I painted my toenails. First time in two years. They’re deep blood red. And I like it. 🙂 It all started because I needed to paint clear nailpolish on my fingers cause they’re the perfect length for my manicure, but I’m really afraid they’ll break before my big trip. And I want my nails to be nice for the meeting.. if that ever happens. But I’m not talking about that, cause it’s stressing me and making me ill.
Mom, Steven, and I went to see ‘Secondhand Lions’ last night at 10pm. I loved it!! I thought it was a great movie that was very cleverly delivered. You should go see it. Mmhmm. Mostly because you know, it gave me a better glimpse at the mind of a man. I’ve had some strange times in life where I haven’t any clue about what really goes on in the minds of men. (Or women for that matter. I honestly believe women are more of a mystery to me than men.) But there was something said in that movie that gave me a glimpse of what must go through some men’s minds, something virtuous that I have had a hard time seeing or finding, and it was rather reassuring. It was nice to have a glimpse of that so I could understand what it really is and how to hopefully spot it in someone in the future. It’s an important something, an incredibly important something. But I’m not even going to try to explain it, just go see the movie and hopefully you’ll catch that same glimpse of what the true foundation of a gentleman is. More men should find that for themselves, I think. If they did, the world would be a better place.
I also just watched another movie this evening that everybody – everybody – should watch: “Meet John Doe”, another classic Frank Capra movie starring Gary Cooper. I think we need a movement like the one portrayed in that movie. Go watch it, cause I’m not gonna explain it.
Can you tell I’ve had a bad day? Painted toenails, too many movies for my own good (and I haven’t even told you about all of them), and I’m not even explaining them. Yes, it’s been a crap day. Pray for me, cross your fingers for me, please? I need it.
I think I’m gonna watch Trading Spaces now. Breathe in… breathe out… breathe in… breathe out…
Before I go, my apologies to Kyle. I’m sorry, I’ll keep my mouth shut, please forgive me. You know why. 🙂
Meg–
I had the oddest dream about you the other night! You were some famous Spanish princess, except you never told anyone. After you did tell me, I told you I wouldn’t talk to you anymore, and you thanked me because you said your royal duties take up most of your time. 🙂
This dream is clearly a sign, that you will indeed become Princess…
But anyway, I have a favor to ask of you. Whenever I ask someone to describe in detail about the difference between Republicans and Democrats, they are always bias for their own party and so the answer is always unhelpful. As you said you really didn’t consider yourself of either party, could you explain the difference to me? if you could, I’d be very grateful!
And I’d throw in some chocolate frogs, too, of course.
😀
Dood, totally go see School of Rock. It’s grrravy.
Hope you get feeling better and less stressful. It’s always better to be happy than a wooden post or sandwich. and if you’re a wooden sandwich, man, you don’t even taste good.
mmm, wisdom.
🙂
-Erick
I think I know what you’re talking about in Matchstick Men. Don’t tell this to anyone, but some guys do have feelings and such — they are just forbidden from sharing them.