to make sense. Perhaps his dad had left a kind of bread crumb trail to some redeeming truth (because the ENORMITY and the RANDOMNESS of the tragedy are simply unbearable to him.) The key is in an envelope with the single word, 'BLACK' printed on it.
Watching Oskar, a brilliant and precocious child, negotiate through a pain made all the more trying because he's nearly hobbled by innumerable fears, as he wanders all over the five boroughs of New York City while shaking his ever-present tambourine to drown out whatever makes him nervous, tugs at the heart. He is determined to meet EVERY SINGLE PERSON in New York City with the surname 'Black'. He's calculated that it will take him 4 years.
Wayne and I were both convinced that had we not read the book first, the movie would have had an even greater impact. Ideally, I think one should watch the movie first- and it does stand alone quite well, but read the book. It's a SPLENDID and touching novel, with so much more than what the movie could ever show. You need to be inside Oskar's head.... and a movie, no matter how carefully wrought, could never do justice to that internal odyssey.
May 28, 2012~ 6:15 pm
I've been a slug-a-bed today. Sleep... read... more sleep... browse the internet, just that. And I loved it.
Yesterday I visited mum and was pleased that at the end of our meal, she chose to go to the activity room to watch other residents play BALLOON VOLLEYBALL. lol! I took her key, went back to her room to retrieve my purse and umbrella... then returned the key to her while she was deep in conversation with Kay, one of the other ladies from Table 6. (It always makes me happy when she has an itch to get involved with what's going on instead of returning to her room immediately after supper.)
Tomorrow.....alas, I return to work. I reconnect to Le Machine
and it's something I do NOT look forward to after this relaxing 3-day weekend. While it's still early here, I intend to return to bed and finish my current novel
LOL!!! It's WONDERFUL! Bizarre as it looks, it's truly a creepy tale that mixes history with legend, and features doctored photos and footnotes to make it believable. I bought it while I was in Gettysburg... I bought LOTS OF BOOKS there this time, and they range from scholarly to sensational. I just finished James McPherson's, 'This Mighty Scourge: Perspectives on the Civil War' -which is a series of essays magnificently crafted by the preeminent Civil War historian.
(From that...... to Lincoln as a vampire slayer. Yep. Sounds like my taste. ECLECTIC, ECLECTIC, ECLETIC. Now and always. :)
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Married two weeks tomorrow and though nothing has changed, EVERYTHING has changed. Yes we're still in two different houses, seeing eachother only on weekends, but inside.... everything GLOWS. Everything has WINGS.
And yes, I mentioned we'd begin to move stuff starting this weekend but, oh my! --IT'S SO INFERNALLY HOT! lol That's gonna have to wait. THREE DAMN DAYS OF 90 DEGREES OR BETTER HERE... holy cow! In May! (Besides... I'm completely shot from the furious 'make-up pace' at work all week, so we both really looked forward to a 'do nuthin', long holiday weekend.)
All we need do is look down at the rings we're wearing, look into eyes lit up with what we've committed to, and we KNOW we've come a long way. We're poised and positioned. We've entered a new kind of world
that really DOES feel like it's only we two. Life has its gnarly turns and shadows and lots of tangled unknowns waiting out there... then along comes marriage, and it's like a path lit with warmth and support. All things become an adventure shared, and no matter the threat -as long as there's two arm in arm- the trail is leading to a brighter place.
Love makes it so, because love makes the awful things bearable and the good ones twice as wondrous. In the words of Dante
"In that book which is my memory,
On the first page of the chapter
that is the day when I first met you,
appear the words, Here begins a new life." (Amen!)
