Weekend
Signs of Life
Originally uploaded by Elizalou.
It's late on Sunday afternoon. I'm doing laundry and watching The Comeback.
It was a lovely weekend. On Friday night, I arrived at my boyfriend's and was served a kick-ass dinner of pasta and homemade pesto and a salad full of things like sunflower seeds, bell peppers, onions, and dried cranberries and apricots with homemade salad dressing. YUM. For dessert, we had chocolate-covered cherry ice cream. We met one of his co-workers here for a beer, and I realized once again how intolerant I am of smoke. I am an old lady.
On Saturday, we went running around the bayou, and then we went to the library. It's probably the best library in the world. I want to spend more time there.
We also made a brief stop at the book store, which is a very neat place.
Then we had lunch at Babylon. Bread and vegetarian grape leaves and spinach pie. Excellent. We went to the hardware store and here, where I wanted to buy everything in the store, as usual.
We took a nap, went grocery shopping, played Scrabble, and watched Friends with Money. Out of the three movies I've seen by Nicole Holofcener -- this, Walking and Talking, and Lovely and Amazing, this was my least favorite, but it wasn't terrible or anything. It's just strange to slap Jennifer Aniston among Catherine Keener, Joan Cusack, and Frances McDormand and expect her to hold her own. Those three are like three spitting explosions of charisma, and she's like -- not. It had some interesting things to say, I think, and the other three actresses are so strong, but Jennifer Aniston does not do it for me on film. I liked her in The Object of My Affection, but I think that's mainly because Paul Rudd makes everyone in his atmosphere so great.
This morning we went to the market, and I loved the flowers nearby.
On my drive home, I stopped for a frozen Coke and called my friend because I was listening to the Bye Bye Birdie soundtrack and "Honestly Sincere" came on and that obviously merited discussion for the 500th time. I went to the gym and listened to the French Kicks while doing the weight machines. Then I went grocery shopping and came home to try and get my life in order.
Did you know that there are parrots in New Orleans? I never did, until today. There they were, perched on top of the telephone pole by my boyfriend's house, chirping away or making whatever sounds that parrots make. It was pretty stunning to see big green parrots hanging out on a telephone pole in the middle of a city.
Is it wrong that I am insanely excited about the season premiere of Grey's Anatomy?
posted by eliza @ 5:57 PM
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I really didn't like Friends With Money very much at all. I found it oddly soulless and without much to like about any of the characters, let alone Aniston's, who I guess is the one I was supposed to root for? I just don't think she's cut out to be a big movie star - her acting is way too small screen.
Also, being intolerant of smoke does not make you an old lady. It makes you someone who enjoys oxygen.
Yeah. I do enjoy oxygen. You're right.
It was impossible to root for Aniston. She was not exactly likeable. None of them were, really. Joan Cusack was nice but too rich to work which ew, and Catherine Keener's husband was an asshole so I sympathized with her but only to a point. I did like Frances McDormand's character because I've been at a point in my life before when I, too, embraced the futility of washing one's hair. And I just like her always, period. But the other 2 movies by this writer/director? So good! Lots of soul. Lots of heart. And lots of Catherine Keener. See them if you haven't.
What a great day you had!
I must thank you for mentioning Bye Bye Birdie in your other entry. I watched it this weekend and was overcome with waves of joy and bliss. I couldn't help but watch the telephone song and Birdie's "Sincere" song like a dozen times with the hugest grin. I can't think of anything that has made me so happy!
If you are insanely excited about Grey's Anatomy, then I'm right there with you, counting the days until that return. Arlene (AJ)
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