November 15th, 2004

little review

Poem for Monday

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Another relatively quiet Sunday. Older son called early to be picked up from the bar mitzvah, bored out of his mind and quite upset because he couldn't follow the Hebrew; I'm now worried that sending him for his first bar mitzvah experience to a Conservative synagogue where he only knew the celebrant and not a single other kid may not have been a great move. He was particularly traumatized by the hora, during the course of which people are traditionally lifted up in chairs (and often fall out); he is insisting that he does not want any dancing at his own bar mitzvah. Since it's nearly two years away, I am not stressing overmuch about this, but am sorry he had such a miserable time. Probably we should just have sent him to Hebrew school this morning!

Since the synagogue was on the other side of Potomac, we went straight from picking him up to Great Falls since we were more than halfway there. (Well, "straight" after a detour to Chicken Out since he ate barely anything at the reception and younger son belatedly decided he was hungry for the lunch he'd insisted on skipping half an hour earlier.) The weather was absolutely spectacular, barely 50 degrees without a cloud in the sky, and the sun on the water was so bright that it was painful to look at. There were ducks and geese in the canal and rainbows in the river spray. I took photos but I will post them tomorrow, because I have a treat tonight: go see Gerard Butler as The Phantom of the Opera by Kim Schultz.

Kim has been trying to convert me to Gerard love for months (and keeps threatening to come over and tie me up to make me watch Reign of Fire with her -- she doesn't realize that I have been putting off watching it in the hope that she will, in fact, come over and tie me up). I like Gerard very much but am not really in love with him, so we shall see if Phantom pushes me over the edge.

Collapse ) The rest of my day involved transcribing an Enterprise preview, getting my kids to do their homework and clean their rooms, and watching Dark Harbor with my husband who was actually in the mood to curl up on the couch for a movie instead of half-watching football while burning Grateful Dead bootlegs. That is a film that improves on repeat viewings, though the screenplay still has its weak spots. Shall post the cracked Snape fic as soon as I hear back from another reader -- I hesitate to say "beta" because I would hate for anyone to blame anyone but me for the insane characterization, let alone the plot. I have a somewhat loony week this week -- going on a field trip downtown with younger son's class, he has an orthodontist appointment another day and I have plans to see various people I have missed the past few weeks on the other days. I feel stretched but in a good way!