Up at 7:30, and did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast. While I was on the treadmill, Hubbie came in to tell me the president of the Extension Homemakers Council (who is a man...go figure) had called and wanted to talk to me. I returned his call after I'd gotten ready for the day, and learned that he wanted me to act as reporter for the organization. I declined, because I'm already involved in several organizations, and committing myself to another full time task wouldn't set well with either Hubbie or Mother.
While I was getting ready for the day, Mother and Hubbie put together a couple of pots of 11-bean soup with ham and Rotel. They discovered that we lacked a can of Rotel, so Hubbie went to the grocery store to get another one and a few more items.
Once I was ready for the day, I brought out totes of rubber stamps, stickers, and other card-making supplies, so Mother and I could begin working on Valentine cards for Caring Hands Hospice.
I quickly made a card, using one of the punches that Son and Daughter-in-Law brought for my birthday, and then I went to my office computer to print photos I think will make good Valentine backgrounds. I also went through our handmade cards and found several Valentines we'd made for the county fair that we'll donate to Caring Hands.
Mother had begun cards a few months ago by gluing wallpaper samples to cards. Many of the samples make good backgrounds for Valentines, so Mother started adding elements and details to those cards today.
We worked until around 3:30 before growing tired of the project. We won't be able to get back to it until next Tuesday, since we will attend the Civil War reader's theater production tomorrow afternoon, and Monday is Hubbie's and my 30th wedding anniversary.
For supper, we had barbecue sandwiches, with baked potatoes and salad. Hubbie accompanied Mother home afterward, and then we watched TV, as usual, including our favorite college football team as they played to a brutal loss. Oh well, the popcorn and wine spritzers were good.
Note: Mother has developed a head cold and is feeling a little blah. But she still wanted to make greeting cards. I hope she doesn't feel too miserable to attend the reader's theater tomorrow. I think she really wants to go and will be disappointed if she can't.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Friday, Jan. 21
Up around 8 a.m., and did a treadmill session and resistance exercises after breakfast. While I was on the treadmill, both the pest control guy and the propane guy came by. Neither one needed to come inside.
Hubbie helped Mother come over once I was ready for the day. No more snow fell today, but overnight low temps made Mother's porch slick, as well as the path to our house.
After a lunch of leftover chili, Hubbie and I ran errands. While we were out, we stopped at several places around town, so I could shoot some snow photos. Then we stopped by the pharmacy before going to a vet's clinic to buy dog food, and on to the WDCS for a few grocery items, including ham slices to make 11-bean soup tomorrow as our donation to the art gallery's Souper Saturday fundraising event. I also picked up a low-fat, low sodium, ham slice to use in making split pea soup for ourselves.
While we were gone, Mother started a pot of chicken stewing to make chicken noodle soup for supper. Mother made muffins yesterday, using some milk that had soured, and they were delicious with the soup tonight. There's nothing like a steaming bowl of soup, stew, or chili on a wintry night...seems to warm a body all the way to the toes.
Afterward, Hubbie accompanied Mother back to her house, and then we did our usual thing of watching TV for the evening.
We started with the 1992, R-rated movie, "Unlawful Entry," starring Kurt Russell and Ray Liotta. Reviews call it "a creepy thriller about an outwardly friendly cop (Liotta), who attaches himself to a married couple." Turns out the cop is a psychopath.
Hubbie helped Mother come over once I was ready for the day. No more snow fell today, but overnight low temps made Mother's porch slick, as well as the path to our house.
After a lunch of leftover chili, Hubbie and I ran errands. While we were out, we stopped at several places around town, so I could shoot some snow photos. Then we stopped by the pharmacy before going to a vet's clinic to buy dog food, and on to the WDCS for a few grocery items, including ham slices to make 11-bean soup tomorrow as our donation to the art gallery's Souper Saturday fundraising event. I also picked up a low-fat, low sodium, ham slice to use in making split pea soup for ourselves.
While we were gone, Mother started a pot of chicken stewing to make chicken noodle soup for supper. Mother made muffins yesterday, using some milk that had soured, and they were delicious with the soup tonight. There's nothing like a steaming bowl of soup, stew, or chili on a wintry night...seems to warm a body all the way to the toes.
