I watched The Lake House again tonight. This was our 2nd movie of the evening, it was getting late, everyone was tired, and this was the 1st time through it for Mom, Dad, & Jon. So, while it was probably difficult-to-love for them, it was much better the second time around for me. I watched it enthusiastically the first time... I was enamoured (the British version) by the idea of it and had already promised myself that I was going to like it... but Sweet Jenny's audible tummyache made me lose concentration in the theater (and concentration is pretty darn important for this complexly-weaved space/time-continuum-defying flick). So, I left the theater disappointed that I hadn't loved it more in DC.
Tonight, I paid attention and more fully understood parts of it I had clearly missed before (it was hard to hear always-whisperful Keanu over the grumbly of Jenny's tumbly in DC). And I knew the basics. And of course, I was willing to suspend my idea-of-time-as-one-linear-reality belief. By knowing it's coming, you're much more prepared for all the rest of the hocus-pocusry.
Meanwhile, in the actual space-time continuum, Mom & Dad have decided (I THINK) to stay one more day. I love the already-more-flexible almost-retired couple that is my M&D. I have appreciated the heck out of having them here... mostly because they've been working for me! Nah, I'm just kidding, I love the company, the eating/sleeping (what we're best at), the laughing, the fun, the cooking, the just-plain-feeling-loved... and the working for me... among many other things! I'm thrilled we have one more day now in tomorrow! Haley, you get 'em back soon enough... too soon for me. Share with me one more day. After all, anyone who comes to visit me down here MUST have at least one 80-degree day with a visit to the much-loved pool! Tomorrow should be just that type of day. :)
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