rebecca_in_blue: (worried eyes)
I got to enjoy a rolling birthday this year. We recently discovered that the movie theater in the mall shows vintage movies on weeknights, so on Thursday evening, Ben, Adam, and I went to see Lawrence of Arabia. It's an epic war movie, and I wasn't crazy about it, but I had been curious to see it since here, Adam paid for my ticket (as my birthday present), and I got delicious movie theater popcorn, so I can't complain. And it did have a lot of sweeping desert scenes that were really cool to see on the big screen. They're showing Gone With the Wind there next week, and I'm hoping to go see that. I love that movie and haven't seen it in years.

On Friday afternoon, Mom treated me and Sara to lunch at a sandwich place I really like. Mmmm, pulled pork. I had to work all day on Saturday, but Boss-Man let me have a free soda. I almost said, "It's a birthday miracle! Your icy heart has melted!"

But it all came grinding to a halt this morning, when I overslept and was late to work. I've felt so ugh all day. And a cold front blew in this weekend, so we've had our heating on at night and our air-conditioning on during the day. Fortunately, Tovah sleeps in bed with me most nights to keep me warm.
rebecca_in_blue: (Default)
This is me and Grandma, on my birthday three years ago (which I posted about back here). It's not the best photo of Grandma because she's looking at the cake instead of the camera, but I still love it. I love the glow of the candles, and how you can see Grandma's old kitchen behind us. It makes me happy and sad at the same time.

If someone said three years from now,
you'd be long gone,
I'd stand up and punch them out
'Cause they're all wrong.
When someone said count your blessings now,
before they're long gone,
I guess I just didn't know how.
I was all wrong.
{Lyrics from "Who Knew?" by Pink.}
rebecca_in_blue: (happy smile)
Sara and I had a little early birthday celebration for me yesterday. The weather was perfect, and we were both off and able to sleep in -- hallelujah! She treated me to burritos for lunch, and I baked brownies. We packed it all up, drove to the temple, and ate outside in the courtyard, underneath the beautiful sukkah! Sara also gave me a beautiful silver mezuzah as a birthday present.

At my birthday lunch under the sukkah -- fun times!

From there, we walked (yes, walked! but it wasn't far and the weather was so nice and cool) to the downtown art gallery. There was an exhibition there by Bennett Sewell, who makes incredible sculptures of animals (mostly dogs) out of regular household items, like a space heater, utensils, light bulbs, etc. It was a very cool show and a very great day.

And tonight, there were two more things to be excited about: Liam Neeson on Inside the Actors Studio (the first decent guest they'd had in some time) and a new NCIS! I wasn't loving this one, though.

A mostly unhappy recap of 10x02 "Recovery" )
rebecca_in_blue: (dozing off)
Rebecca didn't get to see the Avenue of Flags on Memorial Day, but I did go by Mom's house for Adam's birthday. Can you say free cake? He got a cookie cake, as always, with a sailboat on it. Last year, he asked for a dragon, but they put a dinosaur on it instead, and it looked like a five-year-old's birthday cake. He said that before he settled on a sailboat, he considered asking for a forest scene -- or as he put it, "a sylvan glen." What the hell? Who talks like that? It's like he lives in some other world.

Neither Sara nor I got him a gift because really, what's the point? He just turned 25, and he's never worked a day in his life. He's never paid for rent, bills, gas, groceries, etc. He probably never will until he's 30, at least, if ever. But I should probably stop before I start to sound bitter.

While leaving the apartment the other day, I managed to drop my camera. Down the stairs! It was one of those moments when time seemed to slow down. I could see the camera hit on every step and bounce high into the air in between. The SD and batteries came flying out, but I picked them up and popped them back in. The case got pretty banged-up, but I tried to patch it up with tape. I think it still works, but it probably won't for much longer, and it looks more ghetto than ever! Time to invest in a new camera. On the plus side, the quality on this one was so poor that I think any other camera I get would be better.