Afterward, Hubbie accompanied Mother back to her house, and then we did our usual thing of watching TV for the evening.
We started with the 1992, R-rated movie, "Unlawful Entry," starring Kurt Russell and Ray Liotta. Reviews call it "a creepy thriller about an outwardly friendly cop (Liotta), who attaches himself to a married couple." Turns out the cop is a psychopath.
Birds in Snow Jan. 20, 2011
Daughter-in-Law encouraged me to post these snapshots of birds, taken through our sun room windows yesterday during a snowstorm. She, like me, is very fond of birds.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Thursday, Jan. 20
Today is Sis's birthday. Happy Birthday, Sis!
Up at 7:30 this morning to a smattering of snow on the ground. Did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast. By the time I was finished, the snow was coming down steadily and sticking to the ground, trees and bushes. But the road in front of the house was just wet, and traffic flowed without trouble.
Once I was ready for the day, I spent some time in the sun room shooting pictures through the window of the birds feeding at the bird feeders. Then I got into my coat and hat and went outdoors to snap images around the yard.
When I could no longer feel my fingers, I came back indoors to upload my photos to my social network page.
It was lunchtime by the time I finished, so Hubbie and I had deli turkey sandwiches, and then I went back outdoors to take a few more shots. Snapping photos and uploading them occupied most of my day. The only other thing I accomplished was to update our family genealogy, using the information given to me by my second cousin once removed from up north.
While I was doing this, our friend who lives in Springfield, MO, called, and we chatted for about 30 minutes. We didn't exchange Christmas cards this year, so I sent her a New Year's card with a long letter. Her call was in response to that.
This lady and her husband have been through a lot lately, having been in an auto accident that totalled their car and injured them. They have repaired from their injuries, but now the lady is having hip problems that may require surgery, and her husband is to have prostate surgery soon. It has also been discovered that he has an irregular heartbeat that needs attention. We agreed that getting old is not for wimps.
Later, I got a call from one of the community theater board members, asking if I know who is lined up to usher the upcoming Civil War play. I only know that Hubbie and I are to do it Sunday, but I referred him to another lady who might know. I volunteered to usher an extra night, if I'm needed.
Around 4 p.m., Hubbie and I decided to watch a movie I'd recorded on DVR. It was titled "Hollywood Homicide," a 2003, PG-13, action comedy, starring Harrison Ford and Josh Hartnett.
For supper, Hubbie and I had leftover chili, with crackers and peanut butter. Mother stayed home today.
We continued watching TV for the evening, including a movie called, "Memento." This 2000, R-rated film stars Guy Pearce and Joe Pantoliano. In this thriller movie, Pearce plays a man who is unable to form new memories. He develops the malady on the night his wife is murdered. He wants to take revenge on the person who killed his wife, but can't remember from minute to minute who he has talked to. He makes lots of notes to himself, even having reminders tattooed on his arms, legs, and chest, and he takes Polaroid pictures of everything, but his investigation leads him further and further into danger. Strange movie that seems to end where it began.
Up at 7:30 this morning to a smattering of snow on the ground. Did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast. By the time I was finished, the snow was coming down steadily and sticking to the ground, trees and bushes. But the road in front of the house was just wet, and traffic flowed without trouble.
Once I was ready for the day, I spent some time in the sun room shooting pictures through the window of the birds feeding at the bird feeders. Then I got into my coat and hat and went outdoors to snap images around the yard.
When I could no longer feel my fingers, I came back indoors to upload my photos to my social network page.
It was lunchtime by the time I finished, so Hubbie and I had deli turkey sandwiches, and then I went back outdoors to take a few more shots. Snapping photos and uploading them occupied most of my day. The only other thing I accomplished was to update our family genealogy, using the information given to me by my second cousin once removed from up north.
While I was doing this, our friend who lives in Springfield, MO, called, and we chatted for about 30 minutes. We didn't exchange Christmas cards this year, so I sent her a New Year's card with a long letter. Her call was in response to that.
