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I had a pretty awesome weekend. Friday night Jorn and I went over to Annie's for dinner. We had never seen her place before, so that was cool, and she also made a super-terrific chicken dinner that we both loved. So delicious! AND... Annie started teaching me to knit! I had always wanted Jorn's mom to teach me but we're never in the same place for long enough--she had given me some books but I need to actually see something done fourteen times and then do it myself with supervision fourteen times before I understand what's going on. Illustrations in books are just really confusing and intimidating. Also I'm left-handed so illustrations don't work right for me because I have to figure out what's going on and then do it backwards. Which, yes, Annie and I had some issues with as well, and I seriously doubt my ability to cast on next time I have to do it, but I am actually successfully knitting away with some blue acrylic yarn. I think I am going to make little scarves for all our stuffed animals just for the practice before I try to do anything useful. I am very excited about knitting!
Saturday Jorn and I went with Dan and Meg to see 3-X-Mans-And-A-Baby. I'm not a fan of the comic books, so I thought it was pretty good, though obviously not nearly as good as the first two. I was disappointed by the lack of attention paid to developing certain characters, but Logan was pretty and so was the boy with the wings, and Pyro and Iceman had it out so that was pretty rockin'. After the movie we stopped by the library downtown and they happened to be having a Joan of Arc exhibit, so I dragged Jorn through that and he was an excellent sport. We took a nap when we got home, and then I made the crabbies and we went over to Columbia House for wine & cheese night. We had a great time, but it was an odd W&C because a lot of people couldn't make it and most ended up leaving early. Except Jorn and I, who stayed past 2am.
Sunday we slept in a bit, then I drove down to CT to visit Sarah B. I helped her drag some stuff down from the attic, since she's moving this week, and we ordered chinese food and rented a movie. Match Point was the movie. Sarah and I do not have good luck with movies. Match Point wasn't a *bad* movie, exactly--we just thoroughly hated Jonathan Rhys-Meyers' character. It got so we didn't care what decision he made as long as he freakin' did something. And then he did do something, but by that point we were looking at the box to see how long the movie was and checking our watches to see how much longer we had to sit there. And the bouncing tennis ball metaphor was just hammered home through the whole movie: like a tennis ball, the character's hovering above the net in an endless movie-long moment and we're waiting to see what side of the net he'll come down on--okay, we get it, you can cut a good half-hour of painful ambivalence. But we ate some Ben & Jerry's ice cream, and that helped, and then I headed home.
Monday we slept in (glorious sleeping in!) and then went over to T&A's for Memorial Day barbecuing and guitar heroics. (I was very proud of myself, I played three songs on medium difficulty and got five stars on each, so I did not embarrass myself.) Last night we got home with plenty of time to rock out some more, do some dishes, tidy up around the house, and knit for a while before bed. A really great day.
Saturday Jorn and I went with Dan and Meg to see 3-X-Mans-And-A-Baby. I'm not a fan of the comic books, so I thought it was pretty good, though obviously not nearly as good as the first two. I was disappointed by the lack of attention paid to developing certain characters, but Logan was pretty and so was the boy with the wings, and Pyro and Iceman had it out so that was pretty rockin'. After the movie we stopped by the library downtown and they happened to be having a Joan of Arc exhibit, so I dragged Jorn through that and he was an excellent sport. We took a nap when we got home, and then I made the crabbies and we went over to Columbia House for wine & cheese night. We had a great time, but it was an odd W&C because a lot of people couldn't make it and most ended up leaving early. Except Jorn and I, who stayed past 2am.
Sunday we slept in a bit, then I drove down to CT to visit Sarah B. I helped her drag some stuff down from the attic, since she's moving this week, and we ordered chinese food and rented a movie. Match Point was the movie. Sarah and I do not have good luck with movies. Match Point wasn't a *bad* movie, exactly--we just thoroughly hated Jonathan Rhys-Meyers' character. It got so we didn't care what decision he made as long as he freakin' did something. And then he did do something, but by that point we were looking at the box to see how long the movie was and checking our watches to see how much longer we had to sit there. And the bouncing tennis ball metaphor was just hammered home through the whole movie: like a tennis ball, the character's hovering above the net in an endless movie-long moment and we're waiting to see what side of the net he'll come down on--okay, we get it, you can cut a good half-hour of painful ambivalence. But we ate some Ben & Jerry's ice cream, and that helped, and then I headed home.
Monday we slept in (glorious sleeping in!) and then went over to T&A's for Memorial Day barbecuing and guitar heroics. (I was very proud of myself, I played three songs on medium difficulty and got five stars on each, so I did not embarrass myself.) Last night we got home with plenty of time to rock out some more, do some dishes, tidy up around the house, and knit for a while before bed. A really great day.