And in other news, just when I thought the movie selection in the breakroom at work couldn't get any worse, today I walked in to see Dragonball: Evolution. Ugh! As an aside, I used to be quite a fan of the Dragonball Z animated series back in the day. Thank goodness I didn't know fanfiction existed back then, or I probably would've written stories for it! Just thinking about it makes me want to hit the delete key.
rebecca_in_blue: (dozing off)
Just when I thought the High Holy Days were over, along comes Sukkot. Our congregation had a little hamotzi and kiddush under the sukkah on the lawn after services tonight. The weather was perfect for it -- cool and crisp and autumn-y. But everyone from the temple tried to fit under the sukkah (Mr. G said, "It's as crowded as a New York City apartment!") until the whole structure started rocking and rolling. I was honestly afraid it was going to come down on top of us at some points. Someone handed me a little paper cup of wine for the kiddush, and when I said that I don't drink alcohol, Paul immediately said, "Pour it into my cup! I'll drink it for you!" And he did. I got a paper cup of grape juice, like Maggie. :)

Ben totally surprised me by giving me two excellent belated birthday gifts yesterday: a big log of goat cheese, and a burned copy of X-Men: First Class. I just finished the last of the goat cheese for dinner, and it was delicious, of course. I've spent a little bit of my birthday money, trying to stretch it as far as I can. So far I've bought a prayer shawl scarf resembling a prayer shawl (I sit in the front of the temple, the coldest part!), bladder control pills for Sable, a new pair of jeans, and a jacket and three shirts in very fun fall colors -- all for <$35. All hail Rebecca, thrifty shopper extraordinaire!

The landlords have been on the property a lot this week repainting parts of the building. The busybody landlady has taken up the annoying habit of scanning the grass behind me when I walk Sable, even though I always pick up his mess. Hmph. And I put my hand/arm down in wet paint two days in a row.

I love my new LJ layout! I had to tinker with the coding a lot to finally get it to show up the same on different browser windows, though. Here's a look back at my old layout (I had this one for about four years) before I forget what it looks like:

rebecca_in_blue: (raised eyebrows)
For the last few years, I seriously get so depressed on my birthday. I feel old enough already, and when I have to add one year onto that, I feel like I might as well stick one foot in the grave. Today I saw an old lady in a denim dress, with a bow in her long, solid-white hair, and it made me shudder. Ugh. I really, really hope I'll be lucky enough to age like Grandma.

So in an effort to make this birthday a more positive experience, I'm doing another Thankful Thursday. A few things I'm thankful for this week:

~ Hallelujah, my new debit card arrived! Finally!

~ This weather! It's a bit too chilly for me at night, but the days are so nice and cool. Perfect weather for sleeping with your window open and bike-riding! I've biked to work twice this week, and plan to do it again tomorrow. We don't get any fall foliage down here, but lots of my neighbors have Halloween decorations up, and I like biking around and seeing them. One of the things I love about this neighborhood.

~ I'm always grateful that I don't live with my mom anymore, but that goes triple at this time of year. When I biked over the other day, you could hear the high school marching band at practice and the football coach shouting orders through a loudspeaker on her front lawn (and probably inside her house too). Then there's the stadium lights and football traffic to deal with on game nights. I am so, so thankful that I don't have to deal with that anymore.

~ On Tuesday, after NCIS, Sara took me out to dinner for my birthday! We went to a local pizzeria that's been here forever but where we'd never been before. We had a thin-crust with mozzarella, pepperoni, oregano, and parmesan, and it was delicious. Then we went to the frozen yogurt place. Sara is addicted to the original tart flavor. I don't have a favorite flavor, but my favorite topping is marshmallow cream. Then we browsed around in the bookstore. I found greeting cards for Rosh Hashanah and Hanukkah!

~ On Wednesday morning, I dropped some stuff off at the recycling truck in the grocery store parking lot. I happened to be wearing my NCIS shirt (that Sara gave me for my birthday last year), and when the guy loading the truck saw me coming, he said, "Watchya got for me, Abs?" IT MADE MY DAY!

~ Today, I woke up early enough to get breakfast from Wendy's (much more to my own amazement than anyone else's) and went out for dinner with Mom and Sara. I had sweet potato fries and a pulled pork sandwich with pecans, carmelized onions, and carrots. It was a little strange, but very good.

“Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.” – Steve Jobs, February 24, 1955 – October 5, 2011

rebecca_in_blue: (dozing off)
Today has been such a soggy blue Monday - and I don't mean the weather (which is hot and dry). I meant to ride my bike to work this morning, but I was just too tired. I do hope to bike out to the cemetery this evening, though. Tomorrow morning I'm headed to temple to practice the Torah blessing. I have to cant it at the Rosh Hashanah morning service on Thursday, so this will likely be my last practice session. I can recite pretty big chunks of the liturgy in Hebrew, but we don't usually have a Torah reading, so I didn't really know the blessing before now. Here's what I have to say:

Somebody asked me what I wanted for my birthday. Here's what I came up with:
~ The Secret Garden (1949)
~ Plain Beautiful: The Life of Peggy Ann Garner, by Sandra Grabman
~ A gift card to Wal-Mart or Target

~ A mezuzah. You can find mezuzahs in every style, size, and color imagineable online. I'd like one small, easy to hang, and colorful (but it can't clash with blue, which is the color of our door). I almost bought one at the gift shop in the Baton Rouge synagogue, but they couldn't take credit cards and I didn't have enough cash.
~ A new necklace chain for my Star of David. The chain I have it on now is not holding up well. What I'd really like is a black cord with silver beads like the one seen here (although obviously mine would have a different pendant). It's the same kind of chain that Adam wore for years, for those of you who know him.
~ A Jewish bumper sticker. Something funny but not offensive. My Jewish grandparents hinted that they might buy me a mezuzah or a bumper sticker when they're in Boston for the High Holy Days. Of course, when I told Mr. G I wanted a Jewish bumper sticker, he said, "Why? So people will slit your tires?"

Remember when I posted last week that I'd stepped on a rusty nail? A few days later, as I was going to bed, I noticed a
red line growing up my ankle, and for a minute I thought it might very well be the end of Rebecca. So I opened the cut back up with some tweezers, dug around in it and cleaned it out (OW!) and fortunately, the red line disappeared.

I never got around to baking pumpkin bread this weekend, but I did watch The Time Traveler's Wife, which I stole borrowed from work. I don't have access to RedBox until I get a new debit card - which is taking forever - so I'm trying to find child actress movies where I can. It was much better than I'd expected. I also attended my first havdalah and selichot services on Saturday evening. Diane and Mr. and Mrs. D threw them together at the last minute, but you'd never've known. They were very, very beautiful and somber. I think I'm going to enjoy the High Holy Days.

It's only September, but we've already put the Christmas stationary out at work! Ugh!
rebecca_in_blue: (Default)
Sunday (September 11) was a bit of a strange day. It was Grandma's birthday, and a bunch of us headed over to her new house for as much of a birthday party as you can have at 82. She took the day off from cooking since it was her birthday, but there was a pineapple cake and two yellow cakes, one with chocolate and vanilla frosting and one with a coconut topping (which was actually pretty yummy).

After that, I biked downtown for the 9-11 memorial ceremony. Our city's local 9-11 memorial was designed by a woman from my temple, and several members of the congregation were there. The ceremony was actually very lovely. The weather was cool and perfect - just like it was on September 11, 2001, a Tuesday - and it was held on the lakefront. I could hear the wind blowing in the palm trees and the water lapping against the pier the entire time. It made for the most peaceful background music.

Photos from the ceremony behind this frustrating LJ cut. These things USED to be easy! )

I woke up at seven this morning and just could not go back to bed! Too worried over stupid stuff again. Blegh.

P.S. 500th LJ entry! How sad that this milestone comes at a time when LJ has apparently stopped caring about its users. I honestly suspect that they're making things this difficult on purpose, and sitting back and laughing evilly at all the frustration they're causing us.
rebecca_in_blue: (raised eyebrows)
Yesterday morning, my fast-food run ended with me driving Muse Watson to the auto-repair shop. No, I wasn't in another accident, but Muse had been having some problems that were getting worse. I'm beginning to suspect that car is as cantankerous as the person he's named after! Fortunately, he was fixed and ready to go this afternoon. I was able pay for his repairs, but I sure as heck didn't want to. Ugh. But there are things to be thankful for.

