I’m sharing this photo even though I look scary just because it made me laugh. Check out the wall mural in the background behind me. It seriously looks like I’m with my granddaughter at a strip bar or something. And she’s not even 2 yet!
We ate lunch today at Mi Pueblo in Franklin, Indiana. If you’ve never been, it’s worth the trip. Still doesn’t top El Nopal in Seymour — but it was awesome. Happy Sunday everyone!
Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night can keep Perry from creating amazing grilling experiences. Even rolling thunder in the Ville sparked not a flinch of fear from this grilling machine!
Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night can keep Libby from watching his every move… waiting patiently on a morsel.
Since I’ve watched 2 movies in 2 days, I figure I’m an expert movie critic now. Need. To. Share.
The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. I read the book (most of it anyway) and loved the movie. The ending? Ummm… not so much. Ok, so she knew him well enough she should’ve expected it — and he didn’t initiate anything for sure… but without giving it away, let me just say I hope things work out a bit differently in another life/movie/whatever for Lisbeth Salander. Not extremely hopeful since book #3 (in the series of 3 that begins with ‘the dragon tattoo’) starts off with her in critical condition, a bullet wound to her head. Eeek!
I’ve already purchased The Girl Who Played with Fire, and The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest and have them ready to go on my Kindle. Now I’m actually inspired to read them. Watch this movie.
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Night two — Into the Abyss.
1977 was the year for long hair and big glasses. Obviously.
My favorite brother on the planet portrayed the villain in a film by Werner Herzog in 1977, acclaimed by critic Roger Ebert as one of the “best movies” ever made — Stroszek. If you have a brother, I know you understand. Not only are we always really proud of them, but it’s awesome when others (especially Mom) see them as a villain. =)
In addition, it’s fairly rewarding to post old photos of said villainous brother with long hair and really big glasses.
Back to the movie, Into the Abyss… it’s not a movie I would watch again, but it is one that I’m glad I saw. I admit, I’ve always been ‘on the fence’ when it comes to capital punishment. After watching this movie — I still am. There are movies that inspire you, but this isn’t one of them. It is one that you will think about from time to time. I felt horrible for everyone portrayed — every single person in this documentary is a victim in one sad way or another. It’s worth watching, but might I suggest Stroszek instead?
Every year the pesky neighbors have a house guest. Well… more like a driveway guest. And, every year, before their visitor leaves, new life is brought into the world. Edith is back. Again.
Dear Edith, there are rocks out back. Please use them next year.
Edith takes pretty good care of her offspring (other than for the fact they are in the middle of a driveway), and will ‘fake’ a broken wing if you get too close to the nest. She tried pretty darned hard to lure me away as I snapped the photo above, but I didn’t fall for the whole injured killdeer thing. Obviously.
This bird egg event in the driveway of those pesky neighbors during nesting season has been going on for years, and Mom tells a cute story that happened one spring season. Of course, she explains the following in great detail and all I remember are the basics, but a few years ago a storm was brewing in the ville. Looking out the window to see how hard the wind was blowing (because of course that’s the thing you’re NOT supposed to do when a storm approaches), she sees a whole flock of killdeer lining up in the driveway. Like a whole bunch of them! She explains that she read somewhere these birds will come back to the same territory time and time again. It’s like they all arrived in time to take care of Mommy Edith and future siblings as bad weather rolled in! How cool is that?
When I hear the word ‘surprised’, I customarily think the word ‘pleasantly’ should go right along with it. But that’s not always the case! You can absolutely be surprised and disappointed all at the same time. That’s how I feel on this chilly (ok, downright COLD) Wednesday morning. I’m not in a depressed-tore-up-like-a-train-wreck mood… just surprised, and disappointed. But it’s not necessarily a bad thing because right this second, I’m thinking that in the future I’ll try harder not to make others feel the exact same way.
What do you mean you ate all my Easter candy for breakfast?