Today is Thursday. Settlement on the sale of our house is Tuesday.
I took the dog for a walk today, and I started to get a little emotional.
So it wasn't until late 2013 that I learned how amazing Ursula K. Le Guin is, and how much I adore her. I have been slow in getting through her works, though. (There are just so many books out there I want to read!)
Next on my list is The Word for World is Forest. It's part of the Hainish Cycle (which doesn't have to be read in order I don't think, which I love; I like it when books are connected (like Banks's Culture series) but not necessarily chronological).
I can't get enough of that title. I don't even have to read the book, really, I just want to read the title over and over again and think about it. The word for world is forest. Since it's in the Hainish cycle, I feel confident that a researcher is going to discover a forested planet and meet its inhabitants and in their language, "forest" and "world" are the same word. I mean, if you think about it, on our planet, in English anyways, the word for world is dirt. Right? Earth. (Which I suppose is one reason why "Terra" is used in so many science fictions. We probably don't want all the universal translators having us say "ah yes, my home planet Dirt, how I miss her so.") The word for world is forest. Goddamn I love that. The word for world is forest. I could say it all day. I'd love to live on a planet where the word for world is forest.
I watched the first half or more of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire last night. (It's my favorite book of the series.) A few thoughts:
-David Tennant is Barty Crouch Jr! Ha!
-The scene with Harry & Moaning Myrtle in the bath makes me super uncomfortable. First of all, what is with her voice. Seriously, I hate the way they did Moaning Myrtle in the films. Why is she so obviously a forty-year-old woman in ridiculous pigtails?? Did they run out of British children?? I don't understand! Also SHE IS TRYING TO LOOK AT HIS DICK THE WHOLE TIME. First of all, gross, he's supposed to be like fourteen. (Or maybe fifteen. Still kind of gross.) Also SHE'S A KID TOO. Despite how much she looks like a forty-year-old-woman. What school girl wants most to look at another kid's dick? Come on now. Dicks are weird and scary. What fourteen year old girl is like "yeah his hair is okay I guess but did you see his dick?" No one. No fourteen year old girl says that.
-Harry's hair is fucking terrible in this one.
-dragons are always awesome. I wish they showed how the other champions handled theirs. Although I also would like a tiny mini handheld dragon pls thx. My birthday is coming up, etc.
So, yeah. I stayed up too late watching it, even though I've seen it before and it wasn't even in HD and Harry's hair is terrible. Still good. Mad Eye Moody is so great, I can't believe it's not really him the whole time (it's the Doctor) (spoiler alert)
I did that thing where I hid Christmas presents but can't remember where I hid them.
I just discovered that for the past four years, I have been stuffing a queen-sized comforter into a twin-sized duvet cover. That is not a euphemism.
Also Chris just figured out (after over five years in our house) how to operate the doors on our medicine cabinet. This whole time we just thought it was poorly designed.
My 2014 resolutions went really well this year; I'll have to think of one or two for next year. Hopefully I'll write about that at some point.
I watched two movies this weekends.
Guardians of the Galaxy was good. I laughed a lot, and it looked great. (The strangest thing about director James Gunn becoming successful is seeing his brother -- that is, Kirk from Gilmore Girls -- continuting to portay a series of bad guys with mohawks. Seriously, wasn't he the same guy in Super?)
Transcendance was terrible. Really really predictable and awful. I will never get those two hours of my life back. :(
Songs written by a dad for their infant daughter:
"Jessica," Dickey Betts, Allman Brothers Band
"Aubergine of the Sun," Ott
"Isn't She Lovely," Stevie Wonder
Anything else? There's "Still Fighting It" by Ben Folds, but it a) is written about his son, not a daughter and b) instead of being "oh man you are great holy shit I am in love with my brand new kid" it's all "someday you're going to grow up and it's all going to be depressing!" which is not the vibe for which I am looking.
Any other nominations which fit the theme?
Chris got me an anniversary present this year and I didn't get him anything. I think that this disappointed him a great deal.
I thought of something thoughtful to do for him while he's gone (he's away this week for work), BUT NOW I CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT IT WAS. Worst wife ever.
My legs are covered with scratches (from green briar) and poison ivy rashes and itchy bug bites and it was cute at first because "it's summer! I'm a kid! It's proof I'm having fun!" But it's getting pretty old and I would like to stop itching now please.
In the shower in the morning they all get, like, re-itchied when I loofa my legs. It's terrible.
Chris and I went up to the house in the Poconos for just one day this weekend. We arrived late Saturday and left Sunday at around 6.
On Sunday we saw a snake that was halfway through eating a frog before we bothered him. We also went down to the river and there were a bunch of large fish remains along the edge; apparently an eagle (we assume) was feeding there recently. The eagle is a better fisher than Chris, as he couldn't land anything longer than four (4) inches.
There was a large raptor wheeling overheard at the river, actually, but we weren't sure what it was. It seemed like maybe a juvenile red tailed hawk but it was SO BIG. So maybe it was an eagle? But it didn't seem to have the right shape.
Then on the drive home we saw a mink gamboling at the side of the road! I had never seen a mink in real life before. It was a big wildlife day, that's for sure