The latest hurricane/tropical storm/depression in the Gulf is sending a little rain and lots of wind our way. I love it! All day today it's been so fresh and cool and breezy outside. Perfect bike-riding weather, and it's neat seeing tree branches, stoplights, people's hair, and just about everything else blowing in the wind.

After shabbat services this evening, I took Eva out for pizza as a belated birthday gift. She turned 14 this week. She's an infinitely friendlier, happier, better-rounded young person than I was at that age. Of course, I was a moody, pissy little bitch at 14, and for many years after, so that's not the most ringing endorsement. But Eva can play beautiful pieces on the piano and has never had a lesson (the title to this entry is from one of the songs she loves to play; she has a thing for '80s power ballads), she studies tae-kwon-do and could probably take down most adults, and she's very active in her church.

When did this little chick - making faces with me, in Grandma's rightful house, on a Christmas Eve of long ago, photographed by Aunt Carolyn - get big enough and strong enough to give me a piggyback ride? (This is a really unflattering photo of me, by the way; thank goodness it isn't bigger.) I still can't believe she's 14 now! And I really can't believe that in just a few days, we'll have the 10-year anniversary of 9/11. It doesn't seem possible that it's been ten years already.

More good news: Athena will be in town this weekend for Labor Day! I have to work, but I'm going to find some time to see her, even if it means I won't get to sleep at all.

And... ONLY 18 DAYS LEFT until Season 9 of NCIS!

Good Shabbos!
rebecca_in_blue: (happy smile)

Friday at work was a No-Good Very Bad Day... but to make up for it, Rebecca had an awesome weekend! After temple services, I finally buckled down and made pecan pie muffins for my Torah study group. I watched X-Men 2 while they were baking, in celebration of the awesome trailer for X-Men: First Class that was just released. My cousin Matthew sent me a link to it on Facebook on Thursday night, and I must have watched it a hundred times since then! I used to love those movies. I saw both X-Men and X2 in theater, and they were probably the first fanfiction I ever read. (But of course the first fanfiction I ever wrote goes to NCIS.) But after the crap that was X3 and Origins: Wolverine, I thought the franchise could never redeem itself. But this new movie might just prove me wrong! The trailer looks so amazing. Cross your fingers that it'll live up.

Link: Trailer for X-Men: First Class.

Saturday got off to a rough start. I woke up very early after a disturbing dream in which me and all my friends from the temple were being rounded up by Nazis. It left me quite shaken, so I went into the living room and watched TV until I dozed off again. Then I got up at nine to head to Torah study. One man there, Si, has a deep gravelly voice like Johnny Cash, and I just love listening to him read. I think if he ever recorded an audiobook of reading the Torah, he could scare straight a lot of people. My muffins were a hit. I think either 1) the batch I made for Thanksgiving 2009 (the ones nobody ate) were just freak duds, 2) everyone except my relatives likes my muffins, or 3) they really do suck, and the folks at temple were just too polite to say anything. Or maybe I'm overthinking these muffins.

Link: Recipe for pecan pie muffins.

After Torah study, I went on a long, glorious bike ride all over the neighborhood. The weather was cool and sunny, the sun was shining, and Rebecca loved every minute of it. (It's hard to believe that there were icicles hanging off my car just two weeks ago!) It was the best sort of bike ride, ambling all over, listening to the same song over and over again -- this time it was "We Belong Together," from Toy Story 3. When I came home, I actually said to Sara, "I feel so fresh and alive!" (Even though I was probably all sweaty and smelly.) She had gotten a gift card to Chili's, so we went there for dinner that night. I usually always get the same dish there, but this time I tried something new, and it wasn't half-bad.

Link: "We Belong Together."

