Saturday, March 22, 2008

Still Sick and Getting Pissed!


I took this survey a while ago thinking it was hysterical but today I think I could go all the way to 30! Who's in?

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Enchanted Atonement

As I recover from my cold flu bronchitis pneumonia Ebola plague, I've had a chance to rest on the sofa, consume copious amounts of my famous ginger, garlic Asian chicken soup and watch movies. So many movies that the 12 year old Blockbuster slacker felt possessed to inform me that I've spent $45.00 dollars this month and dude, for $19.99 you could rent all the movies you want! I hate being called Dude and hate being told I have no life in a roundabout way.

I have found delight in two films though during this epic sickness; one film that is in fact epic and the other sickeningly sweet. I speak of Enchanted and Atonement! First off, Atonement deserved the academy award it received. The film is amazingly photographed, it's cinematic beauty jumps right off the screen and James McAvoy is my new crush. God I hope he's over 30 otherwise my dirty old man period might be upon me. The film is a downer but worth the journey. It's about true love and that always gets me. I was doubtful. Every time I see Kiera Knightly I just want to force-feed her calories but she was remarkably good here. I hope she's really British because I couldn't understand half of what she said but the overall appeal of this film is unquestionable. The timeline is so unique and utterly captivating from the moment the downhill spiral begins.

The second film that I must comment on is Enchanted - a Disney extravaganza that I know I will get some heat about! There's singing, dancing, big musical numbers, talking animals (which usually freaks me out but that's another post), classic gags based on all the Disney films and Patrick Dempsey and James Marsden. James Marsden never really did anything for me but when I saw him in 27 Dresses (yes, a chick flick, I can't help myself), he was adorable and pretty sexy. He too brings out the dirty old man fears but this too shall pass. He wears tights and acts like a buffoon but he carries a big sword and wears a blouse that rivals most 1980's wedding dresses (poofy sleeves and all)!

In the midst of all this movie wathcing, knitting has been very slow but I've been researching a very special knit for friends having their first child. I'm more excited than Princess Giselle when she wakes from her poisoned apple coma to find her one true love...but I digress. I've decided on a blanket, doily lace pattern in worsted weight yarn as these friends are not the type for christening gown style knits instead a modern interpretation on a classic.

Otherwise, send wishes of wellness and Happy Spring, Easter or whatever's in vogue to celebrate these days!

He's 35, I looked it up!

Saturday, March 8, 2008

Birds in Paradise

On my recent vacation, I laid in the sun, read an entire novel, drove a moped and a a jet ski, dined with old friends, had several massages and took at least one nap per day. It was delightful. You say, no knitting? Of course, there was knitting as well and a visit to Knit Wits of Key West.

It's a lovely yarn store considering it's in the tropics. They have a nice selection of yarns and have a warm and inviting staff. From the moment I walked in to the moment I left, I never once got that "why is this man in my yarn store vibe". They were gracious, interested in what I was knitting and helpful in selecting yarn and a pattern. But that purchase must remain a secret ... for a while. If you're visiting Key West, be sure to stop in and visit the only knitting store in the Keys. For those who knit, Knit Wits is a welcomed addition. I was told that prior to their opening, knitters could only purchase yarn on the internet or drive 3 hours to the closest yarn store. And I thought my 1/2 hour drive was a burden.

It was a great week and I even made some time to make some new friends.

For those who know me well, I detest birds having once been attacked by seagulls trying to carry a burger and fries back to our spot on the beach and the drama that ensued around the entire event. My ex always found humor in this story retelling it at any opportunity. In my process of expansion; body, mind and soul, I decided to embrace the beast and mingle with our feathered friends while on vacation. As fate would have it, I received a picture message from my ex of a seagull who had obviously perched himself very close to him on a beach 3,000 miles away from me and he was possessed to take a quick phone/camera shot and send it to me as a goof.

In an effort to not over-analyze, I opted to know that true spirits are always together, if not in body, always in spirit. In that very moment; I was happy, zinc oxide on my nose, sun on my face and the breeze blowing through my shirt (sans undershirt, another unheard of event for those who know me) in the wind off the Gulf. All with some ugly bird not 5 feet away from me and his twin in my phone. Astonishing! I had a rum colada daquiri strawberry punch cocktail piece of heaven with an umbrella and twirly straw in it and toasted all the birds of the world. What shall I name my new parakeet?