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We had less than an inch of new snow on the ground on Friday morning, but Paul worked from home to avoid potential traffic entanglements, so we hung out with Adam listening to music, eating soup and cheese for lunch, and eventually watching Boy Erased
now that it's streaming because I'd meant to see it in the theater weeks ago -- Crowe, Kidman, and Hedges are wonderful and for the most part the directing is nicely restrained, but there's a horrible rape scene about which no one warned me and I felt like in the effort to keep the parents humanized, the kid's trauma doesn't get explored deeply enough.
While Paul was on a call with the office, I went out to a Kyogre raid in the park. We had dinner with my parents, who wanted to hear about Adam's trip and gave me a late birthday present, a birthstone ring which I've wanted for a long time. We came home for Blindspot
-- not sure I believe Zapata though I wish I could -- and were going to put on a movie, but we thought Adam had just gone upstairs for a few minutes to Skype his girlfriend and an hour later realized he was probably asleep, so we watched the Australian Open instead. Here are some of the Faberge eggs and luxury itemws that we saw at Hillwood last weekend:
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The DC area was under another Doom Watch all day Thursday with the initial snowfall totals growing and the predicted hour of its start getting earlier all afternoon. So I kept an eye on the sky while taking Adam and Maddy to lunch at Noodles and Company (he wanted spicy food, she wanted the opposite) and to grab essentials at MOM's. The snow was just starting when I went to the church around the corner to do a Kyogre raid, and now we have new snow over the old.
We watched The Orville
, which was predictable but fun (Yul Brynner! Billy Joel!), then, since it's now streaming, we watched A Star Is Born
, which I felt the same about as the first time: adore the music, love the performances, appreciate the first hour, feel increasingly manipulated by the flaws in the screenplay in the second hour so that by the climax I'm more irritated than moved. Since it is snowing again, here is some color from Hillwood's greenhouse:
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Quickie, just back from airport picking up Adam from his Caribbean vacation (he swam with sea turtles, biked past cacti, hiked past iguanas, crawled with hermit crabs, drank lots of Blue Curaçao and generally had a great time). I had a good day beforehand -- did a Pokemon raid with a local publisher whom I know from Star Trek (he's written for Pocket Books' line) and visited his office, discovered his graphic designer is the son of a fannish friend of several decades, had lunch with another local friend, did some chores! Flowers from Brookside's departing holiday display:
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I have had a lovely busy day during which very little work got done! I met a friend from Pokemon Go who works at Marriott headquarters in Bethesda, which I knew from PoGo had a Model T in the building because the gym there is named for the car, and he had offered to give several of us a tour of the museum and display rooms. I had in my head that "display rooms" meant dioramas, but it's actual full-size replicas of hotel and conference rooms from Marriott-owned hotels all over the world, so that was very cool! Afterward a bunch of local PoGo players went to the mall for lunch at Crave.
The Sears in our mall is closing in a week, so I stopped in to see whether anything was on an insane sale, but pretty much the entire store has been wiped out and there are only a few linens and rugs plus some very ugly shirts at 90% off. Then I came home to try to get some things done before going out to meet Angela and Carrie at Lebanese Taverna for dinner, a date we've had on the calendar since December because our holiday schedules were so busy. I brought Paul shawarma and we watched The Flash
(meh except Tom Cavanagh) and The Gifted
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Between the government shutdown and the foot of snow we got over the weekend, nearly everything in the area was closed on Monday (and once again we didn't get our recycling picked up). Paul's office was closed, so we had a quiet day here working on our computers while watching the last several episode of Tidelands
, which I enjoyed more than I probably should have; it's pretty soapy and unnecessarily violent but all the major characters are women and the ostensible villain is not judged for her extensive promiscuity (nor for her scheming, really; her motivations are a lot better developed than the women in most action movies).
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We went out briefly in the late afternoon to CVS so I could do a Pokemon raid, then had Indian food for dinner because there are several Indian holidays this week. Then we watched a PBS show on the Queen Mother that was apparently made by the BBC and is narrated by Anna Chancellor, though I can't find it on the IMDb or figure out whether it's for sale anywhere because I know a few King's Speech
fans who really need to see it and it wasn't on in their markets -- there's tons of George VI newsreel footage and among people interviewed is Mark Logue, Lionel's grandson, showing pages from his grandfather's scrapbooks that I had never seen before!