This lady and her husband have been through a lot lately, having been in an auto accident that totalled their car and injured them. They have repaired from their injuries, but now the lady is having hip problems that may require surgery, and her husband is to have prostate surgery soon. It has also been discovered that he has an irregular heartbeat that needs attention. We agreed that getting old is not for wimps.
Later, I got a call from one of the community theater board members, asking if I know who is lined up to usher the upcoming Civil War play. I only know that Hubbie and I are to do it Sunday, but I referred him to another lady who might know. I volunteered to usher an extra night, if I'm needed.
Around 4 p.m., Hubbie and I decided to watch a movie I'd recorded on DVR. It was titled "Hollywood Homicide," a 2003, PG-13, action comedy, starring Harrison Ford and Josh Hartnett.
For supper, Hubbie and I had leftover chili, with crackers and peanut butter. Mother stayed home today.
We continued watching TV for the evening, including a movie called, "Memento." This 2000, R-rated film stars Guy Pearce and Joe Pantoliano. In this thriller movie, Pearce plays a man who is unable to form new memories. He develops the malady on the night his wife is murdered. He wants to take revenge on the person who killed his wife, but can't remember from minute to minute who he has talked to. He makes lots of notes to himself, even having reminders tattooed on his arms, legs, and chest, and he takes Polaroid pictures of everything, but his investigation leads him further and further into danger. Strange movie that seems to end where it began.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Wednesday, Jan. 19
Up at 7:30 this morning, and did a treadmill session and resistance exercises after breakfast. Mother came over mid-morning and put together a pot of chili to simmer while I was getting ready for the day.
Later, Hubbie and I ran errands...to the bank, to the pharmacy and grocery store, and to the WDCS. Snow is predicted for our part of the state tomorrow, so naturally everyone was out replenishing milk and bread. We picked up those things, too, but we also got several other grocery items.
While we were at the grocery store/pharmacy, I met the Caring Hands Hospice director, who said she'd be sending an e-mail about our group meeting at the independence living center to work residents on making neck warmers. Someone is sewing the tubes for these warmers, and we are to fill them with rice and stitch the ends of the tubes closed. These can be heated in the microwave and used to help relieve pain wherever they are applied.
She also asked that I check our calendar for a possible day the first week of February for a Valentine card-making session.
We got back home around 12:30, and had a lunch of leftover autumn stew with noodles. Then Hubbie and I went to the college located just down the road from us to see a photography exhibit in the college library. The photographer calls the exhibit his Excavation series, in which he collected and arranged litter-type objects, like food containers and rusted electronics, into compositions. Even a couple of dead birds were included.
The exhibit evokes thoughts of our throw-away society, and how it impacts living creatures, including ourselves. The photographer states that he hopes his photographs will "arouse an awareness of the havoc our lifestyles impose on the environment."
At the exhibit, we met a woman who is an artist and instructor at the college. She serves with me on the visual arts committee of the local arts council. She commented about how thought-provoking the exhibit is.
A non-traditional student with her (a lady we worked with years ago before retiring) said she didn't get anything from the exhibit and wondered why anyone would bother photographing trash. She especially disliked the photos that included dead birds. She obviously missed the point altogether.
From there, we went to the art gallery to pick up Styrofoam quart containers to use when we make 11-bean soup for the gallery's Souper Saturday fundraising event. I want to get the soup made and into the freezer soon, so we can cross that off our list of things to do.
While there, we viewed an artist's show. The images are screen prints on wood, and feature faceless young women in various fashions against floral backgrounds. She leaves the women faceless, she says, so that the viewer can create his or her own vision of beauty. Also on exhibit are her Barbie doll tailored dresses made from the pages of magazines and hung from a tree limb. These are very interesting.
Back home, I helped Mother finish the jigsaw puzzle we've been working on forever. After that, we made a batch of hand cream, which filled three jars. The instructions for the hand cream say the recipe makes enough to fill four average size jars, but I guess like everything else, the amounts in Vaseline, baby lotion, and vitamin E cream jars (the ingredients needed to make the hand cream) is less than in the past.
Later, we enjoyed the chili for supper on this cool night. Mother went home afterward, and Hubbie and I watched TV, including our favorite college basketball team, as they played to a disappointing loss in overtime.