Today we all went over to Grandma's for spaghetti and birthday cake for Aunt Celeste. We stuffed our faces and talked about Stephen King books, and I took a few pictures. I've been fiddling with my camera a lot lately, trying to figure out how to keep the subject focused while blurring the background. I eventually realized that the trick to it is the zoom. It's difficult, because you have to adjust the zoom depending on how far the subject is from your lens, and how far the background is behind the subject. If I ever have kids (a mighty big if, I know), maybe I'll have gotten the hang of it by then. I just hope I'll have moved on from this old camera!

This was the best shot I could get today. Yes, I did edit it on the computer, and the contrast is too severe, but I still like it. Notice how the background behind Eva is slightly less focused than she is? Maybe one day I'll know how to make this happen without having to edit it. I still can't believe she's a teenager now!

After Grandma's, I went swinging in the park with Josh. We talked about NCIS, and he was confused when I told him I let my sister name my car Muse Watson, after the guy who plays Mike Franks.

rebecca_in_blue: (pursed lips)

I promise you all that this cake tasted every bit as good as it looked. It was a double-layered devil's food with vanilla frosting dyed green decorated with M&M's, and I made the whole thing myself. By now, of couse, it's all gone, but at least I was able to get these pictures before everyone dug in.

On Grandma's dining room table. Isn't it lovely?

The cake close-up.

Mom got me an end table that I'd been wanting forever. (Sara asked when I was setting it up, "Is it everything you dreamed it would be?") Athena and Josh sent me "Happy Birthday!" text messages, and Josh offered to find me a nude picture of Sean Murray. Haha. I told him I'd prefer one of Cote de Pablo. Sara gave me a pin that says "I Love Ducky" and an NCIS t-shirt that I'm wearing right now. It's awesome!
rebecca_in_blue: (Default)

I had a dream the other night that I was watching a movie with Shirley Temple and Peggy Ann Garner, when they were both about twelve. Shirley played a girl whose family moves into a haunted house, and Peggy Ann played the ghost of a murdered girl. (What an odd combination – two of the last young actresses you'd ever expect to do horror.) That summary makes it sound awful, I know, but in my dream, it was incredibly creepy and gothic movie, and now I'm damn disappointed it doesn't actually exist. This is not the first time I've had this problem.

After years of using Aim toothpaste exclusively, I recently bought a tube of Colgate, and now Aim doesn't make my mouth feel clean anymore. I've tried to go back to it, but lately whenever I use Aim, I have to brush my teeth a second time with Colgate because my mouth still feels dirty. For some reason, I am rather annoyed by this. Wow, Rebecca is posting about toothpaste. When did this LJ get so boring?

At the request of relatives, I have made a list of things I want for my upcoming birthday. This is all I could come up with for now, but I'll add on to it if more comes to mind.

  • Black socks. To wear to work.
  • A dust-buster. A good one. And if you can, please also buy me the will to use it reguarly once I've got it.
  • 2G SD Cards. Nothing bigger than 2G, please – my camera can't support that. These start at $8 at my store and can probably be found cheaper elsewhere.
  • Movies: The Secret Garden (1949). I've never seen it – although I did do a comparison video as part of my Secret Garden series – but I love the 1993 version to death, so I can't imagine I won't like this one too.
  • Books: Plain Beautiful: The Life of Peggy Ann Garner, by Sandra Grabman; Little Girl Lost: A Child Star's Descent into Addiction and Out Again, by Drew Barrymore; Choosing a Jewish Life: A Handbook for Converting to Judaism, by Anita Diamant.
  • Donations of any amount are welcome to a very charitable cause, The Change Rebecca's Name Fund.
  • Note: If you would like to buy Rebecca Mockingjay, please check with Sara first to make sure she has not already bought a copy. Both of us having our own would be pointless.

Holy Long John Silver, Batman! As of today, only ONE ... WEEK ... LEFT until Season 8 of NCIS! Of course, with my luck, I'll probably have to work that evening, since I foolishly didn't request off for it.

rebecca_in_blue: (happy smile)

After years of constantly losing them, finding them, losing them, and finding them again, I seem to have finally lost my glasses. As in, for good. I still can't really believe it, because after being lost, dropped, sat on, stepped on, etc. for so long, I thought those glasses could survive anything. I've been wearing my contacts almost exclusively, so it's not a huge deal. The only time I really miss them is when I walk Sable before bed, because I don't want to bother putting them in just for that, but I'm a wuss and don't like going outside at night without being able to see well.

