180: weekend hoo-haws

hey y'all.

how was your saturday? ours was busy.

i went to sleep around 8 this morning. real sleep, that is. i'd been nodding off for about 15 minutes before i gave up the fight. there was something i really really wanted to read but i just couldn't keep my eyes open for longer than a few seconds at a time.

mr. bliss came out into the living room and caught me with my fingers on the laptop keyboard, head hanging, and eyes closed. thank God i wasn't drooling. might not be able to use this thing right now.

baby bliss woke up shortly before the sandman dragged me under. last i heard was her laughing at a funny on winx club, one of her favorite cartoons.

after a few hours of shut eye, i re-joined the living with a purpose. too bad i can't remember what it was. maybe i was supposed to be making jewelry or writing. *shrug* it didn't happen.

aside from nosing my way along the web all night, i did a movie marathon. baby bliss was sposed to join me and she hung as long as she could but she's no match for my overnight stamina.

she watched bits and pieces of "Mrs. Harris" with me. that's jean harris. do y'all remember her? she was the woman who shot and killed her lover, the one and only "scarsdale diet doctor", herman tarnower. the movie was a bit dull but not too bad. as baby bliss nodded off, i did a bit of online research to supplement the things the movie didn't cover. i won't go into any detail but i will say that the whole harris-tarnower affair was sordid and ooogly.

annette benning and ben kingsley played the nutty lovers.

next i watched "Laurel Canyon" with frances mcdormand and kate beckinsale. that one was good good. much better than i expected. the storyline was good (a young couple moved in with the guy's too-young-to-be-old mother and their relationship suffered mightily as a result) but the outdoor shots was what did it for me. i love to watch movies and t.v. shows that show just enough neighborhood detail to draw me in. couple that with in-depth lifestyle portrayals and i'm sucked in.

my third and final movie was "Quand la mer monte" ("When the Sea Rises"), a french movie about a middle-aged woman who traveled the french countryside doing a one-woman dramatic comedy show. she had car trouble in one town and later began a bittersweet affair with the younger man who fixed her car. this one was good too. a bit surreal but still nice to watch and listen to.

i love foreign films, especially french and spanish ones. but i've found that i liks some french accents better than others. many of the actors in a film i watched earlier in the week ("Gabrielle", a film about a woman who cheated on her emotionally-stingy husband and the fallout) had accents i didn't particularly like.

and i do read the subtitles y'all because while i speak a smattering of french and spanish as well as a few words of italian, german, and dutch, i could never convince anyone to hire me as an interpreter. the one thing i don't like about subtitled movies is the time it takes to watch them. its hard to blog, surf the web, compose e-mail, and do surveys while i'm watching a foreign film.