We really need to get the gas gauge on our truck fixed. It's stuck on empty. Been that way for a while now, but yesterday we finally overestimated how much gas was in the tank and ran out about six blocks away from the gas station. Fun times. :-)
Chris bought me a couple of books I picked out for Valentine's Day-- a dessert cookbook and a book of baby names. Both of which I have way too many of already. Name books and cookbooks are addictions of mine, I swear. I'm going to be getting him a pair of steel-toed boots for a present after I get paid.
Might go see Hannibal Rising tonight; haven't decided yet. I'm about ten pages into the book.
Speaking of movies, finally got to see Oscar and Lucinda, which I loved. It ended a lot differently than I expected (I was anticipating something sad, because it's a general law of Ralph Fiennes movies that at least one thing will happen to depress the hell out of me), but the way they went about the last half of the movie was a surprise. And I loved their characters so much; the scene where they're having a race to see who can finish scrubbing the floor first is adorable and cute and utterly grinworthy.
In non-grinworthy news, it's looking like I'm not going to be voting for John Edwards. Too bad, but if he won't truly stand up for Amanda, that doesn't give me much hope that he'll stand up for anyone else. I would have absolutely loved it if he'd pointed out these quotes--
“As for the alleged abuse, it’s time to ask some tough questions. First, there is a huge difference between being groped and being raped, so which was it, Mr. Foley? Second, why didn’t you just smack the clergyman in the face? After all, most 15-year-old teenage boys wouldn’t allow themselves to be molested. So why did you?”
"Hollywood is controlled by secular Jews who hate Christianity in general and Catholicism in particular. It's not a secret, okay? And I'm not afraid to say it."
-- among others, and then said, "Go ahead, Mr. Donohue, let's talk about offensive language." He would've had my unending loyalty for something like that.
Chris bought me a couple of books I picked out for Valentine's Day-- a dessert cookbook and a book of baby names. Both of which I have way too many of already. Name books and cookbooks are addictions of mine, I swear. I'm going to be getting him a pair of steel-toed boots for a present after I get paid.
Might go see Hannibal Rising tonight; haven't decided yet. I'm about ten pages into the book.
Speaking of movies, finally got to see Oscar and Lucinda, which I loved. It ended a lot differently than I expected (I was anticipating something sad, because it's a general law of Ralph Fiennes movies that at least one thing will happen to depress the hell out of me), but the way they went about the last half of the movie was a surprise. And I loved their characters so much; the scene where they're having a race to see who can finish scrubbing the floor first is adorable and cute and utterly grinworthy.
In non-grinworthy news, it's looking like I'm not going to be voting for John Edwards. Too bad, but if he won't truly stand up for Amanda, that doesn't give me much hope that he'll stand up for anyone else. I would have absolutely loved it if he'd pointed out these quotes--
“As for the alleged abuse, it’s time to ask some tough questions. First, there is a huge difference between being groped and being raped, so which was it, Mr. Foley? Second, why didn’t you just smack the clergyman in the face? After all, most 15-year-old teenage boys wouldn’t allow themselves to be molested. So why did you?”
"Hollywood is controlled by secular Jews who hate Christianity in general and Catholicism in particular. It's not a secret, okay? And I'm not afraid to say it."
-- among others, and then said, "Go ahead, Mr. Donohue, let's talk about offensive language." He would've had my unending loyalty for something like that.