Funny: (or maybe not so funny): this afternoon, Hubbie casually asked what Monday's date is. I didn't know offhand. So he checked the calendar. It's January 24, our 30th wedding anniversary.
"When did you say you would meet your student for a two-hour session?" he asked.
Oops, on Monday, I realized. I hastened to call my student to change the date to Tuesday night. I reached her husband, who said he'd pass the message to his wife. I explained to my husband that when I scheduled my student for Monday, I was looking at the day, not the date. He understood. Whew!
Later, Hubbie and I ran errands...to the bank, to the pharmacy and grocery store, and to the WDCS. Snow is predicted for our part of the state tomorrow, so naturally everyone was out replenishing milk and bread. We picked up those things, too, but we also got several other grocery items.
While we were at the grocery store/pharmacy, I met the Caring Hands Hospice director, who said she'd be sending an e-mail about our group meeting at the independence living center to work residents on making neck warmers. Someone is sewing the tubes for these warmers, and we are to fill them with rice and stitch the ends of the tubes closed. These can be heated in the microwave and used to help relieve pain wherever they are applied.
She also asked that I check our calendar for a possible day the first week of February for a Valentine card-making session.
We got back home around 12:30, and had a lunch of leftover autumn stew with noodles. Then Hubbie and I went to the college located just down the road from us to see a photography exhibit in the college library. The photographer calls the exhibit his Excavation series, in which he collected and arranged litter-type objects, like food containers and rusted electronics, into compositions. Even a couple of dead birds were included.
The exhibit evokes thoughts of our throw-away society, and how it impacts living creatures, including ourselves. The photographer states that he hopes his photographs will "arouse an awareness of the havoc our lifestyles impose on the environment."
At the exhibit, we met a woman who is an artist and instructor at the college. She serves with me on the visual arts committee of the local arts council. She commented about how thought-provoking the exhibit is.
A non-traditional student with her (a lady we worked with years ago before retiring) said she didn't get anything from the exhibit and wondered why anyone would bother photographing trash. She especially disliked the photos that included dead birds. She obviously missed the point altogether.
From there, we went to the art gallery to pick up Styrofoam quart containers to use when we make 11-bean soup for the gallery's Souper Saturday fundraising event. I want to get the soup made and into the freezer soon, so we can cross that off our list of things to do.
While there, we viewed an artist's show. The images are screen prints on wood, and feature faceless young women in various fashions against floral backgrounds. She leaves the women faceless, she says, so that the viewer can create his or her own vision of beauty. Also on exhibit are her Barbie doll tailored dresses made from the pages of magazines and hung from a tree limb. These are very interesting.
Back home, I helped Mother finish the jigsaw puzzle we've been working on forever. After that, we made a batch of hand cream, which filled three jars. The instructions for the hand cream say the recipe makes enough to fill four average size jars, but I guess like everything else, the amounts in Vaseline, baby lotion, and vitamin E cream jars (the ingredients needed to make the hand cream) is less than in the past.
Later, we enjoyed the chili for supper on this cool night. Mother went home afterward, and Hubbie and I watched TV, including our favorite college basketball team, as they played to a disappointing loss in overtime.
Funny: (or maybe not so funny): this afternoon, Hubbie casually asked what Monday's date is. I didn't know offhand. So he checked the calendar. It's January 24, our 30th wedding anniversary.
"When did you say you would meet your student for a two-hour session?" he asked.
Oops, on Monday, I realized. I hastened to call my student to change the date to Tuesday night. I reached her husband, who said he'd pass the message to his wife. I explained to my husband that when I scheduled my student for Monday, I was looking at the day, not the date. He understood. Whew!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Tuesday, Jan. 18
Got up really late again this morning, around 8:30, but did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast.
Mother came over mid-morning, and once I was ready for the day, we did some more organizing. I found a tote full of solid colors of cardstock in the store room, which we filed in appropriate folders and put in drawers. For several days now, I've thought we were done organizing scrapbook and card-making materials, but it seems I keep finding more stuff. Surely this is the end of it.