This has been a quiet weekend.....I've not seen hide nor hair of Holly's family. (Perhaps Wayne and I are getting senile and plumb forgot they were going away for Memorial Day weekend, which is altogether possible --or the opportunity arose and they simply skiddaddled --so we ate out the last two evenings. Friday at Calabria's and Saturday we dined at 'Silk Road', and were quite happy to see Dan, our usual waiter, back from a two month trip to China. He was chipper and enthusiastic in sharing stories with us, and we enjoyed hearing him tell about seeing the Great Wall, and how, for only a dollar, you can ride public transportation all day long. It was nice to feel more like friends than merely 'waiter and customers'-- and the FOOD was top notch. Made for a nice COOL meal. The decor is very subdued there, dark and relaxing --and was quite a relief from the skillet outside.
We were also pleased to find one copy left, of a long-awaited film
We'd both read and loved the book, and were anxious to see what Hollywood would do with the story since, in the book, you mostly hear the constant thoughts of the main character of Oscar, a child who'd lost his father in the 911 tragedy. For the most part the film succeeds in creating a believable and moving story. I'm sure in order to keep the film on a clearer trajectory than the novel -with its numerous side stories and an INFINITELY more detailed study of the extraordinary near-genius child at the center of the story, it does manage to catch him quite faithfully --and I think Sandra Bullock did an exceptional job of making the mother more accessible and sympathetic than the way she comes off in print. In the novel there's a 'remoteness' about the mother right up to the very end.
The movie's ending is wonderfully warm and uplifting... much moreso than the novel itself.
If you've never read it or watched the film version, it's truly Oskar who steals your heart. After 911, he finds a key hidden in a blue vase in his father's bedroom, high up inside the closet. (It's a room he'd stayed away from for a full year because the loss was so hideously, staggeringly painful.)
Oskar shared a unique closeness with his dad and becomes CONVINCED if he could only find what the key OPENS
he'd somehow discover a way for things to make sense. Perhaps his dad had left a kind of bread crumb trail to some redeeming truth (because the ENORMITY and the RANDOMNESS of the tragedy are simply unbearable to him.) The key is in an envelope with the single word, 'BLACK' printed on it.
Watching Oskar, a brilliant and precocious child, negotiate through a pain made all the more trying because he's nearly hobbled by innumerable fears, as he wanders all over the five boroughs of New York City while shaking his ever-present tambourine to drown out whatever makes him nervous, tugs at the heart. He is determined to meet EVERY SINGLE PERSON in New York City with the surname 'Black'. He's calculated that it will take him 4 years.
Wayne and I were both convinced that had we not read the book first, the movie would have had an even greater impact. Ideally, I think one should watch the movie first- and it does stand alone quite well, but read the book. It's a SPLENDID and touching novel, with so much more than what the movie could ever show. You need to be inside Oskar's head.... and a movie, no matter how carefully wrought, could never do justice to that internal odyssey.
May 28, 2012~ 6:15 pm
I've been a slug-a-bed today. Sleep... read... more sleep... browse the internet, just that. And I loved it.
Yesterday I visited mum and was pleased that at the end of our meal, she chose to go to the activity room to watch other residents play BALLOON VOLLEYBALL. lol! I took her key, went back to her room to retrieve my purse and umbrella... then returned the key to her while she was deep in conversation with Kay, one of the other ladies from Table 6. (It always makes me happy when she has an itch to get involved with what's going on instead of returning to her room immediately after supper.)
Tomorrow.....alas, I return to work. I reconnect to Le Machine
and it's something I do NOT look forward to after this relaxing 3-day weekend. While it's still early here, I intend to return to bed and finish my current novel
LOL!!! It's WONDERFUL! Bizarre as it looks, it's truly a creepy tale that mixes history with legend, and features doctored photos and footnotes to make it believable. I bought it while I was in Gettysburg... I bought LOTS OF BOOKS there this time, and they range from scholarly to sensational. I just finished James McPherson's, 'This Mighty Scourge: Perspectives on the Civil War' -which is a series of essays magnificently crafted by the preeminent Civil War historian.
(From that...... to Lincoln as a vampire slayer. Yep. Sounds like my taste. ECLECTIC, ECLECTIC, ECLETIC. Now and always. :)
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