Work was nuts. There was a major deliverable due Feb. 8th, and because we were racing toward it the prior week, I got it into my head that Friday was the 8th. So I texted my sister late on Sunday, worried that I'd missed her birthday. On Monday, I realized the actual date, and felt like an idiot. But Wednesday night, I was online with a coworker until 12:30am, trying to get a code-merge to happen, so I didn't actually call her on her birthday after all. I emailed her earlier in the day, but... the fail I anticipated became an actual fail. :(
I somehow got my Idol entry up and posted last week, but apart from that it was all work all the time. Suckage.
Other stuff: I recently watched Me And Earl And The Dying Girl, which I really liked. Funny, touching, bittersweet, and overall good. Best part? The main character (Greg) and Earl have a thing about making video parodies of classic movies where the title has been altered. Greg notes that this is a formula that can only produce bad movies, but they can't help themselves. The snippets of things like "2:48pm Cowboy" and "A Sockwork Orange" and "My Dinner With Andre The Giant" and "Death In Tennis" are real highlights. Kind of like the "Sweded" movies in Be Kind, Rewind, but as deliberately bad parodies rather than mini-versions. :O
Last weekend, we introduced our son to The Big Picture (I'd remembered the square-dancing thimbles and remote-control fireplace flamage and Martin Short's deleriously loopy/stoned performance, but how could I have forgotten "Abe And The Babe?") Then, finally, This Is Spinal Tap. Between those two films, I've had fake songs running through my head for days.
I finished reading Anne Tyler's Back When We Were Grownups (more like, devoured 3/4 of it over the weekend, because I couldn't put it down). I really like how human her characters are, assets and failings alike. She begins with a scene in which the main character is considering herself from the outside (and judging herself too harshly), wondering how exactly she got to be the person she now is? But by the end of the story, the reader can see that while this is not the person she expected to be, it is in many ways the person she wanted to be. Very satisfying-- probably my second-favorite of her books after The Accidental Tourist.
Now I'm back at work, more relaxed than last week (at least for a few more days). Still trying to figure out what to write for Idol this week, among four prompts: Streaming, Pinocchio's First Date, Hedging Your Bets (my husband has an excellent idea going for that one), and Biological Cowardice. Nothing really solid so far. Trying out a narrative voice and approach, seeing if it takes off. Last week, I had this great, creepy couple of opening lines for a story, but it would not "go," so I wrote something else. Let's hope this week settles in sooner.
Good weekend, for those of you who had three days off? It was around 70o-74o degrees here, more early spring than false spring. The paperwhites bloomed late, but daffodils are out (usually not 'til March) and so is the daphne. It's 3 months in 1 right now...