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For better or worse, the alarmist weather forecast of the past couple of days was right this time. We had about six inches of snow on the ground when we woke up and have nearly a foot now, plus the storm warning has been extended till 5 a.m. since we could get another couple of inches overnight. So we had a very quiet Sunday when not shoveling, brushing, or walking in snow. The Saints-Eagles playoff game ended the way I wanted and the Patriots-Chargers proved that reports of Brady's demise have been premature. We watched the return of Victoria
(not rooting much for Albert) and this week's Madam Secretary
(same goes for the defense contractors) plus an episode of Tidelands
(not even sure who I'm rooting for but I don't think it's Adrielle). This is how the day looked:
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The DC area was under a Doom Watch, I mean a Snow Watch, that got worse over the course of Saturday. So in the morning we decided to go to Hillwood for the last day of the Festive Faberge holiday displays in the mansion as well as the Faberge exhibit in the Adirondack Building. They were both lovely, not crowded though there were more people than we expected given the Doom Watch, with Christmas trees decorated to echo Faberge items on display.
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We stopped in Giant on the way home to stock up for Doom, I caught a bunch of Totodiles for January Pokemon Community Day, then we watched the Colts-Chiefs game (which did not go the way I wanted) and the Cowboys-Rams game (which did, and that more than makes up for the Colts losing). Afterward we watched some Tidelands
, which has lots of sex and nudity if you're unconvinced by Australian drug kingpin fishermen and possibly evil mermaid sirens.
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I woke up on Friday with my back really killing me, which makes me very unhappy because I so do not want a replay of my month of agony from last year when I couldn't sit for any period of time including in a car to drive places. Advil and heat helps but only so much. I had plans to go see Aquaman
with my cat-sitter neighbor, but she was sick, so I did what chores I could with my back killing me and went to CVS to get more Advil and Ben-Gay. My unhelpful cat threw up all over the carpet, requiring a lot of kneeling and scrubbing.
We had dinner with my parents, then came home for this week's Blindspot
, which I liked a lot -- I've missed Jane being Jane -- then the Madam Secretary
episode that we missed on Sunday, which I liked as well, both politically (would that we had that kind of a White House) and in terms of the characters (man, I hope Téa and Tim don't break up while the show is running). Plus we watched the first episode of Tidelands
, which was pretty and strange. From National Harbor, here is the very colorful Peeps and Company store:
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I needed to go to MOM's Organic Market on Thursday, which is right near where Maddy lives, so we went out for bagels and I took her shopping with me. I hadn't seen her since she got back from California, so that was nice and I got to see a couple of her roommates though her cat was hiding. Plus I have vegan beef jerky. Adam sent photos from Curaçao of himself feeding ostriches and seeing lizards on the beach, so I am slightly jealous of that!
We watched The Orville
and clearly I had not read enough internet gossip because I neither knew about the cast change nor about the fact that the actor in question was apparently dating the show's creator (I liked the episode, but a lot of that can be attributed to the number of Star Trek actors making guest appearances). And we caught up on The Gifted
, which is pretty great. Here is The Awakening
, the sculpture now on the waterfront at National Harbor:
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We awoke insanely early on Wednesday to take Adam and Katherine to National Airport to fly to Curaçao, then got home around 6 and went back to bed for a couple of hours but I've still been sleepy all afternoon. It was a fairly quiet day, particularly since I threw out my back putting my shoes on (moral: do not attempt to put on shoes before 5:30 a.m.) and it has taken a lot of Advil just to make it comfortable to sit. Plus we had snow flurries, which did not make me want to go out driving.
We watched The Masked Singer
again because it is marvelously insane -- I was pretty sure last week that the Peacock was Donny Osmond, but I didn't have any great guesses on anyone this week, though I hope Twitter is right that the Poodle is Margaret Cho. Then we watched one of the episodes of The Gifted
that we missed; it's gotten awfully violent and Turner has gone from slightly relatable and sympathetic to someone who needs to be executed ASAP. Statues at National Harbor last weekend:
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