Saturday, February 26, 2011

bunny update but no pic

The bunny's ears appeared again yesterday, proving that the sun is strong this time of year even if it's colder than hell. (Regis took a picture which I will post later because I'm too lazy to get off the couch.) I don't know what the temperature was but the bar was full of people who started out crabby about the weather. After a glass of wine or beer, not so much. Vickie wore flip flops, a way of flipping off winter. Good for her.

We're celebrating Elliot's birthday today. I have two big beef roasts in the crock pot already and I'm making a spinach salad, cheesy potatoes, and cupcakes. I love birthdays. I have some work to do today to get the house ready for company but I enjoy the preparations.


We watched Pirate Radio the other night. I really enjoyed it. There was more drama in the end than I typically can appreciate in a movie and I would have been happier if I had known that the ship DID NOT go down and they DID NOT die. I don't like suspense in movies, I much prefer to know there is a happy ending.

I'm reading Let's Take the Long Way Home: A Memoir of Friendship by Gail Caldwell. I love it. It's about a friendship, dogs, 9-11, illness, and death. She has a lovely and lyrical way of writing about tough things. One of the best books I've read in a long time. I'm also reading The Road Home by Jim Harrison. I never give way (or even lend) Jim Harrison's books. They're part of my landscape and I like having them on the shelf by the bed. The characters are like people I have known my whole life.

I've forced myself to get rid of some books over my life. There would be too many if I kept them all and we would be buried in books. If I'm not emotionally attached to a book, it can go. Books by these three authors don't go: Louise Erdrich, Jim Harrison, Kent Haruf.

I'm going to the Pulse to exercise this morning. It's usually quiet for the first hour on Saturday. I like my exercise to be serene so it's a motivation to get there early.

More later. Happy Saturday.

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