When we were done with the scrapbook paper, I stacked boxes of jigsaw puzzles into a storeroom book shelf...we'd gotten several down to work during the holidays. We've acquired quite a collection of puzzles, and it's getting harder and harder to find space for them.
Likewise with audiobooks on cassette tapes and CDs. I shelved a bunch of them in the storeroom today, but there are many more stored in totes in my office. I think I need an entire large room to store crafts supplies, jigsaw puzzles, audiobooks, and movies on VHS tapes and DVDs, as well as all the Christmas decorations. Maybe a yard sale is order.
Beyond organizing and then preparing for a turtoring session tonight, I didn't accomplish much today.
Supper tonight was leftover autumn stew with noodles. Mother went home afterward, and I set a movie on DVR for Hubbie before I went to the college library to meet with my student.
We had a good session. At the end of it, she asked that we meet for two hours next Monday night, rather than an hour on Monday and an hour on Tuesday. I'm not clear if she wants to change our schedule to two hours each Monday, and not meet on Tuesdays, or not. But I'll clear that up next week. It's okay with me, but I hope it won't be taxing for her.
Back home, Hubbie and I watched the 2002, PG-13 movie, "Sunshine State," starring Angela Bassett, Edie Falco, Jane Alexander, and Alan King, with a cameo performance by Mary Steenburgen. Real estate developers descend on a Florida coastal town with promises of riches if they sell out. Do they take the cash and run, or stay faithful to their community?
Mother came over mid-morning, and once I was ready for the day, we did some more organizing. I found a tote full of solid colors of cardstock in the store room, which we filed in appropriate folders and put in drawers. For several days now, I've thought we were done organizing scrapbook and card-making materials, but it seems I keep finding more stuff. Surely this is the end of it.
When we were done with the scrapbook paper, I stacked boxes of jigsaw puzzles into a storeroom book shelf...we'd gotten several down to work during the holidays. We've acquired quite a collection of puzzles, and it's getting harder and harder to find space for them.
Likewise with audiobooks on cassette tapes and CDs. I shelved a bunch of them in the storeroom today, but there are many more stored in totes in my office. I think I need an entire large room to store crafts supplies, jigsaw puzzles, audiobooks, and movies on VHS tapes and DVDs, as well as all the Christmas decorations. Maybe a yard sale is order.
Beyond organizing and then preparing for a turtoring session tonight, I didn't accomplish much today.
Supper tonight was leftover autumn stew with noodles. Mother went home afterward, and I set a movie on DVR for Hubbie before I went to the college library to meet with my student.
We had a good session. At the end of it, she asked that we meet for two hours next Monday night, rather than an hour on Monday and an hour on Tuesday. I'm not clear if she wants to change our schedule to two hours each Monday, and not meet on Tuesdays, or not. But I'll clear that up next week. It's okay with me, but I hope it won't be taxing for her.
Back home, Hubbie and I watched the 2002, PG-13 movie, "Sunshine State," starring Angela Bassett, Edie Falco, Jane Alexander, and Alan King, with a cameo performance by Mary Steenburgen. Real estate developers descend on a Florida coastal town with promises of riches if they sell out. Do they take the cash and run, or stay faithful to their community?
Monday, January 17, 2011
Monday, Jan. 17
This is Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. Ordinarily, we would have hung the flag on the well house, but since it's raining, we did not.
Slept late again this morning, until nearly 8:30, but did a treadmill session and resistance exercises after breakfast.
Once I was ready for the day, Mother and I worked to organize scrapbook and card-making materials. We thought we'd finished that project, but I found another big box of scrap papers and elements that needed to be sorted.
While we did this, Hubbie took Shih Tzu to the vet, because she has been having bowel problems. He prescribed a medication and suggested we add mineral oil to her food, to treat colitis.
After lunch, Hubbie and I went to the WDCS, where I picked up photos at the one-hour service, and bought a couple of flash drives for storing photos. I got a smaller flash drive to transfer photos of my 50th high school reunion...I'll exchange this drive with a classmate. We also picked up a few groceries for ourselves and for Mother.
