sunday movie.

Notes On A Scandal

Awesome movie. All I can really say is, if you have read the book or have seen/are going to see this movie, PLEASE don't let me turn out to be like Judi Dench's character when I get older. As the years pass, I believe I am turning into the bitter old cat lady (like her character, minus the lesbian tendencies) that I have dreaded becoming. Although I can't say I would want to be Cate Blanchett's character Sheba either, but, hell, if I was that educated and good looking, I probably wouldn't mind.

Today has been a bad day (mentally) for me. But then my mother reminded me that my brother is in the same, yet more depressing, lonely state that I'm in. At least I didn't have a spouse that died in my arms. Selfish of me to think that I'm the only one with issues. On a good note, he is thinking of writing fiction again. And this year, he'll be building a log cabin and going on a trip through New England with my parents. I would love to go somewhere-anywhere-on a vacation. But trying to get the girls away from their spouses/boyfriends and/or kids is impossible. Sorry, don't mean to insult people, but it does suck to be single right now. Especially when the interested men are annoying dildos or guys who don't know if they are the father of the baby they are giving child support to. Hmmm-do I settle for something I really don't want or hold out for something I do want and will most likely never have? It's a toss up.

I'm in a funk. I'm going to go watch some more Battlestar Galactica and work on Donna's scarf. Maybe tomorrow I'll be in a better mood.