Eva's birthday was yesterday; she turned 13. I did some calculating and figured out that by the time she turns 20, my aunt and uncle will have had at least one teenage daughter for almost twenty. Solid. Years.

I finally finished reading Shutter Island and watched the movie, but I still haven't started Mockingjay (the final book of the Hunger Games trilogy, just released last week) yet. I think Sara and I are each waiting for the other one to buy a copy. And Athena is waiting for either of us to buy it. But for some reason, I'm not as anxious to read this one as I was with the second book, Catching Fire. Maybe because it's the last book and I don't want it to be over. Or maybe because the bad-fanfiction ending of Harry Potter scarred me for life. *shudder*

I'm so glad fall is (almost) here. Fall is the best season for bike riding, and I hope to enjoy as much of it as I can before winter sets in, because winter is the fucking worst season for it. To quote my calendar of Emily Dickinson poetry (I used to absolutely hate her stuff, but for some reason, she's grown on me in recent years):
     And thus, without a Wing
     Or service of a Keel
     Our Summer made her light escape
     Into the Beautiful

Best of all, fall means the Season 8 premiere of NCIS is closer! than! ever!

rebecca_in_blue: (subtle sigh)

On Thursday night, I finally got around to doing laundry and slightly rearranging our living room. I got rid of the printer that we almost never used and the end table that served no purpose. (I'm planning to put a little table and chair in its place.) Also baked brownies, because Sara'd been nagging me to, but didn't eat any; went to Chick-a-Fil for dinner, which I rarely do because it's pretty far from our apartment; and watched The Goonies on TV. It's so weird watching that movie on TV, not only because they edit the hell out of it -- the penis-on-the-statue scene is gone, of course -- but also because it's very weird for me to watch it without the commentary track. I fell asleep to that countless nights in France.

On Friday morning, I woke up around six to stomach cramps so bad that I almost passed out on the bathroom floor. Sara told me later that I looked as pathetic as Sable. My Chick-a-Fil dinner made its reappearance soon after, and what disturbed me the most was that it had turned a very ugly, sleet gray color during its stay in my stomach. I've been through more than my share of barfing, but I'm pretty sure it's never been gray before. I called in sick to work and spent the rest of the day sleeping and moaning. That afternoon I roused myself enough to drive in a painkiller-induced haze to Office Depot and Goodwill, where I found a copy of the "Poems & Rhymes" volume of Childcraft that's almost identical to the one we used to have! I read this book constantly as a kid and have been missing it for so long. Sara and I spent the evening reading poetry, which was awesome. I love shouting out, "Or does it explode?" and "Invictus!" "You're a better man than I am, Gunga Din" is also fun to say.

Adam's birthday was today, and we spent it with the Mormons. He had a cookie cake with Cotton on it, and I gave him a hollow book that he actually seemed to like. I ate their food, swung on their swing, and played with their puppy, but had to leave suddenly when they all ganged up on me and tried to hug me.

I'm planning to go to the cemetery (and possibly to Mom's house) on Memorial Day and can't wait. The local chapter of Sons of the American Revolution will be putting up an Avenue of Flags!

rebecca_in_blue: (curious)
Reasons why Rebecca is a horrible person:
  • I haven't given any money to the Salvation Army bell-ringer, even though I hear his bell ringing almost every day on my way to and from work.
  • I let my story attempt for NaNoWriMo slowly peter out and die, before November was even halfway over. But I recently started rereading this young adult novel, The Silent Boy, by Lois Lowry, and it's made me want to go back and try it again. I remember realizing back in high school, in Coach Jeff's class, that one the biggest problems with my writing was that I couldn't establish a stronge voice. I just tried to imitate the voice of whatever book I'd read most recently, and that's what I'm doing now, slowly going back and changing my narrator's voice to a more serious style (a la The Silent Boy), rather than the Baby-Sitter Club-ish style it had been in before. I just wish I could stick with it for any length of time.