Back home, I used a black marker to identify the contents of the several plastic totes of scrapbook and card-making supplies, and stacked the totes in the storage room...much neater now. This should cut down on the frustration of trying to find the right materials when we get ready to do scrapbook pages or make cards.
After that, I called the scrapbook club members. This coming Thursday is our regular meeting day, but since there could be iffy weather, including frozen precipitation, and because one of our members is sick, we opted to cancel this month's meeting and hope for a better day in February.
Since I haven't seen these ladies in a couple of months, we chatted for a long time...about an hour...so it was around 4 p.m. before I got off the phone.
At 5 p.m., we had a supper of the remainder of the leftover beans and ham, with sauteed cabbage, and macaroni and cheese. Mother went home afterward, and around 5:45, I went to the college library to meet my student for a tutoring session. Wow, it was really foggy traveling up the hill to the college. I'm not crazy about traveling in heavy fog at night, but fortunately, there were very few cars on the road.
Tonight we reviewed the previous unit, and then moved on to the unit identifying nations of the world through role-playing conversation: "I'm from China...I'm Chinese," "I'm from Poland...I'm Polish," "I'm from the United State...I'm American," etc. And, "Are you from China?" "No, I'm from Korea," etc. This helps the student not only recognize the names of nations, but also understand questions and be able to make appropriate responses.
I was surprised when the student brought me a gift...an apron that she'd made. It's quite lovely in green print with tan pockets and trim. It's very well made, and I think she makes them and other items for sale.
Before I left for the college, I set the DVR for a movie for Hubbie..."The Gambler," starring Kenny Rogers. Hubbie is fond of westerns, old or new. Tonight, he watched the first episode. He'll catch the second episode tomorrow night.
When I got back home, we watched the R-rated movie, "Up in the Air," starring George Clooney. Clooney's character flies around the country firing people in companies where employers are too cowardly to do it themselves.
Then his own job is in jeopardy when a company hires a young woman who fires people over the Internet instead of in person. The man has always liked moving around and not committing to relationships, but then he begins to recognize the desirability of making connections. This is a sometimes humorous, sometimes tragic movie...tragic when folks break down emotionally upon hearing they have lost their jobs.
Slept late again this morning, until nearly 8:30, but did a treadmill session and resistance exercises after breakfast.
Once I was ready for the day, Mother and I worked to organize scrapbook and card-making materials. We thought we'd finished that project, but I found another big box of scrap papers and elements that needed to be sorted.
While we did this, Hubbie took Shih Tzu to the vet, because she has been having bowel problems. He prescribed a medication and suggested we add mineral oil to her food, to treat colitis.
After lunch, Hubbie and I went to the WDCS, where I picked up photos at the one-hour service, and bought a couple of flash drives for storing photos. I got a smaller flash drive to transfer photos of my 50th high school reunion...I'll exchange this drive with a classmate. We also picked up a few groceries for ourselves and for Mother.
Back home, I used a black marker to identify the contents of the several plastic totes of scrapbook and card-making supplies, and stacked the totes in the storage room...much neater now. This should cut down on the frustration of trying to find the right materials when we get ready to do scrapbook pages or make cards.
After that, I called the scrapbook club members. This coming Thursday is our regular meeting day, but since there could be iffy weather, including frozen precipitation, and because one of our members is sick, we opted to cancel this month's meeting and hope for a better day in February.
Since I haven't seen these ladies in a couple of months, we chatted for a long time...about an hour...so it was around 4 p.m. before I got off the phone.
At 5 p.m., we had a supper of the remainder of the leftover beans and ham, with sauteed cabbage, and macaroni and cheese. Mother went home afterward, and around 5:45, I went to the college library to meet my student for a tutoring session. Wow, it was really foggy traveling up the hill to the college. I'm not crazy about traveling in heavy fog at night, but fortunately, there were very few cars on the road.
Tonight we reviewed the previous unit, and then moved on to the unit identifying nations of the world through role-playing conversation: "I'm from China...I'm Chinese," "I'm from Poland...I'm Polish," "I'm from the United State...I'm American," etc. And, "Are you from China?" "No, I'm from Korea," etc. This helps the student not only recognize the names of nations, but also understand questions and be able to make appropriate responses.
