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Everyone involved had a great time this weekend. Saturday afternoon, I went to the movies and saw Alice in Wonderland with Adam and a bunch of cousins. So it wasn't as good as I'd hoped -- I've seen better from Depp/Burton/Bonham-Carter -- we still had a fun time, and I enjoyed the food almost as much as the movie. Buttery popcorn and a pickle so loudly crunchy that I almost couldn't hear the movie over my chewing. Delicious.
Sunday, I watched most of a fabulous NCIS marathon (That show is like goat cheese! I never get tired of it!) and of course, the Oscars. Mom had invited Sara and me to her house to watch them, but surprise, that didn't work out. So we bought some pizzas, invited Athena over, sat on the couch, and made mean/sarcastic comments to each other. Sara: "Gabby Sidibe is really fat. How did they -- I mean, did they have to build a special seat for her? Or take the armrests off her seat? Or what?" By some accident, I saw a good number of big films this year (Coraline, Crazy Heart, District 9, Inglourious Basterds, The Lovely Bones, Star Trek, Up), so I enjoyed the ceremony, even though #1) I was pissed that Sandra Bullock won instead of Meryl Streep, #2) it wasn't a big year for young actresses (Miley Cyrus is 17 now, my cut-off age, so it's her last year in Young Actresses at the Oscars) and #3) I almost had a damn panic attack when I saw a clip of Marathon Man in the horror films montage! Oh, the horror. I can't believe the Academy would show a clip of that movie -- especially that clip -- without some sort of warning. Like, "Warning: If you're asthmatic and have a severe phobia of the dentist, watching the following clip could very well cause you to hyperventilate and die!"
And today? We're trudging through a gray, rainy Monday. I stayed up too late for the Oscars, so now I'm exhausted, and Sable and I plan to spend our evening lying around watching NCIS.
Sometimes things just work out.
Feb. 14th, 2009 11:29 pmI haven't posted in a while, but I haven't had much to say. No news is good news, I guess. I was off today, but I've spent my time being lazy and making LiveJournal icons, rather than being productive like I was last weekend.
Mom and Adam are back in town for a few days, and tonight Athena and I went over to Mom's house for dinner. I actually didn't have a crappy time, much to my own surprise.
I've never been a fan of country music, which is usually a point of contention between me and Sara when we're in the truck together, but the other day I happened to hear a song that might have put me off the stuff forever. It was called "Some Beach" (and yes, that's the actual title) by Blake Shelton. Google the lyrics and you'll find out what I hated about it. It's too horrible to type here.
Ma bouche est trés sensible !
Apr. 22nd, 2008 12:07 amSarah just bought an airline ticket to return to Beijing for the summer. I know this because on the way to this computer room, she ran past me in the hall and yelled, "Rebecca! I buy a ticket!"
So today I went to the dentist to get my cavity filled. My stomach dropped out the minute he said the word "injection," so he offered to do it without the injection, since my cavity is small enough. But in retrospect, the injection might have actually been better. There are two phrases that no dentist should ever utter, especially not to me. 1) "Try to relax." Relax? Why don't you just ask me to shit butterflies while you're at it? 2) "It's almost over." My dentist said this at least three times today, and it was true the last time, but by then I'd stopped believing him.
Rebecca went to the dentist! No, really!
Apr. 6th, 2008 12:15 amI got an opportunity to try Marlene's stuffing recipe a lot sooner that I'd anticipated. She's going back to Germany on Tuesday, so Mariana decided that Friday night we would throw a little surprise farewell party for her. Mariana said that we didn't need to cook, because she was making spaghetti for everyone and all we had to do was show up. Then on Thursday night, Mariana says that the oven in her apartment has suddenly quit working, so everybody needs to bring something. Anything! Now! So Friday morning I walked to Leclerc Express and bought the stuffing ingredients, and Sara and I spent several hours in the kitchen that afternoon, me cooking several batches of the stuffing, her cooking these chocolate Chinese dumpling things. We still managed to keep the whole a secret from Marlene, and everyone liked my stuffing, and there was a lot of ice cream and wine, so it was a very good evening.
I hate thinking about the future, but I have to do it sooner or later, so this week I sent my resume to a few places, hoping that it'll make finding a job easier once I get back in the States. I also went to a dentist here in Villers-Cotterêts Friday afternoon, and those of you who know me should be hella impressed by that. I usually don't go anywhere near a dentist unless someone is forcibly dragging me there or brow-beating me mercilessly about it or both. My dentist spoke English and said I only have one small cavity. I made another appointment to get it filled, which is more expensive than I thought it would be, but I really want to take care of it here in France, where I have the time and the money.
On Friday morning, while hunting down a mattress for Sara, I went into the girls dormitory, which I'd never done before. It reminded me a lot of the dorms at LSMSA. It's funny, because I still remember the day I got my rejection letter from them -- I cried for hours, I felt like my world was crashing down around me, but looking back now, it matters so little. I should try to remember that in a couple years, the decisions I'm making now will probably feel like that, too.