I don't know why Mom is so determined to make her daughters miserable on our birthdays, but she sure does a damn good job at it. It rained obscenely all day on Sara's birthday, and when we went over to Mom's house, we were told not to drip on her floors, but Adam came home, he got, "Was the flooding bad? I was so worried about you!" Gag me. I just hope we can avoid seeing her on Christmas Eve. Sara is sick at home with a vicious cold. I hope to God I don't catch it, but I probably will.

rebecca_in_blue: (dozing off)

I used to have a file of poems about October, and there were some pretty lovely verses in it, one of my favorites being: "Suns and skies and clouds of June / And flowers of June together / Ye cannot rival for one hour / October's bright blue weather." But lately I had begun to wonder whether all those poems lied to me, because last week was almost nonstop rain and washed-out gray skies -- bleh. But this week the sun finally came out! I think of it as Mother Nature's birthday gift to me. Today Sable and I went for a nice afternoon walk around the block, admired the neighborhood Halloween decorations, met a very sweet poodle who lives in the corner house, and tried to make friends with the black cat who lives down the street (she is gradually letting us get closer to her, but she hasn't let me pet her; she seems more scared of me than of Sable).

I got a lot of great gifts for my birthday, among them three movies with child actresses (Pan's Labyrinth, Paper Moon, Phoebe in Wonderland); a set of salt and pepper shakers shaped like a pumpkin and a squash; a can of mace (from Ben -- wtf?); and... my old eighth-grade reading textbook! I also bought some things for myself, using up the last of my work gift card: another poly-expanding file (I love those -- they're so great for organizing shit); photo frame magnets; and some dirt-cheap pens and pen case that are actually pretty nice. Sara was making fun of how geeky I am: "Oh boy, you guys, a file folder! Pens in a pen case! And an old reading textbook! This is the best birthday ever, you guys!" Me: "Shut up!"

Last night we watched Paper Moon, which was the first time I'd seen it since I watched it on YouTube in France. The special features on it were pretty cool and interesting. I've always wondered about the hat that Tatum O'Neal wears throughout, and it was created around one specific scene (where Addie hides $600 in her hat band while she and Moses are in jail).
rebecca_in_blue: (patient)
Friday: Shitty. Eight-hour shift at work, and I had not worked that long a shift in a while, and my legs protested. Starting to really hate one of my managers, who thinks she's better than everyone else in the store and expects all of us to bow down to her. But I've decided to stop making snide comments under my breath and address it professionally at the next store meeting.

Today: Awesome. Birthday party for me at Grandma's house. Good food and fun times. Sara blew out all my candles in one breath and the cake pans lasted longer than Charlie. But marred when Adam brought some of my birthday cake back to Mom's house for her and Ben. (If they want some, why the fuck didn't they walk over and get some?) Borrowed Grandma's copy of All About Eve and watched it with Sara. Can see why people still talk about Bette Davis. "I've killed people for less, using my eyes alone!"

Tomorrow: Going to see a Moliere play with Grandma. (His humor is lost on Americans, but French and Cajun people dig him.) Possibly going to the funfair at Eva's school.

Oh, and last night I found this rare short film with Victoire Thivisol on YouTube. It's high-quality for YouTube, and Victoire is so grown-up it nearly kills me. Her character's costume and hairstyle aren't flattering, but those old, wise eyes are just the same as they were in Ponette.

rebecca_in_blue: (raised eyebrows)

It was raining when I woke up this morning and rained for most of the day, but it finally seems to be slacking off now, so I think I'll go for a bike ride soon. I haven't been in so long, and when I can't stretch my legs properly I feel so bloated and lazy.

In the meantime, my birthday is three weeks from today, so I threw together a list of things I want.