I was surprised when the student brought me a gift...an apron that she'd made. It's quite lovely in green print with tan pockets and trim. It's very well made, and I think she makes them and other items for sale.
Before I left for the college, I set the DVR for a movie for Hubbie..."The Gambler," starring Kenny Rogers. Hubbie is fond of westerns, old or new. Tonight, he watched the first episode. He'll catch the second episode tomorrow night.
When I got back home, we watched the R-rated movie, "Up in the Air," starring George Clooney. Clooney's character flies around the country firing people in companies where employers are too cowardly to do it themselves.
Then his own job is in jeopardy when a company hires a young woman who fires people over the Internet instead of in person. The man has always liked moving around and not committing to relationships, but then he begins to recognize the desirability of making connections. This is a sometimes humorous, sometimes tragic movie...tragic when folks break down emotionally upon hearing they have lost their jobs.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Sunday, Jan. 16
Up around 7:30, and did a treadmill session and weights exercises after breakfast. Mother came over just before I got on the treadmill and started a pan of autumn stew cooking. The stew calls for cubed pork roast, prepared with carrots, celery, onions, apples, and diced canned tomatoes, along with a can of beer.
After I was ready for the day, we watched the 1954 Alfred Hitchcock four-star movie, "Vertigo," starring James Stewart and Kim Novak. I'd recorded the movie on DVR from a classic movie channel. We'd seen this movie before, of course, but many years ago, so we had forgotten the plot, especially the surprising ending.
The movie is over two hours long, so we stopped it at noon to have lunch, and then resumed afterward. When it was done, around 1:30, Mother went home, and Hubbie and I watched "True Grit," starring John Wayne. I'd recorded this 1969 movie from a classic movie channel, as well. Again, it had been years since we'd seen this beloved version of the movie. We were interested in comparing the recent remake with this one.
We think that both versions have merit, even though John Wayne and Jeff Bridges interpreted the role of Rooster Cogburn differently. Wayne was clean-shaven and sported clean clothes throughout the movie, and seemed lighthearted, while Bridges' was a decidedly scruffy, bewhiskered, mean drunk. And as for the LaBoeuf character, I definitely preferred Matt Damon over Glen Campbell.
The background scenery in the new version comes closer to looking like Arkansas than the snow-capped Colorado Rockies background scenery of the 1969 film.
Later in the evening, we continued our movie marathon with two PBS features, beginning with "Framed," a movie about the National Museum in London springing a leak, causing the curator to decide to move the whole art collection to a mine near a small village until repairs can be made. Humor and romance ensue.
Following that, we watched an episode of "Lark Rise to Candleford," also from the PBS channel.
After I was ready for the day, we watched the 1954 Alfred Hitchcock four-star movie, "Vertigo," starring James Stewart and Kim Novak. I'd recorded the movie on DVR from a classic movie channel. We'd seen this movie before, of course, but many years ago, so we had forgotten the plot, especially the surprising ending.
The movie is over two hours long, so we stopped it at noon to have lunch, and then resumed afterward. When it was done, around 1:30, Mother went home, and Hubbie and I watched "True Grit," starring John Wayne. I'd recorded this 1969 movie from a classic movie channel, as well. Again, it had been years since we'd seen this beloved version of the movie. We were interested in comparing the recent remake with this one.
We think that both versions have merit, even though John Wayne and Jeff Bridges interpreted the role of Rooster Cogburn differently. Wayne was clean-shaven and sported clean clothes throughout the movie, and seemed lighthearted, while Bridges' was a decidedly scruffy, bewhiskered, mean drunk. And as for the LaBoeuf character, I definitely preferred Matt Damon over Glen Campbell.
The background scenery in the new version comes closer to looking like Arkansas than the snow-capped Colorado Rockies background scenery of the 1969 film.
Later in the evening, we continued our movie marathon with two PBS features, beginning with "Framed," a movie about the National Museum in London springing a leak, causing the curator to decide to move the whole art collection to a mine near a small village until repairs can be made. Humor and romance ensue.
Following that, we watched an episode of "Lark Rise to Candleford," also from the PBS channel.
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