Saturday, January 21, 2006

Tristan and Isolde

D and I went and saw it last night. Unless you are totally dying to see a mid level chick flick with mildly interesting costumes, I would say wait and rent it. It was not horrible, but it was not that exciting either. They didn't stay true enough to the story. They did for a while in the beginning and then they just sort of meandered waaaay off the storyline. That was disappointing as it is a pretty cool legend.

The hardest part for me was that I really liked the guy she was forced to marry. So the whole time she was betraying him, it made her character a lot less sympathetic.

I had little to no emotional response to this movie. So I would not even call it sappy.

Would you cheat on This Guy?
to be with This Guy?
Um, no.

Friday, January 20, 2006

Memoirs of a Geisha

I finally saw Memoirs of a Geisha. I loved it! The costumes and sets were worth the price of admission. The score was dreamy. The actors were beautiful, almost too beautiful.
A lot of the movie was exactly how I had imagined things in my head when I was reading the book. You can tell the author had a heavy hand in the design of it all.
I don't know if the movie would be as magical for someone who never read the book. For example, having read the book I know what happens after the movie ends. The movie sort of ends abruptly and leaves things open ended. Had I not read the book, that would have frustrated me.
If I had to complain I would say that some of the characters were too pretty. The leads were cast perfectly, but some of the characters that were supposed to be hideous in the book were far too attractive. In the book I imagined the women who ran the house to be older and a lot more run down and wicked looking. The American General was also supposed to be fat and gross and drooled when he spoke. He just seemed smarmy, but not disgusting. I wanted the bad guys to be really bad guys, instead they seemed like attractive actors dressed down a little more than usual.
As long as you don't have a problem with your fuglys just being sorta ugly, then you will love this movie. I'll most definitely be buying this one when it comes out on DVD.

This evening after work, against my own better judgement, Darian and I will be checking out Tristan and Isolde.

Wish us luck.

everybody hurts sometimes (I think Yoga was involved)

Last night I tried a Yoga class. I went to the gym at lunch and did some weight training, a smidge of cardio and noticed a flyer for Power Yoga at 5PM. I thought about giving it a shot, but wasn't married to the idea until one of my co-workers agreed to try it with me.
Well, at 5PM we were on our mats on the floor ready to be yogasized, or whatever you would call it. The first thing we did was curl up on the floor in this sort of praying position. We sat like that for what seemed like an eternity. The teacher was talking to us about a lot of stuff that I could not pay attention to because when I did I would start giggling. I'm sorry, but when you start talking about "surrounding your heart with pink light" I'm going to loose it. I can't help it. Then I hear my friend suppressing laughter which only made it worse for me. At that pont I was hanging on by a thread.
So there I was curled up on the floor with all of my blood rushing to my face, trying hard not to laugh and also plotting my escape. I was too far from the door and knew there was no way out. I was there for the hour like it or not.
When he thought we had been curled up long enough he had us change positions. What got me was when he said, "Normally you would stay in this first position a lot longer, but we have time constraints we must work with today."
A lot longer? Really?!?! If I sat like that any longer I really would have passed out from all of the blood rushing to my forehead. As far as I was concerned I could not possibly have sat like that ANY longer.
For the next hour he had me pretzelling my body in ways I have not in a while. I was surprised at how limber I still am, since I have not done any stretches in a long time. No amount of flexibility was going to help me keep my balance in some of these positions though.
I was grateful that by the end of the class I had not fallen over. Once I let my competitive side take over, I was doing much better. I decided I was going to "Win" yoga. Don't ask me how; it just got me through it.

During the cool down, more suppressed giggling when he was talking about feeding the earth with the negative energy and recycling it like the trees do with us or something like that. When he brought up the pink light around my heart one more time I lost it. I buried my face in my arm and laughed as quietly as possible. He must of heard me because he said not to feel strange because this is a very emotional point in the workout. "It is OK to cry." He thought I was crying! This of course only made the giggles worse.

I am officially not an adult.

This morning, yoga got it's revenge. There are parts of me that hurt that I didn’t even know could hurt. I am in some serious pain today.

Stupid power yoga.

Thursday, January 19, 2006

The first thread that lead to a pile of yarn...

I seem to have a better memory for my mistakes than I do for my victories.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Is there a storm on the horizon?

It is eerie how calm my mind has been of late. That makes the pessimist in me nervous.

I have been really focused on a few things that I need to get done in the coming weeks. It is all sort of falling into place. I love it. More will be added soon to the list.

I miss Jon, but the fact that I will be near him so very soon makes it OK. If I had to wait months and months again I would probably be climbing the walls, but in fact it is only a matter of days...

Monday, January 16, 2006

Gerbil babies!

Mama on the babies 1-16-06
Mama on the babies 1-16-06,
originally uploaded by lilblackcat.
I came home from work and she just had five babies! This is the most she has ever had. She is being very protective so it is hard to get a photo just now.

pop goes the pills...

I am sick of taking pills every day for one thing or another.
One is to make the sharp pain go away and help me sleep, another is to make my skin look all pretty and the other four are to force my body to work properly (in theory). It seems my Ovaries are conspiring with my Pancreas to overthrow my body.

It feels like I am always swallowing pills. Take this with milk, take that with food, take this at night, don't take these within 12 hours of each other, don't eat sugar, don't drink alchohol ever... I would love to hear what my Liver feels about all of this.

Has my warranty started to run out? I know my Gall Bladder's has, it keeps threatening to leave. The doctor says the next 4 day attack and they are taking him out. (I decided anything that causes me this much pain MUST be a "him")

All right, I am done feeling sorry for myself. I don't have it that bad, and I should just be happy that I have access to pills that keep me ticking right?


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