  • A mousepad of The Beatles.
  • A cool cup to keep my pencils in (can also be of The Beatles).
  • A cool set of salt and pepper shakers. These are easy to find at flea markets and garage sales. They just can't be anything too cute like angels or cats.
  • Interesting magnets for our refrigerator. Crossed out because I realized I can buy these at my store. We actually sell some pretty neat magnets.
  • A Calvin & Hobbes book that neither Sara nor I has yet. I would really like Attack of the Deranged Mutant Killer Monster Snow Goons or Homicidal Psycho Jungle Cat.
  • Paper Moon (1973) on DVD. Of course. Love this movie. Although Ryan O'Neal being such a scumbag is starting to marr it a little for me.
  • Cinderella (1965) on DVD. The best version of Cinderella ever! Heh heh.
  • Dream a World, a 1995 hardback reading textbook published by MacMillian/McGraw-Hill. From the information I've been able to dig up, this is my old 8th grade reading textbook. I'm not entirely sure because I haven't been able to find a picture of its cover. I think I would recognize it if I saw it. **
  • OR Just Past the Possible, 1995 reading textbook, MacMillan-McGraw-Hill; OR Widening Circles, 1983 reading textbook, Harcourt School Publishers. Again, I'm not entirely sure, but I think these were my 6th and 3rd grade textbooks.
  • The Poems & Rhymes Volume of Childcraft: The How & Why Library. When we were kids, we had the complete set of Childcraft books, but over the years, they've dwindled down to just a few. This is the one I miss the most, and I still can't believe we lost it! There have been several editions of Childcraft, and I'm not sure if they've changed over the years, but our set was the one published on 1976, and Poems & Rhymes was Volume 1, out of 15. We still have Volume 2: Stories & Fables; Volume 3: Children Everywhere; Volume 11: Make & Do; and Volume 15: Guide for Parents. And there are probably a few more still at Mom's house.

** Let me explain: I know it's weird, but I love finding old textbooks, especially for subjects I liked. In February 2007, I almost literally jumped for joy when I found my old 7th grade reading textbook in the for-sale aisle at the library. And since then, I've been dying to get my 8th grade one, too. My 6th grade one I don't want as much, because I don't remember it very well (my class didn't get them until the end of the year, because there weren't enough books to go around -- yeah, I went to a pretty shitty middle school).

Of course, I realize the last three things on that list will probably be a case of using my birthday money to buy them myself, which is fine.

rebecca_in_blue: (dozing off)

I had a dream last night involving a National Velvet-era Elizabeth Taylor (she was about 12 when she did that; great child actress, awful film). She lived in the duplex down the street from Mom's house, and me and some friends -- I think Andrew Birkin and his family were among them -- were riding our bikes down the street to visit her. It was very weird, because Liz Taylor was just a kid, but she was already famous, because somehow everybody knew that she was going to grow up to win Oscars and marry Richard Burton and etc. In my dream, she told me she always wore a baseball cap so people wouldn't recognize her. What I remember most is that when I left Liz's house, my bike was gone from the yard. I was so mad, I screamed and threw a tantrum, and when I woke up my hair was in a dishelved mess, so I think I must have tossed and turned in my sleep. As soon as I was up, I ran and checked on my bike.

Grandma's 80th birthday was yesterday! Yes, her 80th! And yes, her birthday is September 11 (at least it's easy to remember). I got to visit with Athena and Eva and we all ate spaghetti and yellow cake and it was delish, as always.

rebecca_in_blue: (raised eyebrows)

Another day off, and it's still cold and wet. What pisses me off is that the last two days were dry and hot, almost as hot as summer. (And this after it snowed last week! The hell!) I had hoped that it would keep up a little longer so I could ride my bike today, but no.

Sara got two cookie cakes for her birthday, one from me and one from Mom. She and Adam got into town late Friday night. She offered to take me out to lunch today, so I might call her soon. I'm determined to finally get my Christmas shopping done this evening, after Sara gets home from work.

I've thrown up several times in the past few weeks, twice on Black Saturday (I remember because I had to call in sick to work that day) and three times around 3 a.m. last Sunday. I think I need to stop eating three meals a day. I usually eat only two, but I've been eating three lately, and I'm sure that's what's ripping my stomach up.


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